The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Mu Qiu..."

Song Zichen's heart warmed, and he subconsciously responded with a choked voice. He lowered his gaze and remained silent for a moment, then continued with tears in his eyes, "Even if you go back and say nice things now, I will still remember the moment you tricked me into drinking it just now." Spoon porridge..."

"Alright——in order for His Highness to remember me more, I will try my best to lie to Your Highness a few more times."

Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing, and replied solemnly again.Song Zichen felt a little pain in his heart without a trace, but his face was still tender, and he kissed his forehead lightly: "Don't worry, Mu Qiu—I will remember everything about us, I will always remember..."

Mu Qiu just smiled, didn't respond immediately, just relaxed and leaned against his arms, and sighed very softly: "It's getting late, Your Highness should go to bed earlier - after fighting all day, say no Tiredness is fake..."

"I'm really not tired. As long as I can look at you, I won't feel tired."

Song Zichen shook his head seriously, and replied sincerely.Mu Qiu couldn't help but laugh, and was about to patiently persuade him to go to rest, when a soldier's report came from outside: "General, General Peng asked to see him, and said he has something important to report to the general."

"Call him in."

Song Zichen covered the quilt for Mu Qiu, raised his voice to give some instructions, and saw Peng Feigui push the door in with an inexplicable expression, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly: "What are you doing here in the middle of the night, don't you know the beauty of a gentleman?"

"Let's forget about the beauty of adults, is the prince's bowl of porridge okay?"

Peng Feigui watched the porridge with his own eyes, and he knew better than anyone what indescribable things were put in that bowl of seemingly ordinary medicinal porridge. Down.Song Zichen's complexion couldn't help changing slightly, he coughed lightly, looked at him solemnly and said, "It's not bad—at least it's still drinkable, look, I've finished that bowl."

"Who told you to finish the whole bowl - this is the porridge for Mu Canjun to replenish blood. You are not sick or injured, what do you drink it for?"

Peng Feigui stared at him dumbfounded, and after a while he sighed with a headache, got up and went out: "Fortunately, there is still some porridge left, I'll go and order them to bring two more bowls, since you like it, my lord, I will accompany you Drink a bowl with Mu Canjun..."

"Okay, okay, old Peng, you should leave me a way out."

Song Zichen grabbed him quickly, shook his head with a wry smile, and sighed helplessly: "Tell me, what's the matter——you came here in the middle of the night, isn't it just to supervise the two of us eating porridge?"

"Of course not, I'm here to deliver a letter."

Peng Feigui shook his head, and handed a letter in his hand to Mu Qiu: "Song Feng asked me to give it to you. He said he was going to a place to do something. If this thing is done, he will Come to you, if he can't do it, when he should come back to you, he will come back to you."

The words were so convoluted that even Peng Feigui couldn't help frowning when he said it, and took a breath in disgust: "I didn't say that—this Song Supervisor's literary talent is really not very good, okay In a word, why did he speak in such a mess..."

"Thank you, I see."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, and took the envelope over. As soon as he fumbled with his hands, his gaze couldn't help but change slightly.Opening the envelope, a blood-colored token fell out first.

The token was very exquisitely made, about the size of a thumb, and was worn by a red thread, apparently for people to wear around their necks to prove their identity.Song Zichen only felt that this thing was quite familiar, subconsciously took it over and looked at it carefully for a while, and then suddenly remembered where he had seen this thing in his previous life: "I remembered - this is only available from Song Zixuan's personal blood guard! How could he Will give you this thing, is it because he doesn't want to do it himself?"

"This is not Uncle Feng's, and Uncle Feng is not his personal blood guard..."

Mu Qiu shook his head lightly, with a look of thought in his eyes: "If I guessed correctly, the person who assassinated His Highness today is probably one of the Thirteen Blood Guards."

"To be honest, I haven't figured out what happened today - obviously I have checked the camp several times, and no outsiders have found it. I really can't figure out where the assassin came from. Could it be that he has the technique of escaping from the ground?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Peng Feigui also felt annoyed and couldn't help interjecting in a low voice.Song Zichen's gaze couldn't help moving slightly, he nodded lightly and said, "Yes, I remember such a person, who was born as a tomb robber who was very good at digging holes and digging into the ground, and was later recruited by him to steal and assassinate for him. , the strike is very ruthless..."

"Maybe it will be this person—but we don't have any definite evidence now, it's just speculation."

Mu Qiu nodded thoughtfully, unfolded the letter paper, and handed it to Song Zichen who was beside him: "Uncle Feng said he did too many things he shouldn't do, now he has to do something he should do ——I couldn't figure out what he was going to do for a while, but judging from the meaning of the letter, the assassin must have been dealt with by Uncle Feng."

"It's possible that his actions are always unpredictable, so maybe the anti-virus has knocked him down."

Song Zichen nodded, changed another cup of hot tea for Mu Qiu, and said in a low voice after thinking, "But——I remember that the Thirteen Blood Guards acted very cruelly, and anyone who provoked them would end up with no good end .If it was indeed them who assassinated today, and he killed one of the blood guards like this, will he suffer any revenge in the future?"

"It's hard to say—but Uncle Feng has his means. No matter how strong the Thirteen Blood Guards are, they are the power of the court after all. As long as they enter the rivers and lakes, they will belong to the world of the rivers and lakes. If you want to find someone in the vast world, it is not so Easy thing."

Mu Qiu thought and shook his head, but his eyebrows still didn't relax, he just murmured and said slowly: "It's just——I still can't figure it out, Uncle Feng said he was going to do what he should do, but now there is another What does he have to do? Could it be related to Guan Tiantai..."

"Guan Tiantai? What can he do?"

Peng Feigui rubbed his head blankly, apparently unable to keep up with the two of them.The three of them were already familiar and could not be more familiar, but Song Zichen didn't save him any face, waved his hand impatiently, and said in a serious way: "Go, go, let's discuss serious matters, you go to your Lao Meng for a drink, Don't mess with us..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Daxian's voice actually came from outside: "My lord, general—join the army, it's not good, something serious happened!"

"It's true that he will arrive right away, he's even smarter than Cao Cao..."

Song Zichen sighed with a headache, shook his head helplessly, signaled Mu Qiu not to move, and quickly walked over to push open the door: "What are you talking about in the middle of the night, are you planning to wake everyone up?"

"Why are you still sleeping? My lord, you should go and have a look, the Xiongnu side has already been burnt to pieces..."

Meng Daxian ran out of breath, pointed out with his legs propped up, and answered in a rough voice.Peng Feigui couldn't help being stunned, but quickly followed him out: "What's the matter? I was fine when I came here just now, why did it catch fire?"

"Isn't it? Don't say when you came here just now - when I went out to relieve myself just now, nothing happened. Who knows that if you raise your head again, it will burn to the sky?"

Meng Da grabbed the two of them in a hurry and was about to go out, but then remembered Mu Qiulai who was still injured, and quickly ran back two steps: "Join the army and join the army, I will take the prince and the others out to have a look first, don't worry, Feng It was blowing in their direction, and we couldn’t burn it here. I was just shocked when I suddenly saw a fire on their end..."

"I'll take a look too, it's okay."

Mu Qiu shook his head, propped himself up with difficulty and got off the ground, his complexion that had recovered a little bit became obviously pale again.Song Zichen hurried over to take his swaying body into his arms, helped him to sit down on the side of the couch, and said in a slow voice: "Mu Qiu, you are not in good health, don't worry - I will ask them to carry the soft sedan chair Come on, put on some more clothes, and let's go out together, shall we?"

Mu Qiu was sweating from the pain for a while, but she still tried her best to smile at him and nodded slightly.Song Zichen carefully protected him in his arms, put on his clothes, and ordered someone to bring over a light soft sedan chair. Meng Daxian didn't think it was enough, so he ran out to get a mink blanket and gave it to him. Carefully circled around: "That's all right, the wind will definitely stop blowing - the snowflakes are still floating outside, and it's snowing and catching fire at the same time, I guess I won't see it a few times in this life..."

"Okay, it's your talk all day long."

Song Zichen laughed and cursed angrily, ordered people to lift the sedan chair, and then followed Meng Da out of the house first.As soon as they went out, everyone was frightened by the flames that almost turned the sky red. Although the fire was on the Xiongnu, it still made people tremble just by looking at it, as if they felt the same.

Peng Feigui frowned involuntarily, shook his head in puzzlement and said, "It's strange, this snowy day—how can it be burned? Such a big fire shouldn't be able to be set off in a short while..."

"The Xiongnu lived by water and grass, and they lived in tents. In order to prevent snow, they would spread tung oil on the tents and spread linoleum cloth. Once it caught fire, it would be one piece after another-in fact, I had this idea once, But it was too hurtful, so it was not put into practice.”

Song Zichen answered in a low voice, but there was a bit of fear in his eyes, he shook his head lightly and said in a low voice: "The fire is burning too fast, if they don't have time to escape, how can they escape with their lives? The fire, the Huns are afraid that they will suffer a great disaster..."