The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Speaking of which, I do have something to ask my elder brothers."

Hearing him mention this sentence, Mu Qiu calmed down his chaotic thoughts and sat up straight: "Your Highness is already confronting the third prince, and every step is difficult and dangerous. I can't guess what will happen next." What happened, so I want to ask a few big brothers to train some reliable hidden guards for His Highness..."

"My lord, you can rest assured about this matter. Since we will be sent by the emperor at the beginning, we will probably be there to protect you and His Highness the Seventh Prince."

After hearing what he said, the dark guard chuckled and shook his head, replied softly, and gently put his arm back: "Actually, before we came, the emperor had already heard about many things. , but never showed any special reaction. Later, Young Master and Seventh Highness were attacked by the Huns, and the news spread back to the capital overnight. The emperor was furious, and immediately sent me to rush all the way without stopping, just to protect Young Master and Seventh Highness from accidents. of."

"Has the emperor already known?"

Mu Qiu's expression couldn't help but move slightly, and there was a bit of thought in his eyes: "I always feel that the emperor knows everything in his heart, so I never dare to hide from the emperor a little bit - but what is the emperor thinking in his heart, I don't know. Still not sure..."

"Why aren't we? People say that accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. Fortunately, we only guard the emperor and don't need to talk. Instead of those ministers who are always by the emperor's side, we live in fear every day. Whatever you say doesn't suit the emperor's mind..."

The dark guard smiled wryly and shook his head, sighed softly, looked at him again and said with concern: "Did the young master never say anything to the emperor later? In fact, the emperor has always been thinking about the young master, and that time was just—but It was a misunderstanding for a while, and later the emperor regretted it..."

"I'm not angry with the emperor, but I just don't know how to face the emperor."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, shook his head very lightly, closed his eyes tiredly and leaned back: "Now that I have reached this point, even if I don't understand the relationship between the emperor and his father, I can more or less guess a thing or two. It is precisely because of this that the more I see the emperor misses his father, the more I can't bear to complain or beg for anything. After all, if it were me, I would be left alone in this world, even if that person's son is no longer a weapon. It's unbearable, but it's his only blood after all, after all, I can't bear to let go like that..."

"At that time, if the third prince hadn't been quietly sent into the palace in order to appease the empress, maybe nothing would have happened."

The dark guard sighed heavily, and responded in a low voice: "If the third prince hadn't been born in such a palace where the weak and the strong preyed on the strong, he would not have developed such a temper. The emperor never thought of this at the beginning, even if he regrets it now , it's no use anymore..."

"The roads are all made by people. Today, if you think about those things back then, I'm afraid it's useless."

Mu Qiu shook his head lightly, and just about to get up, he couldn't help coughing twice, and wiped off the blood from the corner of his lips with a wry smile: "I'm like this, to put it bluntly, it's almost as if I haven't lived today." Tomorrow. It is meaningless for the emperor to pin his thoughts on my father on me - so I dare not approach the emperor any more. If the emperor knows, the poison that killed my father will be killed If the elder brother used it on me, the emperor will definitely be mad..."

The dark guard's eyes dimmed, but he still didn't speak.Now that Mu Qiu's thoughts were settled, he didn't say anything more, just smiled and cupped his hands at him: "Brother Wei, I'm sorry—if I can't walk with His Highness in the future, please look at me." For my sake, take care of him a little longer..."

"Don't worry, since it is the person entrusted by the young master, we will definitely take care of it."

The dark guard replied in a low voice, and then bowed to him, before quickly walking out of the room.Song Zichen stayed outside all the time, and when he saw the hidden guard coming out, he hurried up to greet him, saluted the hidden guard, and hurried into the door: "Mu Qiu, how do you feel——Is there any wound just now?" Stretched? I told you not to move, but you are disobedient..."

The words behind him have been covered by the closed door, and the dark guard looked at the closed door quietly for a while, and finally gave a wry smile, shook his head and sighed softly: "Young Master and Master Mu are almost the same. Yes, His Royal Highness is much more lively than the Emperor..."

"Your Highness the Seventh Prince has a very simple and straightforward temperament among the princes. Perhaps only such a person can make the young master feel easier to get along with."

Suddenly there was a figure behind him, and he leaned against the door and responded in a low voice.The hidden guard just shook his head noncommittally, threw the cloth that was crumpled into a small ball to him, and jumped up on the roof: "Send this back to the emperor, I don't know how long it will take... ..."

He didn't go on with what he said, but the man didn't ask any more questions, and just left each other tacitly.

Naturally, Song Zichen didn't know what was going on outside, but he was only worried about the guy who didn't recover from his injuries and was tossing around all day, so he walked quickly to the side of the couch, and carefully hugged him into his arms: "What do you say?" It's been so long, is your body okay? The wound is not torn, let me have a look..."

"Your Highness—Your Highness, I'm fine."

Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing, and helplessly stopped the man's hand that was about to lift his clothes, and slowed down his voice: "Your Highness, don't be so nervous, I'm really fine. According to Your Highness's tossing around, it seems like I just talked to you What did Big Brother Wei do..."

"No nonsense."

Song Zichen read to him in a low voice, then suddenly buried him in his arms, and rubbed his head against his neck: "Mu Qiu, don't worry about anything now, just heal your injury first. When the injury heals, We will go back to Beijing, and if anything happens after we return to Beijing, we will come to cover it up with water and earth, it’s nothing to be afraid of — don’t you think?”

"Yes, Your Highness said so."

Mu Qiu smiled and patted the person who was leaning on him, and replied in a warm voice, with a warm look in his eyes, and said with a warm smile, "Actually - I was luckier than my father to meet His Highness." A lot. Even in the previous life, when His Highness had a misunderstanding with me, he never imprisoned me or asked me to do anything. Instead, he let me live, but I still refused to give up. In my previous life, His Highness did not What did you do wrong, it's just that this thought came too late, so don't always blame yourself..."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Hearing what he said, Song Zichen felt a little startled, but still nodded without asking any further questions, and just nodded happily in response.Seeing the weakness and weariness in the man's eyes, he supported him on the soft pillow behind him and kissed his forehead: "Take a rest, don't be too tired. I'll get you some Go get something else to eat, if you need anything, tell them to come to me, don't move around anymore, you understand?"

"well……"

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, responded with a slightly elongated voice, let him tuck himself into the quilt docilely, and couldn't help muttering: "Your Highness is so careful, as if he is afraid that I will move my fetus... "

"W-what?"

Song Zichen almost knocked his head on the ground just after taking a step, and turned his head to look at him in astonishment.She blinked before opening her mouth, but Mu Qiu couldn't stop blushing, and waved her hands impatiently: "Okay, okay, Your Highness, let's go, I'm going to sleep..."

"Okay—then you should be careful, don't move your fetus..."

Song Zichen nodded subconsciously, and responded casually. Seeing that the person on the couch was about to throw things over in an instant, he turned around and ran out of the room without hesitation.

After walking out of the mansion gate quickly, Song Zichen's pace gradually slowed down, and stopped after taking two steps, looking at the heavy snow outside in a quiet trance.Suddenly there was the sound of deliberately light footsteps beside him, and he turned his head to meet Peng Feigui's concerned gaze: "My lord, I heard that Mu Qiu fell ill again this morning...is he better?"

"He always refuses to say it in front of me, as if if he doesn't say it, I won't be able to see it...Obviously the person is already a little shaken, the light in his eyes is also scattered, and there is no blood on his face. But I still insisted on talking and joking with me, my heart was so heavy that I could hardly breathe."

Song Zichen sighed heavily, sat casually on the edge of the corridor, picked up a stone and threw it out vigorously: "Just now I asked the dark guard to go in - I actually could see that his eyes were red, but in the end he didn't dare Ask. I know he must still have a lot of things hidden in his heart, and there is a lot of pressure hidden in his heart, but where did the pressure come from?"

"If I'm not wrong, Mu Qiu probably didn't dare to tell the prince because he was worried about the prince's reaction after knowing..."

Peng Feigui sat down next to him, thought about it, and hesitated for a moment before saying: "After all--the affairs of the royal family are not clean, and there are too many shady things here. Your Highness I know it, but Mu Qiu may not know it, he is hiding it from the prince, probably because he has no idea."

"But it doesn't make sense in the first place—if he doesn't tell me, how will he know what my reaction is?"

Song Zichen shook his head, sighed with a wry smile, and looked up at the gloomy sky helplessly: "Forget it, don't think about it—there are too many things that don't make sense in this world. I just hope that he can recover as soon as possible." Well, nothing else matters..."