The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Your Highness—"

Mu Qiu subconsciously responded, then smiled and stopped talking, and just let the man kiss him regardless.

Probably because his body has improved a lot, and he was dressed warmly and thickly. The person in his arms carried a rare warmth, and the warm breath made people feel so relieved that they could hardly hold back their tears.Song Zichen put more force into his embrace, and quietly kissed the person in his embrace, until the two of them could not stop breathing, and finally let go of the person gently, and brought the person to his lips with a smile Kissed gently: "Mu Qiu, I still like to see you alive and kicking - promise me, you will always be like this, okay?"

"Okay——His Highness is the birthday star today, so I naturally listen to His Highness in everything."

Mu Qiu nodded with a light smile, with a gentle and indulgent expression, and patiently met the man's gaze: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will try my best to take good care of myself—even if it's just to make Your Highness worry less and worry less about me." The headache is tangled, and I can't keep tossing around..."

"It's considered that you have a high awareness."

Song Zichen deliberately said something with a straight face, but couldn't help but chuckled, shook his head helplessly, and pulled him into his arms again: "Mu Qiu, actually I wanted to watch the fireworks at that time, didn't I want to be like a big brother?" As I said, coveting the throne and being ambitious... I just think the fireworks are beautiful."

He subconsciously brought out the familiar title, but he didn't want to change it anymore. He just relaxed and continued: "Actually, I was very surprised at that time, why such a simple sentence would make him think of it?" That kind of thing comes to the fore. It was only later that I finally understood that what a person can actually see depends on what the person is thinking..."

"What Your Highness said is not unreasonable—in fact, it may not be that the Third Prince misunderstood His Highness at that time, or maybe it was just that the thorn in the Third Prince's heart was poked by His Highness, and that's why he lost his temper."

Mu Qiu nodded slightly, replied in a gentle voice, and straightened the man's slightly disheveled temple hair, then smiled and held his wrist: "Let's go, let's go home too, don't freeze here gone."

"Okay, go back and go back—look at you, after not holding this hand stove for a while, your hands are cold again."

Song Zichen's face couldn't help turning bloody, and he quickly responded, and handed him the hand stove in his hand, and carefully adjusted the cloak for him twice: "Put on the cloak, don't catch cold—— Is the sable fur warm?"

"Warm, rest assured, Your Highness."

Mu Qiu smiled slightly and nodded slightly, and followed his steps back into the house, Su Tuhe came up from the house quickly, bowing to the two of them in a polite manner: "My lord, sir—— "

"Su Tuhe has a bit of a posture now, but he really looks like a little book boy."

Song Zichen couldn't help chuckling, patted him on the shoulder, and handed him the cloak on his shoulder next.After being praised, the boy's eyes couldn't help but brighten up. He quickly ran to the side with his cloak in his arms, and hung it up carefully on tiptoe. Patted the boy on the forehead: "How is it, is the meal ready?"

"It's ready - the noodles will be cooked soon!"

Su Tuhe nodded vigorously, and was about to help his arm, but Mu Qiu just waved his hand with a smile: "My body is almost healed, and I don't need to keep supporting him, as if I am seventy or eighty... "

The young man's face turned red, he quickly withdrew his hand, and stood aside in a dignified manner.Seeing his reserved appearance, Mu Qiu couldn't help but laugh, patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, and said in a slow voice: "Okay, let's go out and play, don't you want to learn martial arts with the guards and the others for a long time?" ?"

"Really—can I learn it too?"

Su Tuhe raised his head happily, and asked softly in disbelief.Mu Qiu smiled and nodded, patted him on the back lightly, watched him run away quickly, then smiled lightly and shook his head: "This kid's temperament is different from his two brothers, It's kind of rare to be well-behaved..."

"Mu Qiu, I still remember what you said last time, telling me to listen more to the gossip circulating in the capital."

Song Zichen didn't eat well all day. When he saw the food on the table, his eyes lit up. He quickly wiped his hands with a wet handkerchief, then quickly walked over and sat down: "Mu Qiu, I'm not even bragging. ——I can tell which dishes here are made by you. When I was young, every time I didn’t want to eat the dishes in the palace, you secretly cooked them for me. Later, when we grew up, you didn’t do much. I'm cooking..."

"If His Highness likes to eat, I can still make it for His Highness later."

Mu Qiu couldn't help chuckling, and answered patiently and warmly, and sat at the table with him.He served a bowl of rice for each of them, and sighed with regret: "Actually, I prefer to eat, but it's a pity that His Highness gives me porridge every time..."

"So—is that actually the case?"

He raised his head in disbelief, looking at the helpless smile in that person's eyes, Song Zichen couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile: "Look at you - you said you love rice, so I won't make a fuss... ..."

"At any rate, it's His Highness's kindness. How can I be worthy of Your Highness if I don't eat it?"

Mu Qiu smiled lightly and shook his head, knocked on his bowl again, raised his eyebrows solemnly and said: "So--this is also my wish, Your Highness must eat well."

"I actually planned to eat it well, but when you said that, I remembered that bowl of porridge that day again."

Looking vigilantly at the innocent looking guy in front of him, Song Zichen carefully picked up the food with his chopsticks and ate it, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "Look at you, you know how to scare me—isn't this delicious?"

"It's rare for Your Highness to celebrate my birthday with me. Even if I want to trouble Your Highness again, it won't be today."

Mu Qiu couldn't help chuckling, patted his arm comfortingly, said something warmly, and served him some dishes: "Your Highness, don't eat too fast, fill your stomach first. Birthday is For birthday noodles, I asked them to cook them, and they will probably be served right away.”

"It's not rare. From now on, every time I have a birthday, I'll pretend to be sick, close the door, and let the two of us spend it together."

Song Zichen replied solemnly, took two more mouthfuls of rice, and blinked at him meaningfully: "It's just—Mu Qiu, but you said it yourself, you have to rely on me for your birthday." of……"

"I regret."

Mu Qiu opened his mouth calmly and regretted it, and calmly picked up some food with his chopsticks: "Your Highness, don't think too much, I'm not in good health yet..."

"Mu Qiu, it's been more than half a month!"

Song Zichen felt terribly wronged, sat up straight and protested, looked at the man who was sitting upright, turned around as if he was out of breath, and poked the rice in the bowl vigorously: "Mu Qiu, You are not like this, you are easy to deceive..."

"Thanks to the experience provided by Your Highness, I have a much longer memory now."

Looking at his angry look, Mu Qiu endured it for a while, and finally couldn't help but chuckled, and patted him on the shoulder lightly: "Okay—Your Highness, don't act like this on purpose, you can I know that since I was a child, I have always looked down on His Highness the most..."

"Then you still don't listen to me, this is the only chance in a year!"

Hearing that his tone seemed to loosen a little, Song Zichen's eyes flashed with pride, and he turned to look at the person who smiled helplessly: "Mu Qiu, I've endured so hard for so long—I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on anymore , and I’m afraid that your wound hasn’t healed yet, so it’s so hard to hope that you’ll be healed, but you said you still don’t want me to complete a thought…”

"Your Highness, Your Highness——If you continue to complain like this, His Highness, the great general's prestige, will really be gone."

Mu Qiu laughed helplessly, shook his head, and suddenly motioned him to wait.He got up and walked to the door, took the bowl of longevity noodles from the soldiers, and brought it over with his own hands: "Your Highness, eat the noodles quickly, the birthday noodles should be eaten while they are hot, and they will be cold in a while."

"Okay, let's eat together."

Seeing that his face was flushed with blood, Song Zichen stopped teasing him, nodded and took the chopsticks.But Mu Qiu just smiled helplessly, shook his head and said warmly: "This is longevity noodles, how can two people share it--Your Highness can eat it by himself."

"I don't know how happy I would be if I could share half of my extra life with you."

Song Zichen responded, took the person beside him and sat down together, picked up a chopstick noodle and fed it to him: "Be obedient, let's eat half of it each, so it's auspicious, okay?"

Seeing him so serious that he almost had a dignified expression, Mu Qiu's eyes couldn't help softening, she nodded slightly, and opened her mouth to eat the birthday noodles with chopsticks.

Seeing him eat the noodles, Song Zichen finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a satisfied smile in his eyes, took a bite of the noodles himself, closed his eyes and said softly: "Everyone says that you can't make a wish Come out, it won’t work if you say it——then I’ll honestly make a promise, and hope that the gods and Buddhas of the gods will be able to fulfill it..."

His expression was full of piety, obviously he was sincerely begging for this wish.Mu Qiu looked at him quietly, and couldn't help but feel a little warm in his eyes. With a smile, he took a chopstick of food for him: "Your Highness' wish will definitely come true..."

"That would be the best - if it can be realized, let me kowtow step by step, and pray that I will do the same in my previous life."

Song Zichen replied sincerely, met his gaze, and suddenly couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his eyes: "Mu Qiu, speaking of it—you have been making arrangements for me for so many years, and I don't even know you birthday..."

"Your Highness, you don't need to feel guilty about this kind of thing—in fact, I don't know it myself."

Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing, shook his head helplessly, met the man's astonished gaze, looked at him sincerely and said: "It's true, when I was adopted by my father, my father didn't know my birthday, and later it was fixed It was not suitable for a few days, so I didn't make any special arrangements—"