The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

Chapter 133 Ridiculous

"what?!"

Only halfway through what Yunhuihou said, Song Zichen suddenly felt a deep chill.He straightened up in astonishment, asked in an almost hoarse voice, and hurriedly looked sideways.A few hidden guards from the Yunhuihou's Mansion stepped aside, revealing a luxurious carriage behind. Song Zichen didn't care much, got off the horse hastily and rushed over, opened the curtain of the carriage, and glanced at the carriage. I saw the man lying quietly in the car.

Different from the luxury outside, the inside of this carriage is empty and simple.The only tiger fur fur covered Mu Qiu's body, but the man's complexion didn't improve a bit because of it, it was just a frightening paleness.Song Zichen's legs suddenly softened, and all the strength in his body disappeared in an instant. He almost scrambled and rushed over, and hugged the man forcefully, "Mu Qiu, Mu Qiu!"

The man seemed to be sleeping peacefully, but his body was so cold that Song Zichen couldn't stop shivering.He untied his clothes in a panic, hugged the man into his arms, and tried his best to warm him with his own body temperature, but it seemed that he couldn't make the man even slightly warmer.

The carriage moved forward slowly, but Song Zichen obviously didn't care about these things, he just caressed Mu Qiu's hands in a panic, and rubbed his chest carefully, trying to get the man back to life.However, Mu Qiu seemed to be extremely tired, but fell asleep in his arms, her breathing was as weak as a candle in the wind, as if it would suddenly go out if she was not careful.

Song Zichen didn't dare to let go, but hugged Mu Qiu tightly all the way, and finally felt that the man's body seemed to warm up a little.He tried to force himself to figure out what was going on, but he couldn't concentrate no matter what, and there was only one persistent thought that was so deep that it almost oozes blood.

Mu Qiu...

Looking quietly at the peaceful and gentle eyes of the sleeping man, Song Zichen's tears finally fell.

The carriage finally stopped, but no one asked him to get off, and Song Zichen had no intention of moving.He listened numbly to the voices of people outside, but didn't really listen to a word in his heart. He just quietly looked at the person sleeping in his arms, lowered his head——almost reverently, and kissed one after another. Kiss with tears.

As if disturbed by the cold tears, the man finally frowned slightly, and tilted his head slightly in discomfort.

"Mu Qiu—Mu Qiu!"

Song Zichen was so surprised that he could hardly speak, his arms tightened a little, and he called out a few words in a hoarse voice.Mu Qiu struggled to open his eyes and looked at him, a bit of surprise and relief also flashed in his eyes, he tried his best to raise the corners of his lips, but such a simple movement seemed to affect the blood in his body again, and his complexion became paler and paler Going down, blood overflowed silently along the corner of his lips.

As if he had expected such a result, Song Zichen was no longer flustered, but skillfully wiped the blood from the corner of the man's lips with a handkerchief.His movements were gentle and patient, as much blood oozed from the corners of Mu Qiu's lips, he patiently wiped away as much, until the blood finally became less and less, then he carefully wiped off the last bloodstain for that person, and then A kiss was lightly placed on his cold and pale lips: "Mu Qiu... If there is such a day, I will accompany you, okay?"

Mu Qiu opened his eyes slightly, with a flash of pain in his eyes, he tried his best to hold one of his fingers, squeezed it twice, and shook his head slightly.

Song Zichen was not in a hurry, but patiently helped him to lie down more comfortably, changed a handkerchief, wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and kissed his forehead lightly: "Mu Qiu, I suddenly understood today ——What exactly do I want... As long as I get the antidote for you, we will leave this ghost place and find a secluded and peaceful place, or the cave we found at that time would be good—you will accompany me Let me die, or I will accompany you through this life, and then we will go to reincarnation together, and in the next life, we will go to an ordinary family and stay together, okay?"

Mu Qiu stared at him quietly for a while, there seemed to be a flash of water in his eyes, but it gradually turned into a peaceful and warm color.The corners of the bloodless lips slightly raised a gentle arc, she nodded slightly, then closed her eyes as if she was exhausted, and leaned quietly on his shoulder.

"It's okay, Mu Qiu—sleep well, I know you're tired, you must be very tired. I'll stay with you, I won't go anywhere, I won't care about anyone..."

Song Zichen patted his back lightly, spoke patiently and softly, and kissed his lips lightly.Just as he was about to retreat, the man seemed to move slightly suddenly, weakly catering to his movements.

Song Zichen's breathing stopped suddenly, tears poured down hastily, but he hugged him tightly regardless of everything, and kissed him back deeply, almost reverently.

Even with such lingering movements, the breath of the person in his arms was still peaceful and gentle, soothing his flustered and agitated chest.Song Zichen kissed that person almost in fear, the tip of his tongue pried open his lips and teeth, and the faint bloody breath from Mu Qiu's mouth also rushed into his mouth, making his heart constrict and he could hardly breathe.

After the kiss was over, Mu Qiu panted for a while, and then fell back, leaning against his chest and coughing oppressively.Song Zichen carefully held his breath for him, gently kissed away the tears that had appeared on his face at some point, choked up and called out in a low voice: "Mu Qiu..."

As if a little strength had been infused by this kiss, Mu Qiu suddenly struggled to stand up, clenched his sleeves and raised his head, his eyes were still crystal clear.

Song Zichen couldn't figure out what Mu Qiu was thinking, but he instinctively didn't dare to think about it.She just gently kissed away his tears almost clumsily, hugged him in her arms and comforted him slowly.

The body was pressed against the body, the ears and the temples were entangled, and the skin-to-skin contact finally soothed the fear and uneasiness in their hearts, and the two of them seemed to use this to confirm something.It wasn't until Mu Qiu finally fell asleep leaning on his shoulder that Song Zichen finally seemed to relax suddenly, and burst into tears like rain.

He suddenly understood what was going on, but he would rather not understand—if he didn't understand, he could still pretend that everything was fine, and he could still be his good son and courtier, without hesitation or entanglement , as long as you rush down that road with your head depressed.

But now, everything is impossible.

Carefully wrapped Mu Qiu in tiger fur, Song Zichen held the man firmly in his arms, touched the memorial and threw it out, without raising his head, he said in a low voice: "Elder-in-law, please give this to me." Father, I will not come to the palace again. I am not a person who can afford big things, please don't expect anything from me, father, and I have nothing to do with anything in the court... If you are forced Now, I will take Mu Qiu and disappear, and I will never hinder his old man's eyes again..."

There was a slight sound outside the carriage, probably the eunuch wanted to persuade him, but there was a crisp crack of the whip from the front of the carriage.The wheels turned slowly, and the road turned back when the direction was reversed.

Song Zichen hugged Mu Qiu quietly, feeling that his mood had never been so peaceful and relaxed.It was as if he had suddenly let go of all his obsessions and burdens, all his intrigue and scheming, he just wanted to guard this person until he died, and he didn't want to care about anything else.

Having been taught by Mu Qiu for so long, it's not that he can't see through everything, it's just that he doesn't bother to use his brain when Mu Qiu is around.Why would a royal bodyguard assassinate him so blatantly, and still put the whole thing on Mu Qiu so confidently? Who could set up such a situation calmly? Who knew that both he and Mu Qiu were doing it? What happened, and who is it - who can mobilize the imperial guards...

If he didn't understand at the beginning, Song Zichen would have figured it out all of a sudden when he saw Marquis Yunhui ordering these guards to be beheaded so resolutely, but those guards didn't even dare to resist.

It's ridiculous...

Song Zichen sneered lowly, his gaze finally gradually turned cold.He finally knew why Mu Qiu's father's blood was flowing on Song Zixuan's body, and he still had such a temperament. Now it seems that this is all due to his good father...

If it wasn't for Mu Qiu, he might not have been able to escape the assassination of his father.But the way the father used to repay him was to take the opportunity to set up such a situation to force himself to misunderstand Mu Qiu—as soon as he thought of this incident, he couldn't help the self-mockery and powerlessness in his heart, and his chest felt tight. It was as if he was about to spit out a mouthful of blood, but his eye sockets seemed to have drained all the tears, so dry that he had to blink frequently.

That's the king of a country...Since he doesn't like himself and Mu Qiu so much, why don't he just break up the two of them and use such a painstaking method?

The carriage seemed to understand his thoughts, and sent him all the way back to the palace. Song Zichen got out of the carriage with Mu Qiu in his arms.Mu Feng, who hurried over to meet him, was full of anxious and angry eyes, but his expression was calm and indifferent: "Uncle Feng, please pass on the order—the palace will be closed from today, and the door will not come out. If you still have a lot of poison in your hand, Just help me sprinkle some outside..."

Mu Feng paused, frowned and looked at him for a while, finally nodded, then lowered his voice and said: "I know everything, what are you going to do, just stay in the palace?"

"I don't have any plans to do anything, I just want to watch Mu Qiu wake up, I don't think about anything else."

Song Zichen responded softly, kissed the person in his arms lightly, and then leaned slightly towards Mu Feng and said, "I promised to take good care of Mu Qiu, but I kept taking care of Mu Qiu like this. It should be given to Feng Uncle apologizes, but I can't get away at this time... When Mu Qiu is better, I will give you a good apology."

"No need, just take good care of him..."

Mu Feng struggled to answer in a low voice, looking at the young man's calm eyes that made people feel nervous, he felt unbearable inexplicably in his chest: "You - don't blame yourself too much. If Qiu'er is awake , I wouldn't want to see you like this..."