The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Take good care of yourself in the car, let's go first and wait for you outside the valley."

Song Zichen was dressed in light armor, turned around and pressed Mu Qiu's shoulder, straightened the cloak for him, then got on his horse and led the army into the valley.Peng Fei looked back at the man who was so thin that he could be blown away by a gust of wind, but in the end he didn't say anything, just sighed softly, got on his horse and followed the team into the valley.

"Join the army, get in the car—if you accidentally catch a cold again, the prince will really beat me to death."

Meng Daxian's voice came from beside him, but Mu Qiu also woke up from his contemplation.He nodded lightly, suppressed the worry in his eyes, and slowly got into the car while leaning on the shaft.

The previous conversation with Peng Feigui didn't yield any results. That person still couldn't understand why someone would willingly risk their life for a relationship, but finally agreed to his request not to inform His Highness about it, and just said it again After all, he can't keep it a secret for too long. Once his life is at stake, he might still have to tell His Highness the truth about Zui Hongchen.At the moment, he couldn't think of any good way to persuade the man to change his mind, so he had to agree temporarily and make plans later.

Marching in the snow is already difficult, but if the weather is not cold and the snow has not yet melted, it will be ten times and a hundred times more difficult.Song Zichen walked for a while but couldn't care less about his image, so he had to get off the horse and pulled the reins and walked forward step by step. He glanced at Peng Feigui, who was also walking forward with his head slumped, and felt annoyed. Chu Lai: "You went to see the general's people, and when you came back, you were still so indifferent. Should you be unhappy or should I be unhappy? What did you tell Mu Qiu? Why did he come out? His complexion is so bad?"

"I know that the prince will have to settle accounts with me later."

Peng Feihui said that it was hard to calm down because of that person's life-threatening insistence like his mother's. Hearing Song Zichen's voice, he felt more and more angry. I had a poisonous one, so I couldn’t help but want to ask for details. Mu Canjun’s face was so bad because he had another illness when I passed by. If I hadn’t entered the tent, he might still be unconscious on the ground. That's it - the prince claims to take good care of him, but it turns out to be such a meticulous method, so it's better not to show it off."

"What did you say - how did you get poisoned again so quickly?"

Song Zichen's eyebrows frowned suddenly, and his heart couldn't stop sinking: "Isn't it just the second day of junior high today... He should have been poisoned on the fifth day of junior high, why did he suddenly come earlier?"

"This poison may not be on time every time. If the body is very weak, or the mood fluctuates too much, it is impossible to tell how many times the poison will occur in a month."

Peng Feigui replied in a calm voice, and couldn't help thinking of the situation when his mother was in pain, and then thinking of that person's peaceful smile as if nothing had happened, he felt more and more panicked in his heart.He knows better than anyone how painful it must be when this poison takes hold, but that person can always pretend nothing happened, as if nothing happened——he still can't figure out how much he has to endure The pain and pressure of the illness, the mother and the father know about it, and the whole family cares for it, but what does that person have?Even with such a body, he had to go out with the army. The love from the monarch, is it really worth the person who chose the same path as his mother without hesitation, and refused to forget his love even if he risked his life?

"Feigui, I feel like you still have something you haven't told me."

Song Zichen was no longer the innocent and bullying prince he was back then, but when he looked at Peng Feigui's reaction, he felt something was wrong.Frowning, looking at the man's hesitant expression, he raised his hand and pressed his shoulder involuntarily: "To be honest, do you know anything else?"

"If you know it, you know it. Whether you can tell the prince, but Mu Canjun from your family has the final say."

Peng Feigui's heart was already in a state of confusion, so he pushed his hand away impatiently, and replied in a cold voice.Song Zichen didn't get angry, instead he just smiled and shook his head, led the horse and continued to walk forward: "Feigui... have you ever thought about it, this is not fair at all."

"what?"

Peng Feigui couldn't help being slightly startled, he frowned and raised his head to look at him.Song Zichen shook his head lightly, with a bit of sadness in his eyes, and smiled very lightly: "Don't let me know anything, don't tell me anything——and then? Since I don't know anything, I always There are times when I do something wrong or I can’t do it. But do I really not want to do it? The truth is the truth, and sooner or later I will not be able to hide it. Instead of making me feel extremely painful and regretful when I find out, why not start from the beginning? Tell me, let me have the right to choose too?"

Peng Feigui had never thought of this before, nor had he ever stood on his side to think about it. Hearing what he said now, he actually felt quite reasonable. .But thinking of the agreement with Mu Qiu, he still forced himself to be cruel and said coldly: "I don't want you to know, it's not to make you suffer. Some things are useless even if you know, there is nothing you can do about it." Choice - just like my father back then, what's the use of knowing everything? But I can only watch my mother vomit blood and weaken day by day, and finally die..."

"Even so, I still want to know."

Song Zichen interrupted him involuntarily, with a strange persistence shining in his dark eyes: "I want to know all the truth, and I don't want Mu Qiu to bear all these alone—if he really I don't want me to know, I can pretend in front of him that I still don't know anything. But Feigui, you have to know, I am a prince, just like you said, seizing the heir is a fate that I can't even escape But once I embark on this path, I will undoubtedly have to give up too many things. I must clearly know whether I have made irreparable mistakes unintentionally among the things I gave up... Do you understand? ?”

"I see……"

Peng Feigui felt guilty for no reason when he looked at him. He felt that the already precarious line of defense seemed more and more vulnerable. He was almost persuaded by the people in front of him, so he could only grit his teeth and insist: "But—— But after all, I have already agreed to Mu Canjun..."

"Feigui, you still haven't understood."

Song Zichen shook his head, pulled the nearly slipping horse back on the right track, and patted its neck comfortingly: "Have you ever thought about it, if one day Mu Qiu would die just because you helped him hide it—— And what irreversible consequences have been caused, is what you did right or wrong today, did you help him or hurt him?"

"I--"

His words finally added a straw to Peng Fei's already shaky position.Looking at Song Zichen's so calm gaze that it almost made people feel terrified, Peng Feigui finally shook his head in disbelief, and sighed very lightly: "I really can't figure it out now, with your ability, you will be tricked by Song Zixuan to this point, you guys How many hearts do people in the royal family have, and how many things do they plan every day..."

"If I hadn't been tricked to this point by him, I wouldn't be what I am today."

Song Zichen smiled wryly, shook his head and sighed very lightly, but still didn't intend to give him a chance to get away with it, so he couldn't help but bring the topic back: "Tell me the truth. What exactly did you tell him? Is there anything you can't tell me?"

"Even if I tell you, you definitely don't want to know at all."

Peng Feigui finally completely disarmed. Thinking that he had only agreed to Mu Qiu's promise, he couldn't help but sighed heavily: "Drunk Hongchen... No, this matter can't start here. Do you know the origin of the Mu family?"

"Going so far?" Song Zichen responded in astonishment, and then hesitated after thinking for a while, "I only know that Mu Qiu's father is the emperor's personal bodyguard, and it seems that he has a close relationship with the emperor..."

"His father was the emperor's personal bodyguard sent by the Ling family, and he followed the emperor before he took the throne. At that time, the emperor was just a prince who had almost nothing to do with the throne, and had almost no status in the palace... The former emperor general Ling The daughter of the family pointed out to the emperor to be his concubine, and on the day of their marriage, Master Ling served the emperor a cup of poisoned wine mixed with drunken mortals, and the guard Mu drank it for him."

"What did you say?"

Song Zichen didn't expect him to have such a explosive content when he opened his mouth, so he turned his head to look at him in astonishment, almost slipping and falling off his feet.Peng Feigui hugged his almost toppled body, pursed his lips and reluctantly turned his head away, and continued to whisper: "Believe it or not, this is when my father begged the emperor to save my mother, and the emperor himself What I said to my father—these are just previous stories, you have to listen clearly, this drunken world is not incomprehensible."

"That's right... Mu Qiu's father not only lived to be 30 years old, I knew - I knew there must be another way!"

Song Zichen felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, but he couldn't care less about Mi Xin's inexplicable shock when he first heard about it. He grabbed Peng Feigui's arm and said anxiously: "Tell me quickly, what method is it, no matter how difficult it is, I will definitely be able to do it." do it!"

Looking at the uncontrollable joy in his eyes, Peng Feigui suddenly remembered his father's ecstatic expression that was almost the same as his, and felt a sudden sadness in his heart, he gritted his teeth and avoided his gaze , forced himself to whisper: "It's Wangqing. The way the emperor saved Mu Canjun's father at the beginning was to kill his mother with his own hands, and told his father to let go of his love. More days to live..."

Before his words fell, the smile on the face of the originally overjoyed person seemed to froze instantly, and was replaced by an unbelievable astonishment, and he shook his head vigorously with a smile and said, "Feigui—don't talk to me!" Just kidding, how could there be such a way? Impossible, obviously—”

Song Zichen's words were suddenly choked up for a long while, and his face turned pale in an instant.

He seemed to finally understand—why the man was so heartless and heartless in his previous life, but he still dragged such a dilapidated body for more than ten years, and finally fell into the prison together protecting him.Why in this life, I have the intention to make up for it everywhere, no matter where the two of them come from, they are much better than in the previous life, but that person's body seems to be weakening faster than in the previous life.

It turned out that all the compensation he made was pushing that person into the abyss of dying step by step.