After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

Early the next morning, Song Yaoxu woke up in a daze and felt that he had a headache, and when he sat up, he felt a dull pain in the back of his neck.

He frowned and rubbed the back of his neck to get up, and then saw Qi Zizhen in a thin black dress standing in front of the window not far away.

Qi Zizhen folded his hands on his chest, with an indifferent expression on his brows and eyes, vaguely tired, as if he hadn't slept all night.

The window beside him was open, and the cold morning wind continuously poured into the room, slightly blowing the hem of his clothes, making people notice the dazzling bright red on his fair neck.

In addition, when he crossed his arms over his chest, his right hand was on top, and the wide cuffs slipped off slightly, revealing a thin wrist, and there was a striking red mark on the wrist.

"Zizhen..."

Song Yaoxu was stunned for a while, and just opened his mouth to let out a soft cry. Before he could say anything, he saw Qi Zizhen, who was looking out the window, look back at the sound, his eyes were emotionless, so indifferent that one felt like falling into an ice cellar.

——This expression is no different from Qi Zizhen when we first met in this life.

Song Yaoxu's heart skipped a beat, he was flustered for some reason, and wanted to call him again.

However, at this moment, Qi Zizhen's body moved, and he dodged to the front of the bed, leaned over and half pressed on Song Yaoxu's body, a cold light reflected from the dagger in his hand.

He supported Song Yaoxu's side with one hand, one bent knee was pressing on Song Yaoxu's leg, and the cold blade was pressed against the skin on the side of his neck.

He squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the dazed and bewildered eyes of Song Yaoxu, as if he couldn't react for a while.

"Zizhen... what's the matter with you?" Song Yaoxu obviously still didn't understand the situation, and was forced to fall back, raising his head slightly, revealing a larger piece of his fragile neck.

Qi Zizhen's eyes were unclear, and he lowered his voice and asked indifferently: "Your Highness, do you think it's fun to lie to me?"

Song Yaoxu seemed even more confused when he heard it, his dark eyes were full of ignorance, as if he didn't understand what he was saying at all.

Qi Zizhen paid attention to his reaction, lowered his eyelashes, and said, "Your Highness is also reborn, right?"

He asked in a very soft voice, as if he would miss it if he just wandered off inadvertently.

Song Yaoxu could hear clearly, and his eyes widened slightly.

Before he could explain, Qi Zizhen suddenly withdrew his hand again, stood up and threw the dagger onto the table, hitting the scabbard that had been placed on the table with a "bang".

He looked at Song Yaoxu who was still out of the situation, his eyes were still cold, vaguely irritated: "Sorry, I'll go out and calm down."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving only an ink-colored back, indifferent and alienated, like the ink bamboo retreating into the winter, losing his original color.

Song Yaoxu's heart twitched, and he immediately got up to find him to explain.

But Qi Zizhen left too decisively, and when he came out of the reaction, he was no longer in the yard.

Song Yaoxu stood at the door of the room and looked at the empty yard, feeling a little empty in his heart for a moment.

He could clearly feel that Qi Zizhen was angry, and the reason was definitely not just because of the rebirth.

What exactly did he do last night?

Song Yaoxu suddenly began to regret the risky attempt yesterday.

On the other side, Qi Zizhen walked out of the yard quickly and then went straight to the gate of the Sheriff's Mansion. He met Tang Leyuan on the way and didn't stop at all.

He was in a very disturbed mood now, even after a whole night of calmness, he couldn't calm down.

Last night, he took advantage of the drunken Song Yaoxu's distraction and slashed at the back of his neck to make him faint for a while, and then he leaned against the window to try to calm himself down.

He thought about countless possibilities for Song Yaoxu to deceive him, but in the end he always felt something was wrong.

If Song Yaoxu really knew about Guanwang in his previous life, wouldn't the disguise in this life be too realistic?

He didn't believe that Song Yaoxu could even pretend to be so nervous and unbearable when he first entered the battlefield.

But if that wasn't the case, then why did he make such fierce moves?

Qi Zizhen thought for a long time, and finally decided to test Song Yaoxu when he woke up in the morning.

He deliberately attacked Song Yaoxu by surprise. If Song Yaoxu really knew martial arts, he would have a subconscious resistance reaction—even if he didn't have a body, his expression would show it to some extent.

However, Song Yaoxu's performance was exactly the same as that of him who was completely incapable of martial arts.

At that time, Qi Zizhen actually breathed a sigh of relief for a moment. He tried to comfort himself that Song Yaoxu was just more courageous after drinking, more active, and loves to talk nonsense.

So he tried again with the matter of rebirth, but this time Song Yaoxu's reaction shattered his original luck.

Song Yaoxu was really reborn.

Qi Zizhen couldn't help being even more disturbed.

If Song Yaoxu's character is really not a disguise, and he is really reborn, then it is easy to understand why he will treat himself in this life.

And because of his overflowing guilt and kindness.

If Qi Zizhen had had the confidence to say that Song Yaoxu's intentions for him were also true before, now he suddenly became uncertain.

He really knew Song Yaoxu too well before, once he decided that the tragedy was caused by his own fault, he would definitely be willing to make sacrifices to make up for it.

Then his intention for himself is very likely just that he doesn't want his thoughts to fail, that's all.

Such feelings were unequal from the beginning.

Qi Zizhen suddenly felt that his life had become a joke again.

And he used to be so swearing.

He walked all the way from the Sheriff's Mansion to the streets of Chongping County, looking at the people coming and going in the streets, most of their faces were filled with the joy of the end of the war.

The noisy crowd, the joyful atmosphere, he was out of tune with everything around him.

The autumn breeze rolled over the hem of his clothes, and the swishing coolness passed over the thin fabric and hit him, but he didn't seem to notice it, just walked forward silently.

He didn't know how long he walked until he came to a secluded forest.

The sound of rustling leaves echoed in front of the silent grove, and after each sound, countless withered yellow leaves would fall, swaying and falling to the ground, covering a thick layer.

In front of the grove, there is a half-person-high stone tablet with the word "Qiulin" neatly written on it.

Standing by the window without sleep all night, and unknowingly walking a long way, Qi Zizhen felt tired after a while.

He took the opportunity to walk to the stone tablet, sat down against the cold stone wall, hugged his knees with his hands, and buried his head in his knees.

A strong sense of sleepiness swept over him, and he didn't know if it was an inexplicable petty temper. He simply curled up under the stone tablet and fell asleep in such a state and posture.

Song Yaoxu, who came all the way under the guidance of Tang Leyuan, looked at the huddled figure under the stele, and recalled his situation in the cell at that time.

Song Yaoxu knew that Qi Zizhen probably didn't want to see him for the time being, so after a while he should have fallen asleep, he walked over lightly, and gently covered Qi Zizhen with the specially brought cloak.

At the same time, he estimated the general direction of the wind, and sat beside Qi Zizhen to somewhat shield him from the wind.

When Qi Zizhen woke up again, it was almost time for lunch.

When he opened his eyes dimly, he felt a tingling pain on his neck, as if his movements accidentally involved the wound.

He took a breath of cool air and straightened up, and suddenly felt something slipped from his shoulder.

...a cloak?

Qi Zizhen, who had just woken up, was still a little dazed, and then he heard a familiar and gentle voice next to his ear.

"Awake? But did you touch the wound?"

He turned his head and met Song Yaoxu's gentle eyes as always.

Perhaps knowing his mood, Song Yaoxu smiled slightly again: "For now, regardless of what happened last night, come back with me to treat the wound first, is that okay?"

Qi Zizhen looked at the concern and request in his eyes, and after being silent for a while, he still couldn't bear to refuse, so he nodded lightly.

Seeing this, Song Yaoxu seemed to be slightly relieved, with more smiles on his brows and eyes, he gently pulled him up, and led him by the hand all the way back to the room of the Sheriff's Mansion.

The wound medicine was already prepared in the room, Song Yaoxu asked him to sit on the bed, picked up the wound medicine and said softly: "Then I started?"

Qi Zizhen still didn't change much in expression, and nodded silently.

Song Yaoxu didn't say anything more, and carefully gave him the wound medicine. On the way, he saw that Qi Zizhen had no other reaction except for frowning occasionally.

It was very similar to his reaction when he gave Qi Zizhen the medicine at first.

Song Yaoxu felt a little sour in his heart, but he finished applying the medicine on his neck as carefully and focusedly as possible, and then turned to his wrist.

But at this moment, Qi Zizhen, who had always been silent, suddenly asked, "When and why did your Highness die in your previous life?"

Song Yaoxu paused before answering: "About half a month after your unjust death, I felt guilty for more than half a month because of you being wronged. When I woke up one day, I found that I was back in the 23rd year of Hongchu."

After Qi Zizhen heard it, his expression was calm, and he asked again: "It's just a case that His Highness is presiding over, why should His Highness blame himself when the evidence is solid?"

Listening to his tone that was the same as that of the previous period, Song Yaoxu's eyes became a little dark: "It's not just that."

After saying this, he sighed before continuing to answer: "Do you still remember that time in that small shabby house in your previous life? Actually, I saw your desperate eyes at that time."

Qi Zizhen looked up at him, and saw that there seemed to be more distress in his eyes.

"At that time, I was thinking, you shouldn't be that kind of person, and I was hesitant to say a good word for you, at least to make your life better during the trial.

"But just when I was hesitating, you had already been taken away. Later, because I was busy with New Year's Eve, I temporarily left your affairs behind."

"But I didn't expect that I would wait for the news of your death a few days later."

Song Yaoxu's hand holding Qi Zizhen's wrist tightened slightly, but he kept it within a range that would not hurt him.

"After that, I have been thinking, if I hadn't hesitated at that time, and I could have given you even a better environment, would you have been able to survive the first day of the Yuan Dynasty, until the day when you would recover your innocence."

The gentle voice was suppressed into a low voice, slowly covered with a layer of depression.

Qi Zizhen's expression remained unchanged, he looked at Song Yaoxu quietly, as if he wanted to ask more questions.

But this time Song Yaoxu spoke before him.

He smiled apologetically: "I also admit that I took the initiative to find you in this life because of guilt and self-blame, and wanted to make up for you. But later, I brought you to the East Palace to treat you sincerely because of your talent. "

Song Yaoxu stroked the red mark on Qi Zizhen's wrist with one hand, then slowly took his hand, kissed his cold wrist, and looked up at him seriously.

"Your talent deserves to be cherished by everyone in the world, so I don't want you to be buried."

"I want you to be remembered by everyone in the world, because this is what you deserve."

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