After the rebirth, the way the prince looks at me has changed

Early in the morning, An Yicheng went into the palace to have breakfast with Emperor Lin.

Emperor Yao knew that he had cultivated influence in Yao country, but he did not report the spies of Yao country, which Emperor Lin could not tolerate.

Anyicheng gave Emperor Lin a bite of food, while he ate obsequiously, rubbing his knees on purpose every now and then.

Seeing his grievance, Emperor Lin felt a little distressed, and also brought him some food.

"Does it hurt to kneel?" Although he felt distressed in his heart, his tone was deliberately not salty.

"You shouldn't hide it from me. Since ancient times, the most taboo thing is the separation of monarchs and ministers, let alone you and I are father and son."

"I know I'm wrong, but I'm just eager to do meritorious service, and I want to interrogate something first, and I'm suing my father, I hope my father will forgive me."

He put down the bowl and chopsticks, and respectfully knelt down in front of Emperor Lin, still looking very aggrieved.

"It's good to know what's wrong, I'll teach your elder brother how to do this."

"Father..."

"Don't say anything else, I just love you too much, and I feel ashamed of Zexi." Emperor Lin helped him up.

It's time to kill his vigor, otherwise I don't know what will be kept from him in the future.

He thought that by coming here to show weakness and pretend to be wronged, he would be able to take back the right to interrogate the man in black. It seems that this time he has really touched Emperor Lin's scales.

An Yicheng was in a very bad mood, and had already beaten out a few of the maids in the room.

"They said get out, didn't you hear me!" Anyicheng swung a cup on his body, and rubbed his full forehead with his slender fingers.

"Your Highness." Si Muqing picked up the cup, "The traitor has been found."

How could he, An Zexi, know about the man in black if it wasn't for someone in the mansion to inform him.

Seeing that it was Si Muqing, Anyicheng's anger subsided a little, but he still frowned beautifully. "killed."

"Yes." She paused, wanted to say something but seemed to be worried about something.

Anyicheng frowned even more, "Is there anything else?"

"King Cen came to ask for someone."

If it didn't work out as she expected, another golden cup fell from the hand of the hall master.

"If Gu asks you to kill King Cen one day, what will you do?" A sentence without beginning or end.

Si Muqing didn't expect him to ask such a question suddenly, and knelt down in fear. "Only obey."

"Why do people who work for orphans take poison?" He picked up another gold cup on the table and played with it absently.

It seems that as long as one answer is wrong, the glass will be smashed down.

"Those who are not loyal to His Highness." Suddenly she was in a trance.

Si Muqing thought that she would bury her feelings for An Zexi deeply, so An Yicheng let her take the medicine after discovering her feelings for King Cen?

Sure enough, nothing escaped his eyes.

"Si Muqing realizes his mistake." She kowtowed, "The crown prince is so kind, Si Muqing will never forget it. My relationship with King Cen is over, and I will be the prince's man for the rest of my life."

Anyicheng put down the cup in his hand, and his tone eased a lot. "Hand him over."

An Zexi always thought that An Yicheng snatched Si Muqing from him, but it was not the case.

The soldiers who fled back to Lin Kingdom were afraid of being blamed by Emperor Lin, so they all said that An Zexi had died on the battlefield. In addition, Emperor Lin sent several waves of people but failed to find him, so An Zexi's funeral was held.

At that time, An Zexi did not tell Si Muqing his real identity.When she brought him to Lin Country, An Zexi fell ill, very seriously.

At night, the dead leaves were flying, and the sound of the rain accompanied by the plaintive voices of the refugees was very noisy.

Si Muqing, An Zexi and the refugees huddled together in a dilapidated temple. Although there was a fire, they couldn't squeeze into the middle.

Si Muqing hugged An Zexi, who had a high fever, and curled up in a corner. The straw under his body was wet and stuck, making him uncomfortable.

After a whole night like this, on the second day, she fed some water to him who was unconscious, only to feel that he was getting sicker.

Some old people among the refugees said that he was going to die soon, and if he couldn't find any more medicine.

Si Muqing hugged him stubbornly, Dou Da tears kept falling down, she had never been so sad, and cried so bitterly.

She has lost her father and brother.

She regards the person in her arms as her relatives, but now she seems to be unable to keep him anymore!

She suddenly remembered the hand that was trying desperately to grab her.

Thinking of Chen Moyun calling her name incessantly in the crowd, over and over again, she finally cried even harder.

People come and go on the street, no one notices a dirty little girl crying and begging in the rain.

No one noticed that her dropped purse was kicked around and ended up in the river.

She cried by the river for a long time, but no one paid attention to her.

"Little girl, what's wrong with you?" The person in front of him was an old beggar in his 40s.

He has an ugly face, wretched eyes, ragged clothes, and a stench constantly emitting from his body, and passers-by have to stay out of the way.

But in her eyes, she is kind and amiable. Perhaps when she is the most lonely and helpless, just a word of concern from a stranger can move her so much that she loses her guard.

She told him about her difficulties, and Dou Da's tears fell again.

He stretched out his hand, and she just put her dirty little hand on it defenselessly, just because of the old beggar's words. "The best genius doctor in Lin Country is my old friend, he may be able to help you."

At that time, why didn't she think that a penniless old beggar would be friends with a doctor who even the rich and powerful might not be able to make friends with?

But she still left with him, because she wanted to save An Zexi.

She always remembered that it was a dark alley full of stench.

The alley was full of old beggars like him. They looked at her as if they were prey, and their dull eyes were full of wretchedness.

She was afraid, her whole body was trembling, and she firmly grasped the old beggar's hand.

The further you go, the darker it becomes.The cries and cries for help of the girl in pain echoed.

She finally realized that something was wrong, he shook off the old beggar's hand vigorously, and ran back desperately.

All the old beggars behind got up and surrounded her. A pair of dirty and filthy hands reached out to her, touched her skirt, and tore it off fiercely.

She cried and slammed like a trapped animal, but she still couldn't escape the claws of these demons.

She didn't know whose muddy hand she bit, or who slapped her hard. She finally fell to the ground, looking desperately at the Kongming Lanterns that filled the sky.

The light seemed so faint that she couldn't see clearly.

It turns out that today is Lantern Festival, a day for family reunion.

She no longer had the strength to control those disgusting hands wandering around her body, she didn't cry or cry, she reached out to grab the broken tiles beside her.

Hold it in your hand and slowly move it towards your neck.

She thought, go to the underworld and wait for An Zexi, he won't be too lonely on the way.

At this time, a big red Kongming lantern tied with a rope fell down, and she saw the big words "An Yicheng" written on it.

Then a boy turned over from the wall and saw this scene.

The naked girl, with ugly and wretched faces, and those disgusting hands.

He pulled out the long sword at his waist and cut off the sinful hands of these old beggars.

For a moment, hoarse screams echoed in the alley.

He helped the girl up, but the girl grabbed the sword in his hand and stabbed one after another old beggars whose arms had been cut off.

With bloodshot eyes, she stepped towards the old beggar who coaxed her step by step, full of hatred. "Damn you—"

The old beggar got up in fear, but his heart had already been pierced by a sword.

She thought she was liberated, but suddenly she couldn't hold the sword steadily in her hand, she knelt down heavily, covered her face and wept, the sound of crying was heartbreaking.

Anyicheng took off the cloak and put it on her blood-stained body.

"You follow me, I guarantee that no one will be able to bully you in the future." The boy picked up the Kongming lantern and saw that the wick had gone out.

She returned to the mansion with Anyi, and from then on, she fell in love with Wujian.

She went back to find An Zexi, but he was no longer there.

The refugee told her that it was An Zexi's family who found him. Many people came and they were well dressed. He should be a child of a wealthy family.

So she let him go.

……

"Why did you hand over Nan Guoyin to King Cen!"

As soon as Si Muqing came out with his front foot, Chen Moyun came in with his back foot.

An Yicheng managed to calm down. With this roar, he really wanted to smash the cup in his hand at the intruder.

"Gu is the prince! Are you questioning Gu? What is your identity? You are just a pet that Gu idles around and has nothing to do. You are worthy of questioning Gu!"

He held his forehead, his tone was cold, he endured again and again, not for Chen Moyun to climb on top of him.

So what about the prince, Lin Luobai didn't pay much attention to the former emperor of Yao Kingdom.

But who made him Chen Moyun now.

"Chenmo agrees to commit the crime below, and I hope His Highness will forgive me." He said seriously.

Mingming's eyes are full of dissatisfaction, and he still pretends to be sincerely repentant. Is this still the soft persimmon he let him handle before?

Suddenly An Yicheng lost his temper.

"Come up." An Yicheng knocked on the seat next to him.

"It's inappropriate in broad daylight!" Chen Moyun declined.

The attendant frowned, not avoiding causing trouble, he reluctantly went up.

A man can bend and stretch, but revenge depends on the mountain in front of him.

He always thought that he could use his strength to become Anyicheng's number one leader, but now this person seems to only care about his beauty.

As soon as he sat down, An Yicheng happily squeezed over. Chen Moyun looked at the vacant seat over there, and dared not speak out.

Finally squeezed, someone logically picked him up.

"Gu is good everywhere, but this chair is too small."

Shameless, really shameless.

Chen Moyun sat in his arms, neither raised nor lowered his head, he really didn't want to see An Yicheng's hungry eyes.

There was a cold touch from the waist, and it was still going downstream. Although it was through the underwear, it still gave people goosebumps.

Chen Moyun hurriedly held the restless hand.

"Your Highness, I am your retainer, not your entertainer."

"Really?"

"Don't...don't go down!" Chen Moyun also used his other hand, holding the hand on his waist tightly with both hands.

Seeing his anxious look and blushing cheeks, An Yicheng's eyes were filled with joy that was about to overflow.

He suddenly withdrew his hand, and the other hand pressed down on Chen Moyun's hands that were still on his waist. The hand that was warmed by Chen Moyun's waist pressed down on the back of Chen Moyun's head.

She kissed his warm thin lips, very sweet.

This licking action is so smooth and flowing, it is too fast.

"Wear less in the future." Someone looked at An Yicheng's white undershirt with disgust.

Chen Moyun lowered his head, eyes full of killing intent.

In Anyicheng's view, he just lowered his head because of shyness.

"Su Ziyu is also a lone guest, and he is not singing with this king every night." A certain person let go of his mouth in satisfaction, puzzled.

The hatred in Chen Moyun's eyes was even worse, and his face turned blue and purple.

Su Ziyu was originally an actor and grew up in a brothel. Although he didn't receive customers, he was still an actor with a humble status.

How dare you compare him with Su Ziyu, damn it.

Chen Moyun shook off An Yicheng's hand, broke free from his embrace, and put on the messy coat carelessly.

"Since that's the case, His Highness, let Su Ziyu come and sing every night! What are you doing to me?"

"It's because Gu pampered you too much at ordinary times, who allowed you to talk like this."

An Yicheng was in a bad mood today, he could bear it if he committed the crime once or less, but he couldn't bear it twice.

Chen Moyun wanted to argue again, but suddenly felt that it was unnecessary.

He has no power or power now, and in the eyes of this high-ranking prince, he may not even be considered an actor, at most he is just a plaything.

Why is he so angry? An actor is an actor. Revenge is important.

"Mo Yun knows his mistake."

It's this kind of unconvinced look again, he hates this look the most.

"Come up!" He said coldly without the gentle tone before.

Even though he was unwilling in every possible way, Chen Moyun still went up.

"Your Majesty!"

fed up.

Chen Moyun clenched his fists tightly, suppressed his anger, and knelt down expressionlessly.

"Take it off." He just let this unconvinced person know what obedience is.

As a great general, he has never suffered such humiliation. He used to humiliate others.

But under pressure, he did it anyway.

Chen Moyun's hand rested on the belt around his waist, but he really couldn't untie it.

He would rather be pierced by thousands of arrows on the battlefield than kneel here and be forced to take off his clothes.

He also has reverse scales.

Or, beg for mercy!But seeing An Yicheng's angry look, it must be seen that he takes it off.