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

The pavilion is built on the lake, with screens painted with plum blossoms on all sides, leaving only a small gap for people to enter.

Under the feet is the lake water sparkling, dead leaves falling, rippling, very quiet, just like Jiang Zeyou's temperament, everything is so familiar.

As if he was still alive, still the general with Jiang Zeyou in his eyes.

The palace man stopped by the lake and made a gesture of invitation to the path leading to the pavilion.

Chen Moyun walked unhurriedly, pretending to be calm, his emotions were overwhelmed, he resisted the urge to take the hairpin from his hair and stab him in the heart angrily.

The people in the pavilion had already changed the gorgeous yellow robes on the banquet, and turned their backs to him.Dressed in white clothes, with a wooden hairpin stuck in his jet-black hair, he is very simple, different from him at today's banquet.

"Your Majesty." Chen Moyun bent over and cupped his hands, lowering his head slightly.

He turned around and just looked at him like that, looking and looking, his eyes became wet.He reached out to touch Chen Moyun's face, and that hand trembled a little.

"His Majesty?"

He suddenly hugged him into his arms and buried his head on Chen Moyun's shoulder for a long time.

"Your Majesty?" Chen Moyun called again.

"Once upon a time, I had a very good friend. He regarded me as his confidant. I found it ridiculous because he had never understood me. What he knew about me was what I wanted him to know." He said Sighed slightly.

"Later, after I killed him, I realized that he was the only person beside me who could talk..."

After a long time, Jiang Zeyou let go and slowly left his arms.

Looking at his earlobe, he shook his head with a wry smile, and with this smile, tears came down.

Exquisite facial features, eyes full of regret, this appearance of pear blossoms with rain is really distressing.

Chen Moyun looked at him, relatively speechless.If he had seen him so sad before, Chen Moyun must be blaming himself.

But now, his heart towards him is as dead as ashes, and all thoughts are gone.

The night was getting deeper, and the rain started to fall on the lake, ticking and ticking, which disturbed people's mind.

"I have sent someone to the Hou's Mansion to inform you that you will stay in the palace for a few days, so you can stay tonight!" She was still gentle as always, "I want to get to know you."

Jiang Zeyou took the umbrella sent by the palace man, held his wrist tightly, walked into the rain with the umbrella, and smiled.

The palace people were stunned for a moment. Ever since General Lin left, they hadn't seen their prince's smile.

The room he lived in was the wing of the imperial study, which was also where he used to live.

The furnishings in the house have not changed, it is very clean, it should be empty after he left.

After Jiang Zeyou sent him to the house, he went back to the imperial study.

The night was very quiet, except for the ticking of the rain.

……

When Chen Moyun got up, a few palace servants knelt beside the bed at some point, and black clothes, accessories, and a wooden hairpin were neatly placed on the table.

It was exactly the same as the one Jiang Zeyou wore last night.

"The slaves are the ones sent by the emperor to serve the young master, and the young master will be the master of the slaves from now on." The palace people kowtow respectfully.

He got up and took a shower.The palace servants waited on him to dress and put hairpins on him.

These were all worn by him during his lifetime.

The maid wiped some rouge on her hand, and wiped away the red mole on his earlobe.

Chen Moyun grabbed her outstretched hand without much effort, and looked at her and felt a little familiar. "Why?"

"This is what your majesty means. Your majesty likes young master very much! No one can enter this room except the maid who cleans it. You are the first!" The maid in charge smiled.

A flattering look.

Chen Moyun let go of her hand and let her wipe off the conspicuous red mole. After thinking for a long time, he remembered that this was Hong'er who had been serving Jiang Zeyou before.

He suddenly smiled sarcastically.

Oh, I like it!

If you like it, how could you be so decisive back then, even innocent people in the general's mansion would be implicated.

He looked in the bronze mirror, the red mole was slowly covered by rouge, and he really felt that he was still alive.

After tidying up, the palace servants put the breakfast on the table, there were more than a dozen pastries, and a large bowl of sweet jujube porridge, plus a candied haws.

These were all his favorite food when he was alive, and when he was about to move his chopsticks, the man in a yellow robe came late.

It should be early morning.

Jiang Zeyou looked at him carefully and nodded in satisfaction.

Before he got up to salute, Jiang Zeyou sat down, skillfully picked up the small bowl in front of Chen Moyun, filled it with some sweet jujube porridge, and handed it to him.He picked up the small plate again, put a few pastries on it and placed it in front of him.

It still seems to be the same as before, nothing has changed.

"Your Majesty, don't you like this mole on the lower earlobe?" He asked intentionally.

This question made the face of the person in front of him a little ugly. If he didn't speak, for a moment he really thought that Lin Luobai was still there.

He lowered his head to drink porridge, and returned after a long time: "My old friend, there is no such red mole on his earlobe."

Chen Moyun wanted to sneer, but on the surface he remained as if nothing had happened, drinking his favorite sweet jujube porridge, like chewing wax.

Chen Moyun eats rudely on purpose and sucks porridge loudly. Before his death, Jiang Zeyou was a very clean and elegant person.

Sure enough, he started to frown, dissatisfied: "Since you have his face, don't insult him."

"However, I was born like this, and I can't compare to the old friend of the emperor." Chen Moyun sucked porridge louder.

"Yeah, what am I expecting? It's just an illegitimate child!"

Like him, they are all shameless.

Jiang Zeyou put down the small bowl in his hand, and looked at Chen Moyun coldly.

The palace people were so frightened that they knelt down one after another.

I haven't seen him for a few years, the little white rabbit has turned into a bad wolf, and he has such a big temper.

"That's right, I am! Vulgar and disrespectful, the illegitimate child is less than one ten-thousandth of General Lin's." He deliberately said, "But no matter how good he is, what can he do? In the end, he was killed by the king." Already!"

Finally, Jiang Zeyou was driven into anger, he slammed the table and stood up, his eyes were dark and cold.

It seemed that in the next second, his head would be lost.

Chen Moyun was frightened, he had never seen Jiang Zeyou with such eyes before he was alive, he never imagined that those clean and penetrating eyes before would be so dark.

"It's not him after all." Jiang Zeyou shook his head, as if he had recognized the reality, he sat down and chewed slowly.

As if nothing happened.

Chen Moyun breathed a sigh of relief, but he was not in the mood to eat this carefully prepared breakfast.

After Jiang Zeyou finished eating, he said slowly: "The porridge is a bit rotten, kill it."

Chen Moyun was confused, Jiang Zeyou wiped his mouth gracefully, got up and left.

He asked curiously, "Kill who?"

"The person who cooks the porridge." Jiang Zeyou replied flatly. He walked outside the door and said again: "Change this body and give him another room to live in."

After all, no one can replace him...

"Yes!" The maid in charge gave Chen Moyun an angry look.

Their monarch went crazy in the year when General Lin Luobai died and killed many, many people.

Every time he kills a person, he will immerse himself in the clear pool of the imperial garden.

That year, the palace maids and eunuchs passing by the imperial garden, the concubines would always see him in plain white filial piety clothes, with a red plum blossom like blood on his forehead, and his straight black hair tied casually with a white ribbon. with.

The water covered his chest, he slightly lowered his head to look at the jade pendant in his hand, and kept pouring wine into his mouth with the other hand, tears streaming down his face after a while, he couldn't tell whether it was the pool water or his tears.

It was not easy for the monarch to return to normal and lose his brutal temper, but he did not expect to become as terrifying as before.

And all this is because of the person in front of him who looks exactly like General Lin.

Hong'er, the maid in charge, roughly untied Chen Moyun's clothes, with an extremely impatient expression on her face.

"Don't talk about it, I'll do it myself!" Chen Moyun hated others making faces for him the most.

Now even the court ladies dare to show him face, it's really cold in the world.

"Aunt Hong, Your Majesty is going to Qingtan again!" A younger court lady hurried in, crying until she was crying.

Hong'er was startled, and gave Chen Moyun another hard look.Hastily said: "Go and invite Wu Taiyi to come, and, has your majesty got wine?"

"Take it." The little maid cried even harder.

As soon as Hong'er heard this, she couldn't care about Chen Moyun's affairs, and ran towards Qingtan in a hurry.

It's really fatal, the wine is so strong, the whole body will become hot after drinking, and the Qingtan is bitingly cold, and the cold and heat are mixed, and I will get sick again.

After she left, Chen Moyun changed into his own clothes and walked towards the imperial garden unhurriedly.

During the years he has been there, nothing has changed in this palace.

The words he carved on the rockery back then are still there, the plum tree is still the same as before, but the person is gone.

"Your Majesty, come up quickly, you are sick, who cares about the government?"

The tone of voice was crying, it was Hong'er's voice.

Chen Moyun walked to the stone engraved with the clear pool, and saw the clean and slender white shadow half submerged in the water, Tan Zhongren's long hair kept dripping water, and the jade pendant in his hand was very familiar.

My heart hurts slightly, are you still worried about the person in front of you?She still feels sorry for that person, have you forgotten the person who died in the General's Mansion because of him?

Watching and watching, the past of his life came to the fore again.

"Ayou, don't run away, return the jade pendant to me..."

In the afterglow of the evening, the clean and elegant boy was bouncing and running, and suddenly stepped on a round cobblestone, slipped on his foot, and fell backwards.

Seeing the momentum, the young man in Xuanyi who was chasing him jumped up, stepped on the water and walked towards him, doing a good job with lightness.

Steadily catching the person who was about to fall, he was slammed to the ground by the person on his back, and almost rolled into the clear pool behind him.

"Luo Bai, are you okay!" Jiang Zeyou got up embarrassedly, and helped the general who was still lying on the ground.

"I'm sorry." He lowered his head guiltily and murmured, his voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and he looked so pitiful that one couldn't bear to blame him.

"I'm sorry, is it useful? I almost fell!" Lin Luobai pretended to be very angry.

Seeing Jiang Zeyou's head lowered a little, his heart softened a little. "Unless you say, what should I do if I'm sorry again in the future!"

"Jiang Zeyou swears that if I feel sorry for Lin Luobai and hurt Lin Luobai's heart in the future, then...just..."

Suddenly he glanced at Qingtan, a smile appeared in his eyes, and then he walked step by step into the depths of the cold pool, vowing, "Just soak in this clear pool every day, let the coldness invade the bone marrow, life would be worse than death..."

The beautiful sunset glow on the horizon was reflected in the clear pool, and he stood there, like a banished fairy in the sky, clean and refined, untainted by the mundane world.

Lin Luobai didn't expect him to make such a ruthless oath, feeling a little guilty, looked at his own jade pendant in his hand, and said softly: "This jade pendant was specially made for me by my father. Seeing that you like it so much, I will give it to you." Here you go, but you must keep it safe."

"Yeah!" The boy stood in the water, his smile was prettier than the colorful clouds in the water...

"Your Majesty, stop drinking! Please, if you do this, General Lin will be sad in the sky!" Hong'er's eyes were red and swollen, she knelt on the ground and begged.

With this sound, Chen Moyun pulled back to reality.

"He, how could he be sad, he should hate me to death!" As he said, he threw the flagon in his hand into the water, leaned back and sank heavily into the water.

Chen Moyun sneered, rushed over, submerged in the water, picked up the drunk man, and staggered towards the shore.

The water was bone-chillingly cold, and the man was frighteningly icy.

Chen Moyun sent him to the bedroom and left.

Do you think that if you torture yourself, you can really be forgiven by the world?

Wouldn't that be too cheap for the villain in this world? He wants to drag him from his position above ten thousand people and throw him into the mud, so that he can never be restored.

Destroy everything he cherishes and cares about...