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

When he walked out of the palace gate, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the surroundings were shrouded in darkness, gloomy, just like his heart at the moment.

Si Muqing saw that he looked out of his mind and was on the verge of falling, so he stepped forward to support him with some worry.

It was the first time they saw him so lost since they met each other.

Su Ziyu leaned against the carriage with his sword in his arms, he really couldn't stand Chen Moyun's lifeless look these days.

He regarded him as a key opponent, but he didn't expect that this man would fall for a little girl before they confronted each other head-on.

He rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "You are really not a man. If you really can't see the suffering of your sweetheart, you should try your best to save her. You are dying all day long. What can you change? I still think that Your Highness I will pity you and help you save her, but I still think you are a powerful person, so I can't take a little blow!"

"Ayu!" Si Muqing cast a reproachful glance at him, Su Ziyu shrugged and closed his mouth.

Unexpectedly, Chen Moyun actually made a big gift to him.

There is not much time left for him to grieve and blame himself, and he has no choice but to cheer up.

Su Ziyu stared blankly at the person bowing, a little uncomfortable with the sudden thanks.

This person, who never looked at him directly, put down his figure and thanked him. The sun really came out from the west.

The rain picked up and fell patter on Chen Moyun's white clothes. He saw the dark clouds all over the sky drifting towards him, and suddenly smiled.

Since when he couldn't do what he wanted even when he was sad and depraved, and lived a new life, how could he still be so unbearable!

He is already a person who has died once, why is his heart still so impulsive.

Lin Luobai, Lin Luobai, you are no longer a general who holds great power and is flattered by everyone. Why are you still so blind to reality?

He didn't go back to the embassy, ​​but went to the Xuanping Hou Mansion. Ever since he was given to Prince Lin by Jiang Zeyou, the Xuan Ping Hou Mansion has become even more magnificent.

It has been completely refurbished inside and out.When the servant girls, Xiaosi, saw him, they all saluted respectfully, not daring to neglect him.

It was very quiet in Tingfeng Pavilion, but when it rained, the sound of the wind became louder.

Chen Moyun pushed open Chenyue's door, and the people in the room were concentrating on wiping the sword in their hands. Seeing him coming, they stood up and pointed the sword at him.

Seeing his distraught appearance, he wasn't too surprised.

"I know your life experience, I know you are suffering, how about doing some tricks with me and letting go?"

As she said that, before Chen Moyun could make a statement, Chenyue waved her sleeve with her left hand, kicked off the ground, and the long sword in her hand came straight for Chen Moyun's heart.

The person standing at the door bent his back, his waist was actually softer than that of a woman.

His steps were fast, he retreated into the courtyard at once, turned sideways, dodged Chenyue's sword, his movements were neat and elegant, it was really beautiful.

"Second Young Master, isn't he bullying my younger brother for not having a long sword in his hand?"

Chenyue chuckled, changed from her usual coldness, and became more humane.

He couldn't bear Chen Moyun's tone of voice the most, so he waved the sword in his hand, and stabbed the sword firmly into the wooden stake in a beautiful straight line.

Chenyue abandoned her sword,

The movement between the two was so loud that Xiao Li, who was embroidering in the room, was so frightened that she hurt her finger, thinking that some thieves broke in.

She clenched the scissors with both hands and opened the door tremblingly, terrified to the extreme.The moment he saw Chen Moyun, he burst into tears unbelievably.

"My lord, ahh...you don't want Xiao Li, you only came here now, and you didn't tell Xiao Li..."

This loud cry disturbed Chen Moyun's thoughts, and before he could escape Chen Yue's oncoming palm, Chen Moyun was beaten back again and again, Xiao Li also cried louder and louder.

"Little Limo is crying, it's just a discussion." As he spoke, he was hit on the back by Chenyue's palm again.

After several rounds, Chen Moyun kept defending and had no chance to attack.

Both of them were dressed in fluttering white clothes, and their movements were so fast that even a drop of rain didn't stick to them.

Seeing that his young master has been at a disadvantage, Xiao Li went back to the room and took a cup and threw it at Chenyue.

Seeing that Chenyue was distracted, Chen Moyun reached out to grab his shoulder, but Chenyue grabbed his wrist with a backhand.

Chenyue pulled him to the side, put one hand on his slender waist, threw him to the ground, and knelt down in front of him.

The moment he fell to the ground, the water under his body splashed onto Chen Moyun's fair face, he quickly closed his eyes, and let the water slide from his face down his slender neck into his clothes.

It's cold and itchy.

There were some drops of water on his slightly curled eyelashes, and his beautiful eyes were a little confused, Chenyue's heart trembled when he saw it, and the hand that was naturally holding the waist of the person below him suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Chen Moyun blinked, and looked at Chenyue, "Second Young Master hurts so much from holding my little brother's wrist."

He shook the hand held by Chenyue. He wanted to get up, but when he moved, he realized that one of Chenyue's legs was firmly kneeling not far from his crotch. He looked at Chenyue with some embarrassment.

Hong Yun slowly climbed up to the sides of his pale cheeks, only to realize that the actions of the two of them are somewhat ambiguous.

Chenyue acted like nothing happened, loosened his waist, and took his hand to stand up.

"Xiao Li, take your young master to my room to change clothes, and I'll wait for him in the lobby." Then, he let go of Chen Moyun's hand, and went to the lobby by himself.

He took off the coat that was soaked in mud and water, hung it on the cloak in the corner of the hall, and asked Xiao Si to go to Chen Xing to change into a clean coat.

He sat down, looked at the hand that was on Chen Moyun's waist just now, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A smile he hadn't noticed.

"What the second son said made me vent, but he didn't let me do anything during the whole process." Before the person arrived, the tone of settlement came first.

Chen Moyun changed into a light blue dress, with gold-rimmed auspicious clouds embroidered on the collar and cuffs, and an indigo wide-brimmed brocade belt around his waist. The eyes are actually a little more charming.

"Fourth brother is really good at picking. This dress is made of high-quality ice silk fabric. I haven't even worn it yet." He admired, his eyes bright.

Chen Moyun turned around, raised his sleeves again, then sat on the other side of him, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

"Outsiders say that the second son of the Xuanping Hou Mansion is deserted and doesn't like to talk with others. I don't think so."

"That's for others. Fourth brother and I really hit it off. I don't know why, but when I look at fourth brother, my heart is always full."

Chen Moyun was taken aback for a moment, and a blush crept up her ears quietly.

Seeing his sudden stunned look, Chenyue chuckled, put the prepared letter on the table, and planned to change the subject.

"In the past few days, I went to ask the old man in the Chen Mansion and my father. I have written everything they said in the letter. You can read it slowly when you go back."

"Lin Luobai and I are Ruan Sheng brothers, right?" Although he was basically sure, he still asked in disbelief.

Chenyue nodded.

Standing up and patting him on the shoulder, he unconsciously glanced at Chen Moyun's waist.

He didn't know if it was an illusion or what, but he always felt that Chen Moyun's waist seemed to be a little thinner than before when he put on this dress.

"I don't have time to read it now, I have to go back before An Yicheng rushes back to the embassy." He said and stuffed the letter to Chenyue.

"Second son, I don't know who else I can rely on in this world. Although we didn't get along very well before, I heard from Xiao Li that you are an excellent person. I have a heartfelt request. You can help me." Do you like Xiaoli?"

He looked at him sincerely, his eyes full of expectation and request.

In this world, it seemed that there was really no one worthy of his entrustment.

"Ayun, I am your elder brother, believe it or not, apart from Chen Xing, Chen Ri and I treat you as our own family.

He gently stroked Chen Moyun's head, which actually gave Chen Moyun an indescribable peace of mind.

"I don't know what you want to do, and I don't know what you have experienced in the past few years. If you don't tell me, I won't force you. If you want to talk, I will listen... I mean, if you If you don't know who to rely on, you can try to rely on me."

"Second Brother Xie." He felt his eyes moisten a little, and turned around quickly, "Then please take care of Xiao Li, Second Brother, and I will come to you to ask for a letter when I have time."

He has never relied on anyone, he is a young genius, and he has achieved a lot of military exploits at a young age, and others rely on him.

Yao Guo relied on him to fight the war, and Jiang Zeyou relied on him to win the throne.

But now, there is a person, an outsider who said to him, "If you don't know who to rely on, you can try to rely on me."

There is nothing more beautiful than this sentence.

He held an oil-paper umbrella and stepped into the rain. The rain became heavier. The past few days in Kyoto have been cloudy and rainy, and it is a bit gloomy for people.

When he was about to arrive at the embassy, ​​he sat down at an old woman's wonton stand and ordered a big bowl.

It is estimated that after An Yicheng came back from the palace, he would have nothing to eat.

He stuffed the wontons into his mouth one bite at a time, thinking about many things.

Thinking about it, when the cherry blossoms fell in March, he pushed the swing that Lin Wenqiu was sitting on under the tree, watching her smile like a flower.

Finally, after eating, he touched his clothes and found that he didn't bring a purse, "Grandma, can I pay on credit?"

Grandma looked at him, before he could answer, a man with reddish hair put a few copper coins on Chen Moyun's table.

He said: "I will pay for this son's money." As he spoke, he dragged Chen Moyun's arm angrily and walked for a while.

"If you want to kill yourself, I won't stop you, but don't implicate my subordinates." Su Ziyu pushed him into the courtyard of the embassy.

Several servants were kneeling, their upper bodies were naked, and their backs were covered with welts. The rain washed away their wounds, and blood flowed all over the floor.

Chen Moyun didn't expect them to come back so early.

"Your Highness is in the room, please take care of yourself." Su Ziyu sighed.

Although he hates him, sometimes he sympathizes with him. Su Ziyu doesn't understand why this person always touches the anger of their highness.

Chen Moyun looked at the open door, and his neck suddenly felt a little cold.

The general was not afraid of anything, but An Yicheng would strangle him.

He entered cautiously, the room was not lit and it was dark.He leaned against the door vigilantly, not daring to take a step forward.

The room was terribly quiet, with a strong sense of oppression, only the sound of Chen Moyun's breathing was heard, and he even felt that An Yicheng was not in the room.

Suddenly the first candle is lit, then the second, the third...

An Yicheng quietly walked to his side, lit the last candle, he looked up and down Chen Moyun, his eyes were all on his clothes.

He reached out to touch the collar of Chen Moyun's clothes. "The material is pretty good, who sent it?"

"Bought it on the street."

"Didn't Gu tell you that there is Gu's eyeliner in the Xuanping Hou Mansion?" His hand touching the material slowly moved to Chen Moyun's neck.

Yingying grasped it.

The feeling of suffocation came again. He knew that struggling was useless, but he still used his hands to break An Yicheng's fingers, but it was just a waste of effort.

His breathing was cut off bit by bit, and he suddenly wanted to kill the person in front of him.

But his whole body was completely exhausted, his mind went blank, and it seemed that An Yicheng was really going to strangle him to death this time.

I'm so unhappy.

He felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't help but want to close them.

At this moment, An Yicheng let go of his hand.

Chen Moyun fell directly to the ground, breathing heavily, coughing, and after recovering, he kept wiping the moisture from his eyes with his hands to prevent it from falling off.

He felt that the original body must have well-developed lacrimal glands, and he didn't like to shed tears in front of him.

An Yicheng squatted down and raised his chin. "An orphan who raises a dog is much more obedient than you. If you continue to assert yourself, the orphan will directly kill you."