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

Pingyuan City is the closest city to the capital of Lin Kingdom. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers and has pleasant scenery.

During the two days they stayed, many boys and girls secretly sent letters to the City Lord's Mansion to express their love.

Anyicheng is always smiling and approachable in front of people, and he receives twice as many letters as Chen Moyun who doesn't like to talk.

Even more proud, the carriages are all soaring, like a peacock with its tail open.

Chen Moyun leaned against the car door and sat beside An Yicheng. He was dressed in gray, with his black hair pulled up high, revealing his dreamy neck. He was neat and tidy, very heroic.

An Yicheng actually had the urge to grab him by the neck and take him into the car, strip him of his clothes, and watch him panting and begging for mercy beneath him.

"Gu still likes the way your hair is half loose, it should be softer." It's not as attractive as this.

Anyicheng still wanted to maintain the superficial peace, so he swallowed the last half of the sentence.

The lonely beauty ignored him, and simply closed his eyes. Anyway, after making sure that Si Muqing was fine, he was about to leave. He left the person in front of him, joined the army, was promoted, was appreciated by Emperor Lin, and then annexed Yao Kingdom

Suddenly, a hand wrapped around his waist, touched his acupuncture points, and then hugged him to her body.

"An Yicheng!" He was so angry that he opened his eyes with undisguised disgust. "If you dare to do anything to me, I, Chen Moyun, swear that as long as I live, I will take your life."

In the end, he was careless. In the past few days, An Yicheng has been obedient and reformed, and has fooled him, so that he has become less wary of him.

"Good Ayun, don't be angry, I just want to hug you." He pretended to be obedient and coquettish, rubbed his chin against Chen Moyun's ear, and then leaned on his shoulder.

Like a puppy trying to please its master, Chen Moyun saw that he was a rascal, but didn't make any further moves, so he let him go.

Anyicheng was secretly delighted, and had the guts to bite his ear.

"An Yicheng!" If he couldn't move, he really wanted to cut off the snake's head.

Soft and dexterous, it can always arouse his love, I really don't like the feeling of being played with and unable to move.

"Good Ayun." The voice was gentle and charming, "Just give me a kiss, okay, you're leaving soon, before you leave, please take pity on me, a lonely person."

"Good Ayun, just one moment, I'll let you go when you're finished." An Yicheng even called himself me in front of him.

That person continued to mess around, it was really shameless.

"If you make further progress, I... I will..." He was so angry that his face was flushed, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

The main reason is that An Yicheng doesn't get in, and Chen Moyun doesn't know what to threaten him with.

"I'll never talk to you again!" A mild threat made An Yicheng chuckle.

"Good Ayun, I'll untie you, can you not go?" He rubbed Chen Moyun's ear, his coquettishness mixed with some pleading.

"No." The person in his arms was very firm, and did not see that the person behind him changed his harmless appearance after hearing his answer, his eyes were sharp, and there was a flash of gloom.

He untied Chen Moyun, and without saying a word, he drove the horse faster and faster, like crazy.

Chen Moyun was used to his uncertainty, so he didn't make a fuss, holding on to the car door so that he wouldn't be hurt by the bumps.

Soon, he arrived at the gate of the city, but An Yicheng did not intend to slow down, as if he wanted to rush directly to the crowd entering the city, as if gods blocked and killed gods, and Buddhas blocked and killed Buddhas.

"An Yicheng, stop, I won't go into the city."

Once he entered the city, it was his territory, and if he wanted to escape, it would not be so easy.

Anyicheng refused to listen, and the speed of driving accelerated a lot.

"You're not stopping, I'm going to jump out of the car!" The man who was about to hit the city gate and had no time to escape, he yelled again, really a little angry.

Anyicheng tightened the reins and stopped the carriage.

His eyes were slightly red, he looked at Chen Moyun who had already got out of the car, and asked puzzledly, his voice trembling slightly.

"Do you hate me so much, and leave in such a hurry that you don't even want to enter the city gate?"

An Yicheng covered his eyes with his hands, not wanting Chen Moyun to look at his fragile side, but a stream of tears still flowed down his cheeks.

"I admit that I treated you badly before, but we have already made an agreement for three chapters. I... I will treat you well in the future." The voice was completely crying.

"Sorry, Your Highness, I really have important things to do." Chen Moyun sighed, he was the most shameful person to cry.

"Ah Yun!" He wiped away the tears from his eyes.

When Chen Moyun heard him calling him, he finally couldn't bear it, turned around and bowed to him.

This obeisance is to say goodbye to the grievances and grievances between them, and we will meet again next time without any ties.

"Ayun, can you give me a hug for the last time?" He begged, blinking his red eyes, looking extremely pitiful.

Chen Moyun was helpless, and couldn't help his pitiful appearance, so he nodded.

An Yicheng got out of the car, opened his hands, and hugged Chen Moyun's arms into his arms tightly, reluctantly.

Chen Moyun hesitated for a while, but put his hand on his back and patted him gently.

As if to comfort him, he didn't see the intriguing smile on An Yicheng's face.

The next second, he felt a pain in his neck and passed out in Anyicheng's arms.

He put his hands on Chen Moyun's bent knees, and with all his strength, he picked up the thin man and took him into the carriage.

During the half month of An Yicheng's disappearance, the court prince's party members had been resolutely protesting that King Cen be appointed as the Lord of the East Palace, and finally their Highness was waiting.

But the most important defensive positions in the city were replaced by An Zexi's confidants.

The people he placed in Prince Cen's mansion were almost uprooted, and there were only one or two informants left in the palace.

In this battle with An Zexi, although he did not die, he suffered heavy losses.

Anyicheng changed into his official uniform and ran all the way without any food, so he rushed to the palace.

Emperor Lin was sitting in front of the desk, squinting at the memorial. Before he left, he was still a radiant monarch.

When we met again, there were only a few black strands in his full head of hair. His father was really old, and he didn't even notice his footsteps.

"I pay my respects to my father." An Yicheng knelt down.

Emperor Lin raised his head, rubbed his eyes, was overjoyed, and laughed: "I just said, my crown prince is blessed with great fate, and there is no way he will die."

He helped the man kneeling on the ground, and his eyes were red unconsciously. Ever since he heard the news that Anyicheng had fallen off the cliff, Emperor Lin had been ill.

He has cultivated Anyicheng as the prince since he was a child, and finally saw him grow up step by step, and saw that he could take charge of himself and take over the throne of the Kingdom of Lin.

They even said he was dead!

Fortunately, An Yicheng was still alive, completely in front of him.

The father and son passed on the dinner and called the queen and Princess Rongli over, and the family enjoyed themselves happily.

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Chen Moyun opened his eyes and rubbed the back of his neck lightly, still feeling numb.

Unexpectedly, the Xiyan Pavilion was rebuilt so quickly, and the furnishings in his room were exactly the same as before he left.

He sat up from the bed, and changed into a dark red straight-breasted gown, the cuffs of which were sewn with silver thread and a cloud pattern piping, which was not as cool as the white clothes, and this suit showed him the breeze of the moonlight.

Her black hair cascaded down her waist like a waterfall, her complexion was snowier than snow, and her eyes were full of fatigue and anger.

His slender white ankle was locked by an iron chain, with a red mark scratched, the other end was firmly locked on the head of the bed, and there was a ring of silver bell on the other ankle.

Anyi Cheng, these are all bad tastes.

Chen Moyun got out of bed, making Ding Ling Ding Ling sounds every time he took a step, which annoyed him.The length of the chain can't even pass the distance between the tables, let alone the tea on the table.

"Is anyone there?" He tried to call out.

As soon as the words fell, Su Ziyu walked in with the sword in his arms, looked at him with a bad face, "What are you doing!"

"I want to drink water." He said in a bad mood.

Su Ziyu looked at the chain at his feet, then handed the water to Chen Moyun, and leaned against the door with his sword in his arms.

"Where's An Yicheng? I want to see him!"

It shouldn't be a moment of soft-heartedness, following his way, Chen Moyun became more and more angry, and took another sip of tea.

"In the palace, I guess I'll be back later." He looked at him, hesitant to speak.

Before leaving, he said, "You'd better follow His Majesty's lead and make him happy, and you will suffer less."

Chen Mo Yunquan ignored the wind, leaned on the bed, tugged at the chain, and then gave up.

This is made of black iron, without a key, it is probably impossible to break it.

For several days in a row, Su Ziyu and Si Muqing took turns to watch over him, An Yicheng never came for a day, no matter how much he clamored to see him, he didn't come either.

Chen Moyun simply went on a hunger strike. He didn't eat or drink for two consecutive days, and it was useless to persuade anyone.

"I've never seen such a stubborn person!" An Yicheng threw down the teacup on the desk, "He still hasn't eaten?"

Su Ziyu nodded, "Your Highness, he doesn't have you in his heart, why do you..."

Anyicheng gave him a cold look, and Su Ziyu retreated knowingly.

The night was dark and the wind was bleak.

Chen Moyun sat on the bed bored, ignoring the delicious food on the table, shaking the bell on her feet with her hand, listening to Ding Ling and Ding Ling's voice.

The man was dressed in black, holding a food box and pushing the door in, with a sweet smile on his face, but his eyes were as cold as ice.

He looked at the person on the bed, at Chen Moyun's slender and white feet, and smiled even more.

Chen Moyun tucked his feet into his clothes, and Ding Ling's voice kept ringing.

"Your Highness, you promised to let me go." He hugged his knees, with a cold face, trying to suppress his anger.

An Yicheng sat beside his bed, opened the food box, took out a bowl of hot millet porridge, took a spoonful of it, cooled it carefully, and handed it to Chen Moyun's mouth.

"Interesting, Anyicheng!"

Chen Moyun couldn't bear it anymore, and knocked it over with a spoon and a bowl.

An Yicheng was not annoyed, and took out the spare second bowl from the food box, and said softly, "If Ah Yun doesn't eat, I don't mind forcing it down."

He handed the porridge to Chen Moyun's mouth again.

Chen Moyun turned his head away.

"Chen Moyun, don't challenge Gu's patience." He said in a deep voice, revealing a majesty that no one dared to defy.

"I'll eat by myself, you go out." He still tilted his head.

Anyicheng put the bowl in his hand and left.