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

In the middle of the night, a gust of evening wind blew by, making it slightly cool.

In the quiet night, a masked man walked out of the dark courtyard and broke into An Yicheng's study in night clothes.

The figure is thin, and the steps are breezy.

He groped up and down the study room, calm and composed, but he didn't find anything suspicious.

With An Yicheng's prudence, the secret letters that he read must have been burned. Su Ziyu came to the study alone today and left the house in a hurry. Something must have happened.

He walked to the desk, and on a piece of rice paper on the table, there was a word "Kill" written in flamboyant patterns.

Domineering and domineering, flowing clouds and flowing water in one go, are exactly An Yicheng's handwriting.

kill?who to kill?

While he was thinking, two flying knives pierced through the window paper and came straight to his heart.

The man in black blocked one with his sword, passing one, but not the second. The flying knife that followed immediately cut his right arm open, and the blood splashed on the word "kill", slowly smearing.

He had just covered his wound when a tall slender woman leaped in through the window with a chill in her body and killing intent in her eyes.

Afterwards, the mansion was noisy, An Yicheng casually put on a coat and came in a hurry.

The man in black threw the smoke bomb in his hand, turned over and escaped through another window.

An Yicheng just arrived, looked at his disappearing back, turned around and went to Xiyan Pavilion.

Si Muqing followed closely behind with others.

When he opened the door, Chen Moyun got up on the bed in a daze, with sleepy eyes, half exposed shoulders, slightly frowning, as if he was getting up.

From the looks of it, he must have slept soundly just now.

When Chen Moyun saw the person at the door, he subconsciously wrapped the quilt tightly, and carefully moved into the bed, like a frightened little white rabbit, he didn't even think about how attractive he looks now.

Soft and weak, delicate and pitiful.

A pair of eyes, more fearful than vigilant, stabbed An Yicheng's heart.

Was it such a blow to him that night?

"Ayun, don't be afraid." He walked towards him.

Chen Moyun grabbed the quilt covering his body tightly, trembling all over, turned his head away in fear, and closed his eyes tightly.

Anyicheng's heart trembled and he stopped. "A Yun?"

It seems to bring some guilt.

"Your Highness... is there something wrong?" The voice trembled violently.

"Ayun, have you gone out tonight?" He whispered softly, his eyes full of helplessness.

If I had known now, I shouldn't have done such a thing with the strength of alcohol that day.

"not yet."

Anyicheng wanted to hug that man into his arms and apologize to him, but he couldn't bear to take a step forward.

"Si Muqing."

"Yes."

He called Si Muqing in, knowing that Chen Moyun was afraid of him, especially at night, so he went out to wait outside the door.

Si Muqing went up, stretched out her hand on the bed, it was warm, she held Chen Moyun's right arm again, the man's expression remained the same.

However, some redness oozes from the arm.

Chen Moyun shook the hand of his superior Mu Qing on his right arm, and shook his head pleadingly.

Si Muqing nodded and wiped off the blood on his hands.

"Your Highness, there is nothing unusual."

After the sound outside the door gradually faded, the surroundings were silent, Chen Moyun got out of bed and locked the door, untied his clothes, removed the gauze, and bandaged it again.

There was no medicine in his room, so he could only wrap the gauze tightly round and round, so that it would not be so obvious when it split or oozes blood next time.

It took a lot of effort to treat the wound with one hand, and it took a lot of effort to wrap it up, and tied it with an ugly little bow.

In two days, the autumn hunting will begin. Before that, he must know the movements of all parties, but Anyicheng is too cautious, and he has no way to start.

On the second day, An Yicheng went out very early, probably to the hunting ground to plan the hunting area and route. In the past, he would bring Chen Moyun with him.

Chen Moyun was not allowed to leave him within five steps.

I didn't bring it today, I'm afraid there is something more important than planning the route, something that no one can know.

When Chen Moyun came out of Xiyan Pavilion, the four Xiaosi came up and saluted him with a smile.

The leader laughed: "Master Chen, the little one is thirty thousand, this is ten thousand, twenty thousand, forty thousand."

Chen Moyun listened and nodded, expressing that he knew it, and felt that the name was chosen at will.

Seeing his indifferent reaction, Sanwan thought that he should be the master who is extremely difficult to serve, and continued, "Your Highness, let us follow you, and..." He took out a small box from his arms and opened it. Inside was a small pill.

Chen Moyun recognized that it was the medicine that could make him weak and unable to use martial arts.

"Your Highness told me, you must watch Mr. Chen eat it, or you can't leave the Xiyan Pavilion." Thirty-one thousand one said sternly, imitating An Yicheng's expression, and there was a bit of resemblance.

Although he didn't let him seize the evidence last night, he didn't fully gain his trust either.

Chen Moyun swallowed the medicine, and after a while, he couldn't lift up his strength, so he could only lean against the door and relax for a while.

"Where is the young master going? Your Highness said that you can sit in his sedan chair." Sanwan supported him.

The strength of this medicine is even stronger than that given by Su Ziyu. Where can he go when he struggles to walk.

Chen Moyun shook his head, and said weakly: "Thirty thousand, please help me back to my room."

He had only walked halfway, and he felt unwilling again. The day after tomorrow would be autumn hunting, and he only had today and tomorrow.

"Thirty thousand, do you know the candied fruit at Chengxi Crisp Shop?" It was extremely uncomfortable to speak a few words.

"Young master wants to eat, I asked [-] and [-] to buy."

Chen Moyun shook his head, signaling him to stop, "I want to go."

"Ten thousand, twenty thousand, prepare the carriage, forty thousand, come and help Mr. Chen with me."

The autumn wind is bleak, and the fallen leaves are flying.

Thirty thousand people helped Chen Moyun into the carriage.

Chen Moyun was leaning against the window, and Sanwan was kneeling aside, watching his every move, even taking out a pen with him to draw his movements and demeanor on the notebook.

He described his lonely and desolate demeanor vividly, and while drawing and painting, he also became sad.

Knowing for a long time that their highness the crown prince imprisoned a peerless beauty, they made a private bet that their highness, who loves the new and dislikes the old, will not be interested in her for more than a year.

Unexpectedly, several years have passed, and this beauty is still bound by His Highness' side.

When they were sent to serve Chen Moyun, they were quite afraid, after all, there were no beauties whom His Highness favored before, who did not rely on their favor to embarrass them.

Only the beauty in front of him added the word "trouble" when talking to him.

But why does he look so sad, people can't help but want to stroke his scars and see how he smiles.

"Do you like to draw?" Chen Moyun looked at his brushwork with great proficiency.

Thirty thousand nodded.

"My lord, you look sad." This sad breath assimilated him to the past.

Thirty thousand suddenly felt very sad too.

Chen Moyun glanced at him inexplicably, faced another ray of sunlight, and closed his eyes, "You are the first person in the mansion who cares about me besides Ah Qing."

"Actually, Your Highness is also very concerned about Young Master."

The man in the [-] paintings, with his eyes closed, let the faint warm sun shine on his soft face, beautiful but hurt.

"Really?" He asked back, his voice was very soft, more like talking to himself.

The so-called caring is to lock him by your side and eat Ruanjin powder every day that makes people lose their strength?

There is no freedom, and there is no one who can speak, just like a disabled person.

The coachman stopped the carriage, and the pastry shop was full of people, and people rushed to each other.

Among the crowd, Chen Moyun saw a familiar figure, and before he could stop him, that person called out first.

"Brother Mo Yun, why are you here? I really want to die!" With so many words, there is no one else but a joke.

With a smile, holding a few bags of candied fruit in his arms, he walked to the car window with a smile.

"Greetings to Guard Yan." The four of them were very respectful, a bit more respectful than Chen Moyun.

"Do you also like this fruit shop with a smile?"

"No, the princess likes it. Brother Mo Yun, are you feeling unwell? Why are you so weak." Xiaoyan touched his forehead and murmured, "I don't have a fever either."

Chen Moyun shook his head, he was so weak that he didn't want to say a word.

He walked slowly to the front of the car, and when he got out of the car, he fell, broke his knee, and scraped his elbow.

The [-] people were shocked by the jokes, and hurriedly helped Chen Moyun up.

He fell too fast, too suddenly.

"Xiaoyan, take me to the medical clinic opposite, I don't think I can walk anymore." Chen Moyun was in pain, and his whole body was paralyzed on Xiaoyan's body.

It didn't actually hurt that badly.

Thirty thousand was completely frightened, this is the person His Highness puts on top of his heart, they actually injured him, this little life may not be saved.

I'm sorry, brother Yicheng, I want to hug your sweetheart!Smiling and thinking silently in his heart, he hugged him in his arms, and several people sent him to the hospital in a panic.

Seeing that they were approaching fiercely, the doctor quickly opened the room in the back room to let them in.

Chen Moyun was placed on the soft bed, and Sanwan and the other tens of thousands knelt on the ground, weeping bitterly, looking remorseful, Chen Moyun couldn't help but laugh.

Xiaoyan said with a sad face, "Brother Mo Yun, although Xiaoxiao is very worried about you, the princess must have been waiting for me for a long time, look..."

"You go back first, there are thirty thousand here."

He said with a smile that he glanced at the four Wan on the ground with the eyes of looking at trash, if the princess hadn't been waiting, he wouldn't worry about these four trash looking after Yi Cheng's heart.

After laughing and leaving, Chen Moyun comforted Siwan, "Don't worry, I will plead with His Highness."

"Thank you, Young Master." Everyone kowtowed in gratitude.

"You guys are so noisy, the doctor can't concentrate on looking at my injury, please go out for a while." He was gentle and kind.

Thirty thousand was so frightened that he went out with the three of them.

The doctor closed the door, and was about to lift Chen Moyun's clothes to check his knee injury, but was stopped by Chen Moyun, and he handed the only valuable jade pendant on his body to the doctor.

Anyi gave him a lot of this type of jade pendant, and if he lost one or two, he shouldn't be aware of it.

"This jade pendant can exchange you for five such shops."

"Young master, if you have any orders, just mention them." The doctor touched the jade pendant, overjoyed.

He lowered his voice and whispered in the doctor's ear.

The doctor bandaged his injured area and took out the antidote of Jieruujinsan.

everything's ready.

When the doctor came out, four people anxiously stepped forward to inquire about his injuries.

"Four, don't worry, your son is just scratched, not that serious, but he is weak and fell asleep in the inner room." The doctor repeated what Chen Moyun told him.

Among the four, [-] was the most vigilant, and after telling the three of them to wait outside, they entered the inner room.

Chen Moyun was covered with a blanket and was sleeping soundly. When Sanwan saw this, he let go of his heart, after all, this beauty was famous for running away.

He simply sat on the ground at the end of the bed and guarded. The room was filled with a different aroma than before, maybe it was the smell of the medicine just given to the young master.

Thirty thousand didn't think much, sat and sat, and suddenly fell asleep.

Chen Moyun got up, turned out the window, unlocked the back door of the medical hall, and slipped out.