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

The moon hangs in the night sky, bright and bright, not as dirty and filthy as the human heart.

A woman's screams came from the room, and a few crows flew from the dead tree, as if echoing the horrific voice.

Jiang Mengan was a little restless, and walked back and forth outside the room with her hands behind her back, "Vice General Zhao, please be merciful, this woman is still useful."

Chen Moyun sat on the ground blankly, pain piercing his heart, his eyes were red, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, lifeless, lightless, dead silent.It's like losing your soul, losing your five senses.

He leaned over, his stomach was overwhelmed, and he was so sad that he wanted to vomit.

He felt that he was going to be unable to hold on any longer, and looked at Su Ziyu in despair, trembling all over: "Either...you untie me, or...you take me away, please..." He was crying and his voice was hoarse To no avail.

Su Ziyu walked in front of him, feeling an urge to untie it, rush into the room with him, and cut off the flesh of the animals in the room one by one.

But Anyicheng's plan still needs Zhao Ping, he can't make his own claims.

Su Ziyu helped Chen Moyun walk out the door.

Jiang Mengan hurriedly stopped in front of them.

In this play, he just wanted to see Chen Moyun in pain, how could he let him leave so easily.

"Did Vice General Zhao let you go?"

Su Ziyu was a little impatient, and pointed the sword in his hand directly at him.

After all, this is in the country of Lin, no matter how unwilling Jiang Mengan was, he could only swallow this breath, he reluctantly gave way and stepped aside.

"His Royal Highness King Cen is here—" There was an extremely high-pitched voice.

An Zexi was followed by two rows of attendants. He came in a menacing manner. Although his feet were sloping, his walking speed was not affected at all.

He glanced at Chen Moyun from a distance, his face was as calm as water, and he couldn't see any emotion.

The screams in the room were still endless, An Zexi frowned slightly, and waved to the guard behind him.

The guard broke into the door and pulled the naked Zhao Ping out, and then the maid walked in with the clothes.

He said: "Tomorrow will be the autumn hunt, and now the capital is full of prestigious people from all over the place. Is Vice General Zhao trying to disgrace my Da Lin?"

"Don't dare!" He knelt tremblingly.

The maid took out the dying woman who had been wrapped up, and took her all the way to the carriage prepared by An Zexi.

On her exposed shoulders, there were bloody scratches, one by one, clearly visible, terrifying.

An Zexi followed behind, and said sternly: "Vice General Zhao, you'd better restrain yourself, I hate people who make fun of women the most in my life!"

With Su Ziyu's support, Chen Moyun caught up with An Zexi, knelt down and kowtowed to express his gratitude.

This is the second person he willingly bowed to in his life besides his parents.

"You don't have to thank me. If you want to thank me, thank the person who delivered the letter to my mansion in the middle of the night." He helped him up, and continued, "The letter said that you are Ah Qing's elder brother, and this king usually hates bullying women the most." The men who are here will come to help you."

"Can you tell me who sent the letter?"

"Anonymous, I don't know."

When Chen Moyun thought about it, he could only think of Xiaoli and Chenyue.

Xiao Li knew about his relationship with Si Muqing, and also about the relationship between Si Muqing and An Zexi. Chenyue's martial arts were good, and she was able to quietly enter Prince Cen's mansion to deliver a letter. It was probably them.

When we returned to the Prince's Mansion, it was already midnight.

Except for the night watch guards, almost all the people in the mansion fell into a dream. Chen Mo thanked Su Ziyu and walked slowly towards Xiyan Pavilion step by step.

In the night, that thin figure slowly disappeared into the desolation. Su Ziyu looked at Anyicheng's room where the lights had been turned off, feeling a chill from head to toe.

It turns out that no one can really enter his heart, as long as he doesn't go his way, the punishment he gets is unbearable.

Su Ziyu put away his sword, took a big jug of wine, and walked to the room where Si Muqing was imprisoned. Wine can numb the pain in the body, and it can even numb the pain in the heart.

Si Muqing curled up in a corner, his face was pale, and his lips were bloodless.She clutched her belly in pain, her face distorted due to the pain.

She saw Su Ziyu come in disheartened and sat down beside her.

He poured wine into the bowl, gave Si Muqing a bowl, and poured another bowl for himself. He felt lost, but he still forced out an ugly smile, "It won't hurt after drinking."

"Did something happen?" She had never seen Su Ziyu's ashamed look before, so she couldn't help but worry about the situation outside.

"No, I just want to drink suddenly. I put some tranquilizing medicine in your bowl. After drinking it, you will be able to fall asleep in a daze without feeling the pain." After he finished speaking, he put the wine in the bowl Drank it down.

He looked at the light and shadow of the moonlight through the window. Without light, how could the shadow exist.

He poured down another bowl of wine, and suddenly felt relieved, it would be great to stay by that person's side, why would he want so much?

At least he needs himself.

In the Ruanxiang Pavilion, there are still singing and dancing, and the sound of laughter and fighting is melodious and continuous.

Chen Moyun passed by, and the footsteps that were supposed to go to Xiyan Pavilion stopped. He looked at the two lanterns in front of Ruanxiang Pavilion, surrounded by red light, and the voices in the pavilion were endless, lingering and affectionate.

He suddenly smiled wryly, laughing at himself for being stupid, for actually looking forward to An Yicheng's help when he was in despair.

But he saved that person's life, and he also had skin-to-skin relationship with him, he didn't ask for his mercy, but shouldn't he repay the life-saving grace?

White-eyed wolf!

Chen Moyun came back to his senses, walked a few steps, and felt something tickle across his face, and when he wiped it, it turned out to be tears.

Why is he sad and so disappointed!

Back in the room, Chen Moyun simply treated the wounds on his body, changed into a clean underwear, and lay on the bed without any sleepiness.

He took out the drug hidden in the bottom of the closet, mixed a little bit into the water, and drank it. He must keep his spirits up. There are still many things to do tomorrow!

Soon, sleepiness struck and he fell into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, the person who had been staring at him from the roof jumped down, gently opened the door, and sat down beside his bed.

From the moment he entered the mansion, An Yicheng had been staring at him in the dark.

He stuffed Chen Moyun's exposed hand into the quilt, kissed the scratch on his forehead, and then kissed his bloodless lips.

"Gu will tear Zhao Ping apart, but it's not the time yet." He caressed his face lovingly, with a firm tone.

In the past few days, he has been following Chen Moyun in the dark, knowing that he would take some drug before going to bed to ensure sleep. In fact, he had already replaced the drug hidden under the closet with sleeping powder.

Too much drug use is not good for the body.

He lifted the quilt, took off his coat, lay down and held Chen Moyun in his arms.

After lying down for a while, before dawn, he got up and left.

……

The capital city of Lin Kingdom was still overcrowded yesterday, but today the streets are a bit empty.

Because all the nobles and nobles from outside have gone to the hunting grounds.

As the morning light slowly revealed itself in the gray sky, the veil-like white mist gently dissipated around the royal hunting garden, and a few rays of sunlight shone on the vast hunting ground. The nobles who were invited brought their servants A lot of tents were set up one after another.

The three carriages from the Prince's Mansion slowly entered the hunting ground and drove towards a large piece of flat land surrounded by wooden fences.

Five or six tents have been set up on the flat ground, the largest and most gorgeous one is where An Yicheng lives, and the second one is for the beauties of His Highness the Prince. Housing for servants and guards.

Chen Moyun got out of the car, dressed in a gray narrow-sleeved dress, with his hair tied up high, with a gloomy heroic spirit, like a rosy rosy moon and a willow.

Si Muqing dismounted, his complexion was ashen, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

She lifted the door curtain on Anyicheng's carriage, and the man got out of the carriage, glanced at Chen Moyun inadvertently, and then turned his gaze elsewhere.

Anyi is short of manpower, and Si Muqing is the dead waiter he cultivated. No one in the prince's mansion can match his strength and force except Su Ziyu. During the few days when she was locked up, the intelligence gathering among various spies was really hectic.

In addition, there is a reason why she must be brought here for this hunt.

An Yicheng gave her the antidote.

The moment Chen Moyun saw Si Muqing, there was a smile on his face.

The breeze stroked his hair, and he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and his eyes were as bright as when An Yicheng first saw him, gentle but stubborn.

It turned out that Chen Moyun's joy, anger, sorrow, and joy were never because of him.

Anyicheng thought, his face sank, he played with the round jade around his waist, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Smile and save me—"

Suddenly, a woman's exclamation came from the pasture, followed by the sound of panicked and hurried horseshoes.

Princess Rongli tugged on the rein with great effort, her face paled with panic and fear.

Her horse was frightened, and was rushing towards Chen Moyun's direction uncontrollably, she waved the whip with a smile, and followed her worriedly.

But no matter how hard he tried or how anxious he was, his horse just couldn't keep up with An Rongli's frightened horse.

Chen Moyun took Ruanjinsan, looked at the horse that was about to meet him, and couldn't move a step away.

Had he suffered so much that he should die under a horse?

This was Chen Moyun's last thought, he didn't notice two figures flying from his side.

When An Yicheng stretched out his hand to pull Chen Moyun towards him, suddenly Chen Moyun was rushed by a black shadow, just dodging the crazy horse that hit him.

However, An Yicheng was taken out because of the impact of the horse. He didn't feel the pain after landing, and he was slammed into a strong embrace.

Su Ziyu caught An Yicheng firmly, his back hit the ground hard, grinning hoarsely in pain, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, looking at his highness worriedly.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" Su Ziyu helped him up, but the man didn't even look at him.

Anyicheng looked straight at Chen Moyun, never leaving his eyes.

Chenyue threw herself on Chen Moyun's body, and both of them fell to the ground. He supported the waist of the person under him with one hand, and held the back of the person's head with the other. The back of his hand had worn off a layer of skin and wiped out blood.

Chen Moyun lay on the ground, facing his eyes, still immersed in the thrill just now.

He looked at Chenyue, feeling a little dazed, and asked uncertainly, "Is it the second son?"

Chenyue chuckled, got up and pulled him up, and flicked his head, "Don't you recognize your own brother?"

"My lord, you scared Xiao Li to death, woo woo..." It was that familiar voice, that familiar crying voice.

Xiao Li rushed into Chen Moyun's arms crying, hugged him, and cried like an unwanted child, "Young master didn't tell Xiao Li when he left, you know how worried Xiao Li is about you." ?"

She cried even more sadly, wiping her tears and snot all over Chen Moyun's clothes.

Chen Moyun touched her head as before, his eyes were slightly red with tears.

Anyicheng frowned slightly, looking at Chen Moyun's eyes that were extremely dark, he pushed Su Ziyu away and walked towards Princess Rongli.

"Brother—hands hurt, feet hurt—"

An Rongli thought that he was here to comfort her, lying in Xiaoyan's arms, she lifted her sleeves up high, revealing the scratched wounds, crying pitifully.

"Laughing, watch her, don't let her ride a horse anymore, or Gu will break her leg!" He was so cold that he didn't give An Rongli a look.

An Rongli was so frightened that she forgot to shed tears, and was unwilling, "Brother——"

Princess Rongli wanted to act like a spoiled child again, but Xiaoyan covered her mouth ruthlessly, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Yicheng is angry, Your Highness the Princess had better stop talking."

It's not good to bump into anyone, but it hit his brother's darling, if he received it well, he didn't expect to be cut off by others, it would be strange if he wasn't angry, he smiled and looked at An Rongli with some sympathy.

An Rongli cried even more sadly.

Xiaoyan picked her up and coaxed her softly, "Good princess, don't cry, brother Yicheng doesn't love you, and said with a smile that brother will love you!"

As soon as the words fell, An Rongli thumped him on the chest severely, and stared at him with wide eyes.

"Chen Moyun, get the hell out of here!"

How could this person always be cold to him and smile to others? How could it be!

"My lord, don't go—" Xiao Li grabbed his arm, very worried.

"Little Li, go with the second brother, your son is so powerful, nothing will happen."

Chen Moyun patted his head and coaxed him softly, his eyes were full of tenderness, which made An Yicheng's heart ache.

He seemed to have never had such a look in his eyes. Thinking about it, the shadow in his eyes became a little heavier.

"Your Highness, what can I order?" He was five steps away from An Yicheng, bowing respectfully.