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

An Zexi was disabled, so he was not allowed to go to the altar, and he didn't even have the chance to go to the arc platform to watch the ceremony.

He was wearing a tiger mask, standing by the lake, looking at the crowd in the lake unwillingly.

As long as he can remember, every autumn hunting and sacrifice, he can only stand far away on the shore, watching his father and queen, An Yicheng worship on the square platform, and his sister is in the audience, with a look of admiration on her face. looking at her brother-in-law.

Obviously he is their relative whose blood is thicker than water, their biological son, and her brother of the same father and mother, but they were all snatched away by An Yicheng.

Obviously he is the eldest son, the crown prince of Lin country, so should he suffer these injustices due to his birth disability?

"I'm not reconciled, my lord. Even an actor like Su Ziyu can go on stage, but a noble prince like you can only stand by the lake and watch them with the low-ranking courtiers."

Literally beats the heart.

An Zexi looked at this strange man wearing the tiger mask of Prince Cen's mansion, his eyes were cold, and he said vigilantly: "Who are you, and what are your plans to find this king."

"May the prince take a step to speak?"

The crowd was noisy and chaotic, and no one noticed the two of them.

The two of them hid themselves in the jungle beside Laibo Lake and went to the depths. There were sounds of autumn insects all around them, and they could faintly see red flames through the bushes.

Chen Moyun took off the mask, An Zexi was not too surprised.

Chen Moyun defected to him, this is what he expected, An Yicheng's mansion has his eyeliner, he has long heard that An Yicheng is obsessed with the beauty of a man from the Yao country, and tried every means to keep him. by my side.

He also heard that this beautiful woman from the Yao country was very stubborn and would rather die than submit. She was tortured by Anyi Chengfei, who tied her up with a bracelet and anklet and imprisoned him for more than a month, using Ruanjin powder to control him every day.

That day, he and his sister were handed over to Zhao Ping, and they were tortured. If he hadn't rescued him, with Zhao Ping's despicable methods on the bed, Lin Wenqiu would have gone crazy if he didn't die.

Today, the servant who served him was killed with a stick, which made the beauty heartbroken.

His younger brother really doesn't know how to pursue others, if he does this, ghosts will fall in love with him!

"It's you! Tell me, what can you do with me!" His tone slowed down a bit, not as cold as before.

"I want to help the prince get rid of An Yicheng and ascend to the throne of the Kingdom of Lin." Chen Moyun's eyes were firm, without any hesitation.

"Oh? What chips do you have, worthy of my king's cooperation with you?"

There is another person in this world who hates An Yicheng like him, and being betrayed by his beloved should let An Yicheng experience this feeling.

"On the day of Concubine Rong's death, An Yicheng joined forces with Zhao Ping to rebel." He revealed all the news that he found that day.

An Zexi frowned, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of this matter. After a long time, he looked at Chen Moyun, "Three days later, this king will ask someone to give you a pack of poison. As long as you let Anyi accept it, this king will be with you." You cooperate."

"Poison?" Chen Moyun was a little puzzled, if he directly poisoned An Yicheng to death, wouldn't it be too cheap for him!

"Don't worry, I can't bear the crime of murdering the current crown prince, it's just to embarrass him in the competition three days later!"

If the information Chen Moyun got was true, it would be better to let him rebel if he poisoned An Yicheng. It would be better to kill Emperor Lin, and both sides would suffer, and then he would reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Being tricked by the one he loves should make him suffer for a long time!

"Libi--"

The sound of the sacrificial drums had stopped, and the entertainers in the audience knelt down one after another to welcome their honorable emperor, empress and prince.

The surface of the water was chilly, and the dead leaves were floating freely. People on the shore squatted by the lake and put down different lanterns one after another, which immediately illuminated the dark lake.

An Yicheng bid farewell to Emperor Lin and the Queen in a hurry, and went to the seat where An Rongli was sitting.

"Xiaoxiao, don't eat, brother... is here!" An Rongli quickly swallowed the food in her mouth, patted Xiaoyan's arm and spoke incoherently.

Because she feels that her prince brother is not in a good mood now, and Xiao Yan thinks so too.

"Where did you get this mask!" He said seriously, grabbing An Rongli's wrist with too much force.

"Brother, it hurts...it hurts."

Xiaoyan looked at An Rongli frowning in pain, feeling a little distressed.

Although I know that when An Yicheng is angry, I should lower my sense of existence to avoid getting burned.

But as the princess' chief bodyguard, he couldn't do that.

"Brother Yicheng, isn't it just a mask!" He risked his life, pulled An Yicheng's hand away, and pulled An Rongli behind him, "The princess likes it, so I will exchange it with Brother Moyun."

Anyicheng looked towards the shore, there was a dark group of people, looking for Chen Moyun was undoubtedly looking for a needle in a haystack.

He didn't take this opportunity to escape!How dare he!

"Su Ziyu, the person who brought you must find Chen Moyun, if he can't find it, then don't come back!"

"Yes!"

Such a person should be tied up with a rope so that he cannot escape from his side even a single step.

……

The Kongming lanterns all over the sky have already floated into the sky, glowing brightly, shining like stars.

Chen Moyun went to the dark place, and there was a cold corpse in the withered grass sunken by the stone. It was the owner of the tiger mask that was killed just now to hide people's eyes and ears.

"Princess's mask is not easy to do. Don't mind the person who killed you!" He said slowly, and threw the tiger mask in his hand at the corpse.

He picked up the rabbit mask that had been hidden in advance from the side, and put it on.

"Small pawn, kill him if you want!" An Zexi's eyes changed when he looked at him.

Sure enough, the person An Yicheng could fall in love with, how could he be Fanpin, he had always been Chen Moyun, a superficial beauty with nothing but skin.

Unexpectedly, it is also a ruthless character.

Chen Moyun bid farewell to An Zexi and walked to the other side of the night. Next, he should think about how to deal with An Yicheng!

An Zexi called the guards who had been following him from afar, and asked them to dispose of the corpse, and return to the original place to taste wine and enjoy lanterns as if nothing had happened.

Not as relaxed as An Zexi, Chen Moyun looked around, he was looking for Zhao Ping, the way to calm An Yicheng's anger towards him was to direct his anger to other people.

Zhao Ping is not difficult to find, he must be found wherever there are many beautiful women, Vice General Zhao will always be accompanied by beautiful women when he goes to war.

Finding the target, Chen Moyun pretended to bump into him inadvertently.

Zhao Ping was a little confused after drinking, and became even more angry. He grabbed the person's arm and shouted: "That short-sighted person dares to bump into this general!"

His attendants blocked Chen Moyun's way.

Zhao Ping threw the jug in his hand to the ground, and took off Chen Moyun's mask. "It's you, your sister hasn't played enough, but you brought it to your door!"

Chen Moyun punched Zhao Ping in the face, the movement was too fast, the attendant didn't realize it, and stepped forward to control Chen Moyun.

"I am His Highness's man, you dare to touch me!"

Zhao Ping was punched, and his stomach was full of fire, but when he heard this sentence, he became even angrier.

What kind of thing is Anyi Cheng? It doesn't depend on the strength of their general Xiping!

He punched Chen Moyun's stomach with a fist, and he was not relieved, he shook his hand, and punched several times heavily one after another.

He only felt a shock in his abdomen, and the pain made him feel as if all his strength had been emptied, and he fell down, and the attendant quickly let go of him.

Chen Moyun curled up on the ground, his veins bulged, and his stomach acid mixed with water rushed up his throat, making him extremely uncomfortable. How could he be merciful to this kind of person back then, and forget that kindness does not hold soldiers.

Zhao Ping squatted down, broke Zhengchen Moyun's face, and looked at his facial features.

Before, Lin Wenqiu was the first, and he loved women more, so he didn't realize that the man in front of him had some charm, not inferior to the women in his house at all.

"Women... I've played it before, but men... I haven't tried it yet." He said drunkenly with a hint of alcohol.

If he was sober, Zhao Ping wouldn't dare to touch this person. After all, An Yicheng still cared about this person, but alcohol makes him courageous.

"take away!"

Chen Moyun was supported by an attendant on his shoulders. He looked at the noisy crowd and the lake with sparkling stars. His eyes drifted to the altar in the lake without knowing it. The sacrifice was over and there was no one there.

I wish An Yicheng could find him sooner, he thought, and arrived at Zhao Ping's tent all the way.

He was rudely put on the bed. Although there was still a faint pain in his abdomen, it was a bearable pain.

Taking advantage of Zhao Ping closing the door, he quietly touched the dagger tied to his leg and hid it under the pillow. This time he will take Zhao Ping's life.

Zhao Ping sat by the bed, and swept him from head to toe through his clothes, "When I was a soldier in Yao country, I used to covet General Lin."

Chen Moyun's pupils trembled, and he wanted to vomit with nausea, and there was a trace of disgust and disgust in the cold eyes that looked at Zhao Ping.

"At that time, I was also stupid. I always thought that it would be fine if General Lin was a woman. After arriving in Lin Country, I realized that a man is also fine."

Although Zhao Ping's face was still flushed, the drunkenness in his eyes had slowly dissipated, "After he died, God knew it was hard for the general to miss him, so he specially asked you to fulfill the general's wish."

Saying that, the hands that were untying Chen Moyun's belt trembled a little.

He's about to get his wish!

"I am His Highness's man. Since Vice General Zhao has sobered up, he should send me back now."

As soon as the voice fell, the outer robe had already been undone.

"They all know that the general is drunk, and you have to believe that the general is not drunk." He smiled and went to take off Chen Moyun's underwear, "It would be great if it was a woman."

Chen Moyun leaned back, slowly stretched his hand under the pillow, and tightly grasped the handle of the knife.

As the belt of the inner jacket was untied, he took the dagger and slashed at his neck with lightning speed.

Zhao Ping reacted very quickly, he dodged back, although he was still scratched, but the wound was not deep.

"It's the general who underestimated you!"

Zhao Ping moved his muscles and bones, his whole body tensed up, he was just an actor who could be teased when he was not in front of his eyes.

He punched him, but was easily dodged by Chen Moyun sideways. After a few moves, the ornaments in the tent fell to the ground one after another, making moderate noises.

It's not surprising that the attendants guarding the tents are only for fun in the general's room.

Suddenly An Yicheng came towards Zhao Ping's tent with his attendants in a hurry. Xiaoli and Chenyue followed behind An Yicheng. It was getting dark. Zhao Ping's men couldn't see how many people were there. They thought they were patrolling outside. When the brothers came back, they didn't care.

After seeing clearly that it was Anyicheng, the attendant panicked for a while.

"General, Your Highness is here!"

What answered them was the shattering of a porcelain bowl, and An Yicheng had already arrived in front of them.

They knelt down and didn't dare to breathe out, the voice in the tent had stopped, An Yicheng clenched his hands into fists, his eyes became even colder, and he kicked towards the door.