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

In the tent, Chen Moyun's outer robe was scattered, and as he kicked Zhao Ping's back, the dagger in his hand stabbed fiercely into Zhao Ping's thigh.

With a shrill scream, Chen Moyun suddenly pulled out his dagger and stabbed at Zhao Ping's life.

The movement was too fast, and the pain burst out in two places. Zhao Ping's eyes were wide and bloodshot, and he looked at the flood of blood under his body in disbelief.

Then a desperate roar resounded through the sky.

Blood splattered on his bloodless face, like a demon from hell, beautiful and frighteningly cold.

An Yicheng looked at his scattered outer robe and his blood-stained inner garment, wondering what he was thinking.

"My lord!" Xiao Li covered her mouth with tears in her eyes, trembling all over.

Her young master was so gentle and kind before, but now he is forced to such a state by these people, the more she thought about it, the more her heart ached, and she was close to fainting.

Chenyue supported her, although there was some distress in her eyes, but it was more of a new look, Chen Moyun had many surprises that he hadn't discovered, she was brave and resourceful, and she acted decisively.

Is this still the little cousin who let Chen Ri and Chen Xing bully him at home and accepted it?

Zhao Ping fell to the ground, unable to move, pinning all his hopes for life on Anyicheng who had just pushed the door open.

If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't be as knowledgeable as him. The appearance of this man going crazy is exactly the same as Lin Luobai.

"Your Highness, save me—" His voice was hoarse, and the fear of death was in his eyes.

Chen Moyun was close to the madman, he pulled out the dagger, held it with both hands, pointed at Zhao Ping's heart, and was about to stab it.

His mind was full of Lin Wenqiu's screams that night, and the veins in his hands holding the dagger were bulging. He wanted to make this person pay the price.

Chen Moyun was so focused that he didn't notice that the moment he raised the dagger, An Yicheng grabbed the long whip hanging from his waist.

With a flick of his, he slammed hard on Chen Moyun's back, and the sound of the whip echoed in the air, which was unusually abrupt.

Chen Moyun was in pain, An Yicheng was too strong, he pressed his whole body down, he could only distract himself with one hand to support the ground, the fresh blood in his mouth spat on Zhao Ping's body, he didn't even look at An Yi Cheng glanced at it, raised his hand and was about to strike again.

The sound of the whip sounded again, but unlike before, it didn't fall on Chen Moyun's body.

Suddenly a woman fell heavily on him.

After all, Chen Moyun's saber didn't have time to land, he was knocked down by Xiao Li, and the dagger in his hand was also unable to hold it firmly due to the strong impact, and fell to the ground.

All this was too fast, Chenyue looked at her hand in disbelief, obviously he was still supporting Xiaoli just now, why did she run out to catch that whip?

An Yicheng's attendant noticed Chenyue's move and hurriedly controlled her. He looked at Chen Moyun, his eyes were already wet, and he shook his head again and again, "I'm sorry...I didn't protect her well..."

Chen Moyun looked at Xiao Li lying in her arms, her face was ashen, with blood dripping from her mouth, she seemed to want to say something, but when she opened her mouth, more blood flowed.

Even he himself couldn't bear being whipped by Anyicheng, let alone this timid, soft-skinned and frail woman.

Chen Moyun's eyes and pupils turned in a panic, and the hand he put on her back to catch Xiao Li slipped through a stream of heat. He was trembling all over, but he couldn't make any sound when he opened his mouth slightly. He felt that something was pressing on him. In his heart, he felt that thing suddenly split his internal organs like a knife.

He pulled out his trembling hand from behind Xiao Li's back, the palm was full of blood.

"An Yicheng help me save her, I beg you, she can't die...she's dead, I...what's left of me!" He broke down and cried, looking at An Yicheng at a loss.

In the previous life, he didn't protect anyone from the general's mansion. In this life, Lin Wenqiu is right in front of his eyes, but he can't recognize him, and he has no ability to protect her from harm. Now, the girl who protects him wholeheartedly, also because of wanting to Seriously injured while protecting him.

He still can't do anything, he can only beg the person who gave him all the pain over and over again, how failed he is to live!

Seeing his helpless appearance, Xiao Li's heart ached even more. She struggled to show a smile, and finally reached out her hand to touch Chen Moyun's face with great effort. She wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Suddenly the hand fell heavily, and she lost consciousness.

"Su Ziyu, hurry up and teach the imperial physician!"

An Yicheng roared, he also panicked, dropped the blood-stained long whip, and looked at Chen Moyun blankly.

"Let me go!" Chenyue struggled to break free, but was still firmly controlled.

"Let him go." Anyi Cheng said.

Chenyue stepped forward to touch Xiaoli's and Chen Moyun's tendons respectively, took out the small medicine bottle in her arms, poured out the pills and gave them two to take respectively.

"Ayun, don't worry, Xiao Li just passed out!" Chenyue, who had always been calm, had panic and guilt in her eyes.

"Second brother..." His voice was trembling, and he was extremely fragile, "You must help me protect her!"

It was Chen Moyun again that An Yicheng had never seen before.

He clenched his fists with both hands, pushed Chenyue away, and aimed straight at Chen Moyun.

Regardless of Chen Moyun's resistance, he directly knocked her out and picked her up.

Looking at Zhao Ping who dragged his broken leg to the corner to watch the play, he warned: "If you dare to touch him again in the future, don't blame Gu for not remembering the past." His tone was gloomy, and his eyes made people shudder.

……

Two days have passed since that night, and An Yicheng has been guarding by Chen Moyun's bedside. Except for Emperor Lin summoning him once, he never left the rest of the time.

Chen Moyun opened his eyes, and what he saw was An Yicheng who was lying on his bedside, sleeping with his head propped up.

He got up slowly, the injury on his back hadn't healed yet, when he moved a little, he was stretched and felt pain.

An Yicheng woke up with a start, looking at Chen Moyun who had already sat up, a little flustered, the words he wanted to apologize came to his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

He is a noble prince, only others bow to him.

"Are you thirsty? I'll pour you water!" He hurriedly picked up the cup and kettle, and the cup in his nervous hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"Here... and the cup..." He panicked even more, he was afraid that Chen Moyun would ignore him from now on.

"Can I see Xia Chenyue?"

Anyicheng paused when he poured water.

Chen Moyun was ready to be rejected, and also prepared for that person to lose his temper.

"Su Ziyu, go and ask the Second Young Master Chen to come over." He continued to pour water and brought it to Chen Moyun's bedside.

Ignoring the disbelief in Chen Moyun's eyes, he handed the water to his mouth.

"I'm not thirsty." Chen Moyun looked away, not wanting to meet his gaze.

"It's okay." An Yicheng drank the water in the glass directly, "Are you hungry? I'll ask someone to prepare breakfast..."

"I don't have an appetite." He refused him again, and Chen Moyun kept staring outside the tent door until Chenyue's figure appeared in his line of sight, and then he showed a shallow smile.

A moment of disappointment flashed in Anyicheng's eyes, and he slowly put down the water glass in his hand.

"Foreign ministers pay homage to Your Highness." Chenyue saluted respectfully.

"Excuse me." An Yicheng said unhappily. "Come here, Ah Yun has something to tell you."

"Your Highness, can you go out first?" Chen Moyun asked with the mentality of trying.

An Yicheng looked at Chenyue and then at Chen Moyun, "I will give you a cup of tea, and..." He warned Chenyue, "You just stand here and talk to Ayun, don't come Go to the bed!"

……

Su Ziyu watched her master walking back and forth outside the tent with her hands behind her back, looking in through the gap from time to time, those who didn't know thought the princess was giving birth inside.

Fortunately, there is no crown princess yet, so people don't think about it.

Su Ziyu knew that His Highness was completely trapped, thinking, he couldn't help stretching out his hand towards An Yicheng's figure, but he couldn't catch anything.

For him, Anyicheng is like a ray of light, which can bring light when he is desperate, but he can't catch this ray of light no matter what, and he is not greedy, as long as he can stay with Anyi It's good to be around.

Chenyue came out of the tent, met An Yicheng, saluted again, and then left in a hurry. In two days, the envoys of Yao Kingdom will leave for the country.

After learning that Xiao Li was out of danger, Chen Moyun finally felt relieved, and his mood improved a lot. He had a deeper smile than before, and his eyes lit up.

But when An Yicheng came in, everything disappeared. He stared at An Yicheng, very vigilant, it would be better to see Chenyue's relaxed state.

An Yicheng felt stuffy, but no matter how much he was disliked by Chen Moyun, he still sat down on the side of the bed cheekily, "Why are you so happy chatting with Second Young Master Chen?"

He just asked casually to ease the relationship with Chen Moyun, but it sounded a little threatening to Chen Moyun.

"Your Highness, calm down, I just asked about Xiao Li's situation, and didn't mention anything else!"

Although Chen Moyun was more respectful to him than before, he seemed to have alienated him a lot, and An Yicheng didn't like this feeling very much.

He reached out to pin the man's hair behind his ears.

Chen Moyun watched the hand approaching slowly, and asked: "Your Highness, can you not touch me?" The voice was cold, and the expression was indifferent, not as resisting as before, but this way was more hurtful.

Anyicheng's hand stopped, unable to advance or retreat, suddenly sighed, and withdrew his hand, "Is Ah Yun still angry?"

How many steps back he took for the first time in his life, it was all because of this person in front of him.

"Your Highness is worrying too much." It was still clear and cold.

Anyicheng became a little manic, and in order to prevent the next uncontrollable situation, he got up and left.

After he left, Chen Moyun relaxed a little, his face was tired, he got out of bed, walked to the table with bare feet, drank water, and his stomach growled.

He drank a few more glasses and lay down on the table, not knowing what to think about.

Suddenly the door curtain was lifted, and Su Ziyu walked in with a food box, "I have good news for you."

Chen Moyun lacked interest, and still lay on his stomach, "Yeah." His voice was soft and waxy, it was tired and lazy after relaxing.

He seems to be able to let go of his guard against everyone except An Yicheng, and he can show his most comfortable appearance.

"Zhao Ping's leg is crippled. I think he won't be able to fight in the future, and he can only be a eunuch in this life." Su Ziyu put the porridge in front of him, and took out a few light dishes, "His Highness specially ordered Made in the kitchen."

"En!" Chen Moyun sipped the porridge, turning a deaf ear to Su Ziyu's second sentence.

"During the two days you were in a coma, His Highness was in a state of undress..."

"After eating, I'll go out to get some air." He put down the bowl and interrupted Su Ziyu's words.

"Chen Moyun! His Highness treats you..." He hesitated to speak, his tone softened a bit, "How could you..."

"Then what do you want from me, Su Huwei!" Chen Moyun had already walked to the tent door, and since he woke up, he had been suppressing his temper, but when he heard Su Ziyu's questioning, he suddenly exploded.

He turned to face Su Ziyu, and said word by word: "Isn't it thanks to your Highness what I have experienced! These two days, he took care of me day and night, did I beg him? Do I still need to be grateful to him? !"

What Su Ziyu said was speechless.

"Can……"

"Su Ziyu, shut up and get out!" An Yicheng didn't know when he stood outside the door, maybe he didn't go far.

Su Ziyu still wanted to defend herself, but when she saw An Yicheng's silence, she went out with a food box a little aggrieved.

Chen Moyun turned his back to An Yicheng. The peace he had maintained just now was disrupted by his words. At this moment, he hoped that An Yicheng would lose his temper severely, and he would not be as quiet and scary as he is now. .

"Ayun, don't you want to go out and relax? How about being alone with you?" He lowered his status again.

"No need." He turned around and passed An Yicheng directly.

Anyicheng followed him cautiously, not daring to get too close or too far away from him.Watch him walk to the dry grass by himself.