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

When he woke up, he was in a magnificent room. In the hall, the man was wearing a large red dress, with peonies quietly blooming on the sleeves, full of nobility.

The man smiled, warm, like a spring breeze.If it weren't for the fact that his hands were tied with red ropes, he really felt that the person in front of him was a good person.

Su Ziyu sat at An Yicheng's feet, with a slender figure. He lay his head on his lap, and there were obvious red marks on his white neck.

Anyicheng looked at Chen Moyun, but stretched out his hand in front of Su Ziyu. Su Ziyu gently kissed the back of his hand, repeatedly.

Chen Moyun was not too surprised. When he was in the Chen family, he often saw the children of the Chen family messing around with the opera singers.

It's just that he was a little depressed. That night, it was this person in the hall who almost made him innocent.

"What a wonderful person." As he spoke, An Yicheng took a sip of wine and poured another glass. Holding the crystal clear wine glass in his hand, he seemed a little drunk and slowly walked towards Chen Moyun.

He slightly raised his chin, looked at his clean and bright eyes, and his attractive thin lips.He took another sip of his wine and called out. "Wonderful, really wonderful."

"If it's not that Gu hasn't played enough, I really want to keep you now!"

Chen Moyun frowned, looking puzzled.

"Throw it out, Gu still has fun with him."

what do you mean?

When he was puzzled, he had already been thrown on the ground, and Chen Moyun staggered up.

It was already slightly bright, and he felt sore all over. Could it be that he slept on the floor all night last night, and then the man in red who looked like an evildoer just looked at him like that all night?

Thinking about it, he got goosebumps all over his body.

"A Yun."

Looking at the source of the sound, the pockmarked face appeared from the side of the pillar, waving at Chen Moyun non-stop, looking around vigilantly.

"Are you okay!" He pulled Chen Moyun behind the pillar, saw that no one was following, and said, "Last night, I saw a person who looked very much like my junior brother. It was an emergency, so I chased him out first. "

He looked at him carefully, and continued, "It's fine."

Chen Moyun felt a little lonely, pulled up his sleeves, and walked towards the inn.

Suddenly, rain floated up in the gray sky, and it sprinkled on him little by little. He actually hated it, hated the feeling of rain touching his skin.

"Ayun, does Lingmei not want to leave?"

Chen Moyun turned around, looked at him, shook his head, "Let's go together tomorrow."

His voice was lost.

It's good to know she's alive...

He stepped forward and hugged him, without seeing the surprise on the man's face.

"Thank you for risking your life to help me, brother."

"Ayun, tomorrow you and Xiaoli will leave first, and I will go to inquire about my junior brother's whereabouts, and I will catch up with you soon." He wiped away the tears that were about to hang from Chen Moyun's eyes.

……

The next day, a young man in gray drove a black carriage slowly out of the city. The road was full of colorful fallen leaves, and the wheels made a crisp sound as they rolled over the dead leaves.

Xiao Li handed a bottle of water from the car to Chen Moyun who was driving, and sat on the other side of the car, the wind blowing leaves rustled all the way.

Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound of horseshoes behind them. They looked back, and Si Muqing and several guards rode towards them on horseback.

"My lord, is that Mr. Yi Cheng?" Xiao Li exclaimed.

Those guards blocked Chen Moyun's view. If you looked carefully, you would find a wounded man following behind Si Muqing's horse.

The man's face was covered with pockmarks, and he was wearing a blood-stained white singlet. The scars on his body were as many as the pockmarks on his face.

His hands were tied, and the other end of the rope was in Si Muqing's hand.The horse ran so fast that his whole body was almost dragged to the ground, and the soil under his body was stained red.

He was on the verge of death, but he kept shouting: "A Yun, let's go—"

Chen Moyun stopped the carriage and hurried down, he stood among the flying dead leaves, his hands clenched into fists, Xiao Li beside him was so frightened that he couldn't cry.

"You stop the horse—" he shouted hoarsely.

Hearing the sound, Si Muqing made a gesture, and then they stopped.

Yi Cheng behind the horse lay exhausted on the ground, motionless, if he wasn't still gasping for breath, Chen Moyun would have thought that he had died because of him.

Chen Moyun staggered forward, knelt down beside Yi Cheng, anxiously untied the ropes from his hands, and let the dying man lean on him.

"Are you... okay? I... shouldn't... ask you to help me."

Something cold dripped onto Yi Cheng's hand.

He looked at him, in a daze for a moment, this person was crying for him, since he was a child, it seemed that no one had cried for him.

Chen Moyun's eyes were red, and the big tears, like pearls with a broken string, kept streaming down.

Sure enough, beautiful people look good no matter what, and they look even better when they cry, Yi Cheng thought to himself, the feeling of being cared about is really good.

"Ah Qing, why are you doing this to him? Did Prince Lin ask for it?" The voice was a bit crying, but it was sonorous and forceful.

"No, he instigated you to break into the prince's mansion, so you should have thought of the consequences..."

"I originally thought that you had no choice but to help Prince Nalin, and I thought you were kind, but you..."

"Sorry for disappointing my brother." Si Muqing's tone was a little disappointed, she lowered her eyes, not daring to look at the person who was extremely disappointed in her. "The prince's mansion has lost the night pearl bestowed by the emperor. You are suspected, so you can't leave yet."

"I can go back with you, but please find a doctor and save him. He is dragged down by me."

He begged to stop blaming her.

She shook her head and waved again. "His Royal Highness ordered that this person must die."

One guard immediately stepped forward to pull Chen Moyun away, and the other restrained Xiao Li.

"You can't—Ah Qing, you can't—" he roared, his voice hoarse.

As soon as the words fell, Si Muqing waved his hand cleanly, and a delicate dagger pierced Yi Cheng's heart without any mistakes.

Chen Moyun opened his red eyes in disbelief, spit out a mouthful of blood in anxiety, and passed out.

Lying in the prince's mansion for two days, he opened his eyes slightly on the third day, his face was pale, he moved his lips, but he couldn't say anything.

Then there were tears.

"My lord, don't cry, when you cry, Xiao Li wants to cry too." After speaking, she began to cry loudly. "Sister Mu Qing said, Mr. Yi Cheng...is a thief, they... found Ye Mingzhu on him, and he wants to put the blame on you...he...he deserves to die."

Chen Moyun turned over, ignored her, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Silly Xiaoli, why don't you believe everything.

When he woke up again, he had already recovered, and Chen Moyun sat dumbly in the bathtub, letting the maid in the prince's mansion wipe his body and then get dressed.

His jet-black hair was tied up with a red string, and the maid opened the red coat.

"I don't wear this, give me plain white clothes."

"However, Your Highness ordered..."

"I said I wouldn't wear it!" He angrily threw the dress out the door, his tone was so fierce that it sounded soft and weak.

"I'll ask Miss Si..." The eldest maid was at a loss.

After a while, Si Muqing came over with plain white clothes, and Chen Moyun glanced at her, but said nothing...

Surrounded by them, he came to the main hall. The maids were trembling along the way, and even their breathing was deliberately slowed down.

He knelt on the crimson floor, looking at His Highness the Crown Prince with his back turned to him, he felt that figure was somewhat familiar.

"Why don't you wear the clothes that I chose for you alone?" The man still didn't move, his back was still facing him.

"Caomin's friend is gone. He has no relatives or friends. Caomin wants to mourn for him." He said very sincerely.

"Didn't I say that the purpose of his approaching you is to steal the lonely Ye Mingzhu, and then use you as a scapegoat?"

Chen Moyun looked at his back and paused word by word: "I don't believe it, he is very nice."

"Do you trust me that much, Ayun?"

Chen Moyun stared at the man's back in shock, and trembled slightly.

This hoarse voice, who else could it be if it wasn't Yi Cheng's.

An Yicheng turned around slowly, that face was clearly Yi Cheng's, it was indeed full of pockmarks, and there was a scar on half of his face.

He seemed very satisfied with Chen Moyun's surprised and resentful expression.

An Yicheng wiped the handkerchief soaked in advance on his face. His face was sharp and slightly evil. If it wasn't the high-ranking Prince Lin, who could it be?

"Is it fun, Your Highness the Crown Prince?" For such a person, he vomited blood in grief and guilt, and even wanted to mourn for him!

Ridiculous, really ridiculous...

"If Your Highness is having fun, can you let Cao Min and Xiao Li go back to Yao Kingdom?"

He didn't want to argue with the person in front of him any more. This person killed him as easily as he would crush an ant.

"Be obedient and obedient. One day when Gu is in a good mood, I will let you go back."

He leaned down, and stroked his cheek lightly with his slender index finger: "Whoever made you look so attractive to Gu, let Gu try it, and let you go when he is satisfied."

The people and animals he smiled were harmless, pure and lovely, but those hands had slipped to Chen Moyun's Adam's apple at some point, and he pressed harder, as if it would be crushed in the next second.

Chen Moyun trembled and flinched in fear. "If His Highness forces the grassroots, the grassroots would rather die."

"Die, is it fun?" His tone became cold.

He slowly untied the red rope wrapped around his wrist, then brought it close to Chen Moyun's ear, and said charmingly: "Next, it may be very painful."

Before Chen Moyun could react, the thin red rope had already strangled his neck, and then the man stood up, pulled the rope and dragged him into the room.

"Cough cough cough..." He lay on the carpet in the room, breathing heavily.

Tears rolled from the pain, and a bloodstain was strangled on the snow-white neck, which was particularly conspicuous.

After a long time, he got up from the ground, sat on the ground with his back to Anyicheng, pulled off the red rope still hanging around his neck with his hands, and held it tightly in his hands. That man was simply a lunatic.

"How does it feel to die?"

Silence answered him.

"Come here." He whispered, as if coaxing a frightened rabbit.

The people on the ground were motionless.

The corners of Anyicheng's mouth curled up slightly, he really is someone who is not afraid of death.

"Come here." He said again, but this time, his tone was much colder than before.

Seeing the situation, the serving maids knelt down and trembled.Usually, An Yicheng would be bloodied if he behaved like this.

The room was eerily quiet, only the sound of An Yicheng tapping on the table was heard.Every time I knocked, I was shocked.Chen Moyun couldn't take it anymore, and took a step forward as if compromising.

Bang - as if he didn't see his compromise, An Yicheng smashed the cup down.

"Your Highness, please forgive me." The servant girls said in unison, their voices trembling terribly.

"Gu gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it." A cold voice sounded.

Since he was a child, he didn't like people not obeying his orders. The more others tried to oppose him, the more he wanted to lower that person's aura and crush his self-esteem.

Naturally, it depends on the identity of the other party. He is very interested in someone like Chen Moyun who has no power and no power, and who looks like him!

He wants to obliterate his edges and corners, and turn him into a puppet for people to play with, for his entertainment, although he himself has no edges and corners.

Chen Moyun looked at the wine glass smashed on the ground, at a loss.

If he knew what was going to happen next, when he said "come here" for the first time, he would have gone up without saying a word.

Anyicheng smiled, and the playfulness in his eyes became even more serious.He pointed to one maid to stay, and waved the other maids to leave.

Then the guards brought up a wooden cage, which was round and could accommodate the next adult.

The cage isn't scary, it's the creatures inside that are scary.That was the first time he saw so many snakes, they were entangled with each other, crawled in the cage, spit out bright red letters, and made provocative sounds.

He looked at An Yicheng, his eyes were full of fear, this weak and helpless look was very pitiful!

An Yicheng seemed very satisfied with the effect in front of him, and enjoyed watching Chen Moyun's expression.

"Come here." He called him, and he smiled. This smile is the sympathy of the strong for the weak.

He passed by, walking quickly, and he touched his hair with satisfaction.She bowed her head and whispered softly in his ear. "Unfortunately, it's too late."

After finishing speaking, the guard grabbed the maid who was kneeling on the ground. The maid was trembling with fear, tears streaming down her face, she wanted to cry, but she was afraid of offending An Yicheng, so she could only sob softly.

"Don't you want to die? Gu Pian doesn't let you wish, how about letting this maid die for you?"

Chen Moyun was anxious to hold An Yicheng's hand, and begged: "I know I was wrong, let her go, I don't want to die... Please..."

He saw that he was so anxious that he was about to cry, and he didn't know why he felt a little uncomfortable. In the past, he always saw the more pain others suffered, the happier he felt.

Suddenly Chen Moyun pulled his hand, and then felt the back of his hand a little itchy, soft and sticky.

He looked down and saw Chen Moyun kissing his hand.

He actually felt a little disgusted by that humiliated look.

I don't know why, but he doesn't seem to be as happy as he imagined, but instead feels a little stuffy.

"No point, let's all go down!"

As if something dirty had touched his hand, he jerked back and slumped on the chair, not knowing what to think.