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

To An Zexi, Su Ziyu was just an insignificant existence. As soon as Chen Moyun spoke, he agreed.

The prison was damp and dark, with an unpleasant smell, and piercing screams came from time to time. Chen Moyun followed behind the jailer. He was still seriously ill. Although he was holding the stove in his hand, there was no warmth at all. They Stop at a cell with many prisoners.

Chen Moyun looked into the crowd, all in prison uniform, unkempt, with wounds of various sizes, but he did not find Su Ziyu's figure among the crowd.

The jailer opened the cell door. "Who is Su Ziyu, come out!"

Hearing this, the prisoner scattered around, revealing a person.

The man was leaning against the wall exhaustedly, with no clothes covering his body, his fair skin was covered with scars, but they were not wounds from punishment, they seemed to be hickey marks and scratch marks left by a man.

His hair was disheveled, his face was dirty, and there was a horrible scar on the left side of his cheek.

Those eyes, which were prettier than Chen Moyun's, were full of vigilance and fear. The moment he saw Chen Moyun, he subconsciously covered the terrible scar. It was the appearance of a woman. Such and such made people feel distressed and angry. .

Chen Moyun pushed away the jailer standing in front of him, and strode forward. Seeing him coming, Su Ziyu backed away in a panic, but there was no way to retreat, and he raised his chained hands hurriedly. , covered his face tightly.

Chen Moyun took off the cloak and wrapped it tightly. Su Ziyu put down his hands and looked at him in disbelief, his eyes were moist and dripping uncontrollably.

Chen Moyun drew out the knife from the waist of the jailer who was following him, with a cold expression, and suddenly put the knife on his neck, causing the jailer to kneel down in fright.

The prisoners around were frightened by his aura, and they all showed fear and moved to the corner.

"Who has touched him!" His eyes darkened, his voice was gloomy and frightening, and the people under the knife trembled in fright, "I will give you ten numbers and call them over!"

The jailer trotted out in a hurry to call for someone.

Chen Moyun looked at Su Ziyu worriedly, wanted to say something to comfort him, but didn't know what to say, suddenly the man knelt down in front of him with a plop, and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Su Ziyu didn't blink his eyes, staring at the prisoner who moved to the corner, the round teardrops kept falling down, sliding across the wound and turning red, his voice was hoarse and trembling, "Mr. Chen, please help me!" Kill them!"

He looked up with pleading eyes, and clenched his hands into fists.

"Okay!" Chen Mo agreed and clenched the knife in his hand. He was extremely fast. He raised the knife and dropped it, but instead of taking his life, he slashed at a pair of dirty eyes, followed by his wrist. , blood spattered on his black clothes, and there was a steady stream of wailing in the prison.

Like hell.

The five or six guards who had just walked to the prison saw this bloody scene. Two of them were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, terrified, and the rest ran away.

Chen Moyun stepped out and did not give them a chance to escape at all. He still used the same method, taking out his eyes first, and then amputating his hands and feet.

I heard that when a person is in the dark, his senses will gradually enlarge and become more sensitive.

Let them immerse themselves in the dark, feel the blood flow from their wrists, amplify their fear, and accept death in despair.

No one in this cell was spared.

Chen Moyun threw the blood-stained knife, looked at the blood red in his hand with disgust, and frowned.

The guards who rushed over after hearing the sound were stunned for a moment when they saw this tragic situation, but they quickly reacted, and they saluted Chen Moyun respectfully. "My lord, this is?" asked the chief guard.

"Is there any water?" Chen Moyun answered irrelevantly.

The guard brought a basin of water, and Chen Moyun dipped his hands into his hands, washing from his fingers to his wrists, the water turned from clear to red.

"They're disrespectful to me, so it's not an exaggeration to hurt them!" He wiped his hands, disgusted by those screams of pain.

"Can I ask the doctor to..."

Chen Moyun's movement of wiping his hands suddenly paused. The chief guard saw his eyes and swallowed back the words, "This subordinate knows what to do!"

……

In the carriage, the two were sitting opposite each other. Su Ziyu's eyes were dull, staring at one place, blinking very slowly.

"Did His Highness beg you to save me?" After a long time, he asked anxiously.

Chen Moyun saw his emotions on the verge of collapse, swallowed the words that could have been blurted out, he didn't know whether to lie or tell the truth.

"It's Liu Bingyi, right? That's right, who else will remember me except this silly boy!" He laughed at himself, with disappointment in his eyes.

That Su Ziyu who held the long sword to his chest and dismissed him every time seemed to never come back.

"Sorry, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have let them do this!"

"I don't blame you, if you want to blame it, blame my face." He stroked his cheek lightly, and when he touched the scar, he quickly retracted, "Am I ugly?" He seemed to ask Chen Moyun seemed to be talking to himself again.

"It will be cured, without scars!" He is not very good at comforting people, but he knows that what that person needs most now is to be cared about, so he got up and sat with Su Ziyu, and gave him a hug awkwardly, gently Pat him on the back lightly.

When Lin Wenqiu encountered sad things before, that's how he comforted her.

Su Ziyu's strong emotions collapsed in an instant, and finally burst into tears.

……

When he returned to the prime minister's mansion, it was already dark. Chen Moyun ordered people to tidy up the wing room, and after Su Ziyu was settled, he walked into the room exhausted.

Tomorrow, we will leave for Pingliang City to negotiate with Liu Shuo. General Wu in Pingliang City held back Liu Shuo's support on the day Anyicheng rebelled. But who knew Han Ning, the general of the Lin Kingdom, appeared on the way.

Jiang Zeyou had long ordered Han Ning to lead the army to stand at the border between Yao Kingdom and Lin Kingdom, ready to support Anyicheng at any time.

However, the Imperial Mausoleum of the Lin Kingdom is located in the hinterland of the Lin Kingdom, and Han Ning brought relatively few people, so it was impossible to go all the way north. After all, the road to the Lin Kingdom's imperial city had to pass through several cities, all of which were guarded by troops. The life and death of the trapped emperor's mausoleum is unknown, and Han Ning has just been named a general. He has little actual combat experience, so he doesn't know how to solve the current predicament.

The original plan was that Liu Shuo would go all the way to support An Yicheng with the forged Emperor Xianlin's recall edict. After killing Emperor Lin, the beacon fire would be burned, and Han Ning would lead his troops north. Liu Shuo's army would go south, Outer encirclement, break down one by one.

But he didn't know that the city that must pass through to the capital of Lin Kingdom, because of a decree brought by An Zexi, everyone knew about the rebellion between An Yicheng and Liu Shuo, and Liu Shuo couldn't rush to support him with the army.

Han Ning stared at the direction of Linguo Imperial City, eager to see through, but he couldn't see the beacon fire for a long time. Just when he was at a loss, Pingliang City, which was closer to them, suddenly fell into the flames of war. It was An Yicheng's rebellion that caused chaos in Lin's country, so Han Ning led the army to investigate.

This trip took Pingliang City with Liu Shuo.

Chen Moyun took off the bloody clothes and threw them to Xiaosi in disgust, "Burn it!"

Immersed in the tub, there were splashes of moderate size. The coldness on his body was slowly dissipated as he submerged his whole body, and the warmth enveloped his whole body.

Chen Moyun closed his eyes and lay on the side of the bathtub, the water vapor lingered like a thin layer of mist on his snowy skin that had not been submerged in hot water, looming, making people salivate.

Now the territory of Lin Kingdom is divided into two parts, the north is An Zexi's territory, and the south is An Yicheng's territory. An Yicheng's territory is one-third of the entire Lin Kingdom, and its strength is weaker than that of An Zexi.

If you can get Jiang Zeyou's full help, it is only a matter of time before Anyicheng takes the position, but before Jiang Zeyou was willing to help An Yicheng, but he thought that as long as Anyicheng killed Emperor Lin, he would have Liu Shuo's troops. He only needs a little effort, and Anyicheng can win the throne of the Kingdom of Lin in one blow. Anyway, the little effort he exerted will not hurt the body of the country at all.

The current situation is different from before. From the point of view of interests, Jiang Zeyou should not be able to provide much help to An Yicheng, because he does not need to pay half of the country's national power to help a rebellious prince ascend the throne. The throne, the price to pay is too great, even if he is willing, the court ministers may not completely follow his wishes.

The enemy's civil strife is of great benefit to the Yao Kingdom, and there is no need for them to spread this muddy water.

Chen Moyun could see that after An Zexi ascended the throne, he would cross the river and tear down the bridge. He will not attack the Yao country for at least ten years. At present, he mainly suppresses the rebellion of An Yicheng and others, and unifies the Lin country. After that is the cultivation of health and rest.

Chen Moyun frowned even more as he thought about it, the road to revenge was far away, and his identity was exposed, did he really want to clean himself up and send him to Jiang Zeyou, begging him to let him kill him?

Chen Moyun sighed deeply, feeling even more tired.

"I'm really useless!" He opened his eyes and blurted out.

"Who said Ah Yun is useless!" The tone pretended to be angry, and the person had already walked out from the dark.

Chen Moyun heard the sound and was about to reach for the clothes on the table when he saw a long hand stretched out at such a fast speed that the clothes had already been thrown onto the bed.

"An Yicheng!" His eyes widened with anger, staring straight at the culprit who threw his clothes on the bed.

"Why is Ah Yun still so out of touch?" An Yicheng chuckled, seeing Chen Moyun's puffy look, his mood was unprecedentedly comfortable.

He found that no matter how much he teased Chen Moyun in the past, this person was cold and cheerless, he didn't care much, he would get angry when he was in a hurry, and he would fight with others, but now as long as he teased him, he would lose his temper, at least not He pretended to be cold, but showed his true nature.

Is this because he is a little different in his heart?

Anyicheng saw a drop of water slowly slipping from his snow-white neck, and his eyes followed the drop of water to the delicate Adam's apple, and then there was a spring hidden in the hot water. At this moment, Anyicheng I wish I was that bucket of water.

Chen Moyun couldn't stand his explicit eyes, and didn't dare to look at those eyes that wanted to see him clean all the time, "Get out!"

The momentum is a little weaker, not as strong as An Yicheng's in the future.

"Ayun..." Anyicheng saw that the smooth and white shoulders and arms of the man were covered with crystal clear drops of water, which were very beautiful and delicious, and he was a little thirsty. He suppressed his desire, but the call came out The ending was still trembling.

He went up slowly, his fingers walked along the edge of the tub, and suddenly he rowed into the water, his fingertips created a wave in the water, and kept moving forward.

"An Yicheng!" Chen Moyun sternly said, if it wasn't for missing something, how could this person be so presumptuous.

Anyicheng put it away when he saw it, and withdrew his restless hand. Seeing that Chen Moyun's tense Xuan was able to let go, and the roots of his ears were pink and red, he wished to nibble his earlobe lightly to make it hurt. cry.

"Ayun, I'm thirsty." With an aggrieved voice, An Yicheng spread his hands on the bathtub, covering Chen Moyun in front of him.

Chen Moyun showed doubts, why did he tell him?Could it be that he wanted to drink his bath water?

An Yicheng saw the man's puzzled expression from the reflection in the water, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. He slowly bent down, and put his mouth against Chen Moyun's ear. Two handsome faces were reflected in the water, "Ah Yun, don't you?" Do you think I want to drink Ah Yun's bath water?"

The hot air sprayed on Chen Moyun's ears, it was crispy and itchy. He wanted to move his position, but the man seemed to know what he was going to do, and pressed his shoulders, making him just stay there obediently.

Another pitiful cry, "Ayun, I'm thirsty."

Chen Moyun turned to look at him, puzzled, "There is..."

Before he could finish speaking, the man had already kissed his lips, and reached into the water with his other hand.

Chen Moyun was startled, and stretched out his hand that had been submerged in the water, and grabbed his arm. Unexpectedly, he used too much force, and pulled An Yicheng's whole body towards him, deepening the kiss.

The hands in the water became more and more presumptuous, Chen Moyun became impatient and bit his lips hard.

An Yicheng suffered from pain and stopped all movements.

"Ayun?" He wiped his mouth, looked at the red blood, and called out aggrieved.

Let him take advantage of all the advantages, and he is wronged!