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

For several days, Chenmoyun didn't hear from Lin Wenqiu, An Yicheng provided him with delicious food, drinks and fun, and carefully made him happy, but every time he mentioned about Lin Wenqiu, Anyicheng pretended to be in a hurry leave.

The past few days have been cloudy and rainy, and the rain has washed away the blood in the imperial city and dispersed the blood that covered it. It's just that the temperature and cold wind are not so friendly to the weak.

At night, there were a few low-pitched coughs from Meihua Xiaozhu, Chen Moyun took away the handkerchief covering his mouth, and thoughtfully looked at the blood red above,

So what if you take the antidote, the accumulated trauma and internal injuries have accumulated for a long time, and the body has long been riddled with holes. Now it is just because I can't worry about Lin Wenqiu.

He should have gone to the ground a long time ago, reunited with everyone in the general's mansion, and apologized to the good people who were accidentally injured by him because of revenge.

Chen Moyun casually threw the handkerchief on the ground, put on his outer robe and walked out, his thin back was even more lonely under the reflection of the moonlight.

He had just left Plum Blossom House, and Su Ziyu, who was distracted while guarding the courtyard gate, hurriedly followed, "Where are you going, my lord? Do you want to add an outer robe?"

The answer to Su Ziyu was silence, and Chen Moyun walked on his own as if he couldn't hear, every step was extremely slow, as if he had to think carefully about every step.

Seeing him so depressed, Su Ziyu felt a little uncomfortable. He looked like a sparrow trapped in a prison, neither noisy nor noisy, and had no desire to live. If I knew it, I would have rushed to Meihua Xiaozhu in Anyicheng. At that time, if you tell a lie, maybe the person in front of you has already gone away, and you don't have to suffer this kind of suffering.

After thinking about it, he relaxed his vigilance towards Chen Moyun. Su Ziyu hadn't reacted when the man suddenly stepped up and disappeared into the garden of the Imperial Garden. When he raised his sword to catch up, the man in front of him was already Disappeared without a trace.

Su Ziyu had forgotten that when Lin Luobai was young, entering the palace was like going home, and he also forgot that he lived in the palace after helping Jiang Zeyou to the throne, and his familiarity with Yao Kingdom's palace was completely inferior to him.

Now, trapped in the garden, I can't even find the source!

The night was getting darker, and the fluffy drizzle at first became heavier in an instant. The maids and eunuchs fled everywhere, hiding in places that could keep out the rain. In the heavy rain, only a slender body walked calmly. , was not affected by the weather.

Although the raindrops looked small, when the drops fell on his body, he still felt the coldness accompanied by slight pain. Chen Moyun walked all the way to Huanyiju, changed into eunuch's clothes, and walked to An Yicheng's study.

Anyicheng, Liu Bingyi, and Su Ziyu were unwilling to tell him about Lin Wenqiu's whereabouts, so he could only try his luck to see if he could find any clues.

Maybe she is no longer there, otherwise why would they keep it from him, no matter how much they ask, they would not reveal half of the news about Lin Wenqiu to him.

Resisting the urge to cough violently, he approached An Yicheng's study step by step. The visitor raised his head and held his chest up, not like a respectful eunuch at all. The guards around him all stared at him with piercing eyes, and their hands had already been shaken. With the saber on his waist, as long as Chen Moyun has any abnormalities, they will swarm up and chop people into minced meat.

Because of his impatience, all Chen Moyun's attention was in the study, and he didn't realize that he had revealed his flaws, and even attracted the attention of the guards.

Lifting his feet from the puddle, the splashed water stains just landed on the steps. The guard's knife was out of his body. The light of the knife was too bright and glaring. It flashed so hard that Chen Moyun closed his eyes. Suddenly he felt a cool wind enter his throat. He nervously He clenched his fists, but there was no trace of fear on his face, and he felt a sense of relief after relaxing.

There was no pain, and he heard the sound of a sword cutting through flesh, followed by a muffled groan as he kicked his chest and hit the pillar.

Chen Moyun slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly he was caught in his arms by both hands, and An Yicheng hugged him horizontally.

"You don't want to die! Since you are here! Why don't you call me!"

He was so anxious that his voice trembled with anger. The bodyguard who fell to the ground behind him had been lifted up by Liu Bingyi, and his injuries were not serious.

If it wasn't for Liu Bingyi who just finished reporting the matter and opened the door, he happened to see this scene, or else what was lying at this moment was a corpse.

An Yicheng put the person on the chair, and watched Chen Moyun dressed as an eunuch, drenched in water, and became even more restless.

"The general has something to do, let Su Ziyu tell me that I can't do it, the general is afraid that I don't want to see you, or what, he insists on pretending to come to me secretly!"

Why are the people in front of me always wary of him and not giving him some trust? The battle in Pingliang City caused Liu Yang and Xiaoyan to die tragically because of distrust.

But now, because of distrust, he almost lost the person he cared about again. If he was a step too late, he couldn't imagine how he would collapse in despair after opening the door and seeing everyone's heads falling in front of him.

"You don't want to tell me Wenqiu's whereabouts, I have no other choice." Chen Moyun lowered his eyes, with a hint of grievance in his tone of despair.

Because of the rain and the cold, there were still some drops of water on his pale face, purple on his thin lips, and his thin body kept shaking. He leaned on the chair helplessly, making people feel distressed.

"Take off the wet clothes first, and drink the medicine to dispel the cold. I'm telling the general, okay?" An Yicheng pressed him into his arms, stroking his wet hair distressedly.

"She's gone, isn't she?" The voice was hidden in An Yicheng's chest, a little indistinct, "Why do you keep it from me, will I not guess it?"

A woman who is too weak to wear clothes, and a blind man with inconvenient hands and feet, how can she live in peace without the protection of others.

Suddenly the person leaning in his arms coughed violently, each sound went deep into the lungs, his hand on Anyicheng's forearm finally fell down uncontrollably, and the blood that surged up from his throat spit out to Anyicheng's heart. body.

"Liu Bingyi, send the doctor!" An Yicheng was completely panicked. He hugged Chen Moyun tightly, and was at a loss for a moment. recovered.

He was anxious to untie Chen Moyun's clothes, but he didn't know where the strength came from for this weak man, so he pushed him a few steps away, "Don't touch me!"

Chen Moyun pushed too hard, and even rolled himself to the ground. With a sound, he lay quietly, his face was lifeless, only his red eyes were still streaming tears.

"An Yicheng, please tell me what happened to Wenqiu, whether he is dead or alive, let me know!"

"I...I don't know...Liu Bingyi never found any clues about Lin Wenqiu in Xiaozhucheng!"

When Chen Moyun heard the words, he curled up in pain, his eyes were no longer alienated and cold, but filled with hatred.

"Jiang Zeyou, you lied to me! Why did you lie to me again!"

Seeing him like this, Anyicheng didn't dare to step forward, for fear of irritating the person who was on the verge of collapse again, so he could only stand there worriedly, watching at a loss.

How can he feel better?

Until Liu Bingyi rushed in with the imperial doctor, An Yicheng watched Liu Bingyi hug Chen Moyun, and saw that the person who didn't want him to touch just now was leaning on Liu Bingyi's shoulder obediently, and stopped crying .

Anyicheng's eyes dimmed.

Liu Bingyi carried the man to the side room, took off Chen Moyun's wet clothes, wrapped him in a thick quilt, and then called the imperial physician in. Anyicheng followed the imperial physician from a distance, but he wanted to go forward but dared not step forward.

He watched the person on the bed fall asleep due to exhaustion and typhoid fever before he dared to step forward.

"Why does your master hate me so much?" An Yicheng sat down slowly by the bed, wrung out a cotton cloth soaked in hot water, and gently applied it to Chen Moyun's face that was so cool that it was close to the white paper, and asked Liu Bingyi in puzzlement. Asked.

"Master's two lives have been too hard. Why don't His Majesty take retreat as an advance, let Master be free, and then slowly warm him up?"

If it weren't for the Xiping people to restrain him, he would have been thinking about rescuing his master from this cage all the time, and taking Su Ziyu to accompany Chen Moyun to where he wanted to go.

Even if Chen Moyun wanted to die, he would not stop him, maybe for his master who has lived for others in his two lifetimes, death is a kind of relief!

"Lin Luobai is like a kite. The thread is in my hands. If I let go, he will fly away without hesitation! I can't bear to..."

"If that's the case, His Majesty will force him to death!" Liu Bingyi clenched his hands into fists, unwilling to stay in this room for another moment. "I continued to look for Lin Wenqiu's whereabouts. As long as I didn't see the body, I believed that she was alive."

It was already late at night, and the sound of rustling rain fell on the eaves, making it even more noisy. An Yicheng held Chen Moyun's hand without lighting the lamp, and there was a lot of thought in his brows. The imperial doctor said that Chen Moyun was depressed and ill. With no desire to live, besides some medicines, he needs to find something to worry about.

But Lin Wenqiu's whereabouts were unknown, how could he find someone or something that could bring Chen Moyun back to hope? Just when he was upset, the hand he was holding suddenly moved.

A weak voice sounded slowly, "An Yicheng..."

"I'm here, but the general is hungry?" He got up anxiously and wanted to get the porridge that had been hot on the table over and over again, but Chen Moyun tightly grasped his wrist.

"I want to go to the place we lost before..."

"Okay, when the general recovers, you can do whatever you want, as long as you let me accompany you." An Yicheng wanted to say something more, but the person on the bed had already let go of his hand, turned over and lay down.

Anyicheng's palms suddenly became empty, and his heart was half empty, "The general calls me for something, and I'm right outside the door!"

He stood up in frustration, and when he walked to the door, he asked unwillingly, "I have been with the general for so long, but have I ever entered the general's heart?"

"Never!" The cold word rushed out without hesitation.

Anyicheng rushed out the door unbearably, the expected answer was still unbearable heartache, he leaned against the door, the feeling of helplessness made him extremely uncomfortable.

It seems that everything can be obtained through hard work, strategy, and power. Except for emotion, why can't you get into that person's heart no matter what you do? Why has he clearly captured Yao Kingdom and ruined Jiang Zeyou's country as he wished? , he still didn't want to look at himself.

How, how!He just wanted to stay with Chen Moyun.

The door was kicked open heavily, Chen Moyun stood up from the bed in shock, but was pressed down heavily again, he heard Anyicheng's suppressed sobs, and the man's body trembled slightly from crying.

"If the general treated me like this in the past, I would repay the general a hundred times, but now I can't bear it. Does the general hurt me a hundred times like this?"

Chen Moyun didn't want to answer, so he pushed the person on his body away vigorously, and his hands were suddenly fixed on the head of the bed, unable to move.

"Go away, An Yicheng, don't touch me!" Because he was weak from the cold, he struggled a few times, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and body, and he no longer had the strength to struggle.

"Why can Liu Bingyi do it, but I can't?" He just wanted to ask why Chen Moyun was so indifferent to him, but this sentence blew him up.

He has no reason, as if he can only feel safe if he possesses him fiercely.

The hand was already inside the quilt and slid down to the waist.

"An Yicheng, please let me go! I really can't do it..."

The cry brought back the rationality of the person on the body, An Yicheng withdrew his hand and fled in despair.