Rebirth of Chen An

Chen Anti's condition was very simple, he had separate conversations with the general and the prince.

As soon as Chen An's words came out, the general and the prince were stunned for a moment. They thought that Chen An would ask for some special conditions, such as asking for gold, silver, treasures, or status and rights. They didn't expect that what this man wanted was just to talk to them alone.

However, Chen An also has an additional condition, that he cannot lie to him during the conversation.

"If I can't deal with the foreigners in the north, Ding Sheng and I are at your disposal. You will not lose money from this costless business."

What Chen An said is not wrong at all. If Chen An really allows the northern foreigners to retreat without a single soldier, it will undoubtedly be a huge gain for the general and the prince;

If Chen An is unable to do it, it will not harm the interests of the general and the prince.

It is not wrong to say that it is a no-cost transaction.

But what did Chen An want from them?

When Chen An assured that he would not ask the two about their military secrets, or about their respective core interests, why would the general and the prince not agree to this strange man who looked exactly like the emperor?

The person Chen An wanted to talk to alone was not the ancient version of Lu Feng, but the cold-faced prince, who he had only known for less than three days, but who already knew him very well through the emperor's memory.

Chen An chose the place of the conversation to be the study where the emperor often stayed during his lifetime.

It's been a while since no one came to this study room. When Chen An gently pushed the door open, he smelled a smell of dust. He walked to the table and stretched out his hand to scratch the table, his fingertips were stained with a little dust.

"The lord and the general are not in the palace, and no one has come to clean the study room. Or do you not allow people to come in?" Chen An wiped the chair casually, and sat down straight away. He looked up and saw the man who had just walked in the door. The prince was looking at him coldly.

Chen An smiled suddenly: "Do you not like me touching the things in this study, but you can't tell me what to do when you see my face?"

Perhaps it was Chen An's words that hit the bull's-eye, and a hint of surprise flashed across the prince's indifferent eyes.

Pushing the glasses on the bridge of the nose, Chen An had to use his eyes to better see every subtle expression on the prince's face.

For Chen An, the prince has always been very vigilant, and every time he looks at Chen An, his eyes are not only indifferent and slightly hostile, but also reveal a touch of doubt and longing.

The prince said coldly: "Could it be that you also know how to read minds?"

"I know that the most taboo thing for your emperor's family is to be guessed by others. In the eyes of others, you are superior rulers. In my eyes—" After a pause, Chen An laughed a little bit. Disdainful, "Whether it is a general or a prince, they are just ordinary people, ordinary people with flesh and blood, who can love and hate."

The wealth and power Chen An once possessed is not inferior to these two generals and princes in troubled times.

He used to be as self-righteous as the prince and the general. Chen An knew the general and the prince very well, because he used to be the same kind of person as them, and he only regretted it after losing his beloved.

If the people he meets now are his and Chen Yang's previous lives, Chen An can only say that the emperor's curse has come true, at least before he is reborn, Lu Feng can't ask for it, regrets for the rest of his life, life is better than death, the emperor's curse It has been fulfilled.

Now that the curse on Lu Feng has been fulfilled, what about Chen Yang?

If it hadn't been for coming to this place and accidentally seeing the emperor's past, Chen An would have found it hard to believe that this man who was exactly like Chen Yang had a deep scheming that outsiders could hardly perceive.

"Your lord, don't be nervous, we're just chatting casually," Chen An leaned back in his chair and slowly looked around the study, he murmured, "The lord, the general and the emperor read, wrote and wrote together in the study together when they were young. Drawing pictures and reciting poems together, those days were the most carefree days for the emperor."

As soon as Chen An's words fell, the prince's cold eyes immediately flew towards Chen An like two knives.

If the eyes and knives can hurt people, what do you need bullets for?

"You seem to know a lot of things." The prince stared at Chen An closely, as if he wanted to see if there was a human skin mask on Chen An's face.

Chen An smiled lowly, propped his chin with one hand on the table, and said slowly: "My lord is right. Not only do I know how to read minds, but I also know how to talk to people who have passed away."

"Bang——" There was a sudden violent sound, and the prince slammed the table and stood up angrily, his eyes tearing apart: "Nonsense!"

"Is it nonsense, my lord, why don't you listen to me first before making a conclusion. Are you so excited because you are angry, afraid, or guilty?"

Glancing at the struggling complex emotions in the prince's eyes, Chen An didn't care whether the other party listened or not, and continued: "It was you who told the general that the emperor had an affair with the leader of the foreign tribe in the north, and it was you who secretly sent the letter between the emperor and the leader of the foreign tribe in the north. Handed it over to the general with ulterior motives."

A moment ago, the prince didn't take Chen An too seriously, he only thought that Chen An was just bluffing. Now that he heard these two words, the cold mask on the prince's face instantly shattered into ice slags and fell into pieces. On the ground, the man's true expression was revealed:

Shock, heartache, and regret.

"You hate the emperor for actually having a relationship with the leader of the foreign tribe in the north. You hate the emperor for having the position of a general in his heart. In the end, you are just jealous. You are jealous of other people being liked by the emperor."

Chen An looked at the prince, he saw a crack in expression on this face that was exactly the same as Chen Yang, the crack was getting bigger and bigger, it was so big that you could see a heart under the cold mask, fragile and sensitive, ruthless And cruel.

"You would rather destroy the person you love than see him with someone else." Chen Jingjing observed every subtle expression on the prince's face, and calmly narrated everything he saw.

"But do you know? The emperor has known for a long time that you secretly separated him from the general, slandering him for collusion with foreigners."

This sentence completely broke the prince.

"You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense!" The cold mask had already been discarded on the ground and disappeared. The prince was panting heavily, and there were stormy waves rolling in his eyes under the mask.

The secret that had been hidden in his heart that he didn't want to look at was revealed like this. From a man who looked exactly like the emperor, the prince couldn't bear such a shock.

"You don't believe it? With the emperor's ingenuity, how could he not see your little trick? Even if he didn't see it at first, he gradually discovered it later."

Speaking of this, Chen An couldn't help sighing secretly, outsiders called him a faint king, but no matter how smart a person is placed in this subjugated environment, he can't become a wise king.

The so-called situation makes heroes, what the emperor lacks is such a "momentum".

"If he was cruel enough, he could get rid of you slowly, but he didn't. Those who care about feelings will lose from the beginning, not to mention that he is an emperor who should be cruel and heartless."

Seeing the prince's collapse, Chen An pressed on every step of the way without letting up: "In his heart, you are still an indispensable part of his best memories in the past, and the two people he trusts the most. "

"But the person who can hurt people the most is often the person you trust the most." Chen An slowly walked to the side of the prince who was sitting on the chair in a daze. He raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. Did the emperor jump into the flames in despair? Can he feel the pain of being burned by the flames?"

"Enough! Enough!"

The man covered his ears frantically and shouted loudly: "Stop talking, stop talking!"

His hands were trembling constantly, and the prince who was cold and arrogant just a moment ago was like a child who made a mistake.

Trembling, finally broke out after being unable to suppress the strong emotions in his heart, crying loudly, desperate and full of regret.

"He hates me, right? Hahaha - he hates me, he should hate me, I ruined him, I forced him to jump into the flames..."

Laughing and crying again, it was only at this time that the prince finally realized that the man he loved deeply in his heart had really left.

The deeper the love, the slower and heavier the pain.

Chen An glanced at the man who was crying so hard, he didn't feel that the prince was pitiful, and this man should bear today's pain.

Just looking at this person, he thought of Chen Yang. At first he thought that he and Chen Yang met by chance, just an ordinary relationship between uncle and nephew.

Looking at it now, maybe all of this is fate.