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

"His Royal Highness!" Jiang Mengan respectfully saluted Anyi.

He looked at Chen Moyun next to him maliciously, with disdainful eyes and cold eyes.

"Is this the illegitimate child who looks exactly like Lin Luobai?"

Jiang Mengan said contemptuously, and then provocatively, "Perhaps, Lin Lesong is the person Chen Yunfu will have sex with when she is about to marry. She obviously has a fiancé, but she still wants to go... I really don't want to be satisfied!"

An Yicheng had nothing to do with himself, shaking the wine in his glass, watching the excitement with relish.

Jiang Mengan laughed more and more presumptuously, as if he wanted to vent all his hatred for Lin Luobai on this person who looked like him.

Of course, it is impossible for him to know that the person in front of him is Lin Luobai.

"Wen Wang was joking. Your Majesty likes Xuanping Houfu. The prince and His Majesty are of the same heart. If someone with a heart listens to this, it may be said that the prince is trying to provoke the relationship between His Majesty and the Houfu. .”

Chen Moyun just smiled, with a look of indifference, silently writing a debt to him in his heart.

"Smart teeth! You'd better not fall into the hands of this king, otherwise this king will make you as miserable as Lin Luobai." He gritted his teeth and looked at Anyicheng with a smile again.

"Your Highness, look at him, he's so scared." Chen Moyun deliberately pretended to be pitiful and tugged on La Anyicheng's sleeve, and said softly.

A look of being weak and unable to take care of itself.

Jiang Mengan had goosebumps, and his expression became even more contemptuous. This person is not one ten thousandth as good as Lin Luobai.

He smiled at Anyicheng again, turned and left.

There was a voice behind him, the voice was very slow and gentle: "My lord, our Ayun is timid, if you scare him next time, I don't know what Gu will do to make my lord's life worse than death."

hypocritically.

Chen Moyun rolled his eyes where An Yicheng couldn't see, and drank the wine in front of him in one gulp.

Jiang Mengan froze in place, dented the golden cup in her hand. "Your Highness, the lesson is that it is Xiao Wang who is reckless." He turned around and bowed and smiled apologetically.

Chen Moyun looked at Jiang Mengan's leaving back, thoughtful.

That immature little prince back then unexpectedly became Yao Country's second in command, Jiang Zeyou, Jiang Zeyou, you are nothing more than that.

I leveled the rugged road for you, and left an inconspicuous grass, but you can make it grow.

He smiled helplessly, as expected, he was just the son of a mere court lady.

"His Majesty arrives—"

The singing and dancing in the hall stopped, and they knelt down one after another. In front of the hall gate, Jiang Zeyou was walking slowly in a gorgeous attire, not extravagant.

Behind him was a young girl with a swaying figure, wearing a bright red skirt, and the spring color on her chest was faintly visible.

Every time she took a step, the bell on her feet rang, the sound was breathtaking, as if the girl was not walking towards the front of the hall, but was stepping on the hearts of the people in the hall, with each step gently, tickling the heart.

The girl was wearing a red veil, so she couldn't see her stunning beauty clearly, but her exposed eyes had captured the souls of everyone in the temple, except for the unfeminine An Yicheng.

They were a pair of watery peach blossom eyes, with red corners, extremely long eyelashes, and there was something mysterious in the amber pupils that one couldn't help but explore, it was truly breathtakingly beautiful.

She stood there, looking at the people in the temple, either arrogantly or contemptuously, as if she was born to be superior to others, and it was a kind of blasphemy for everyone present to look at her.

"A fairy like this, if she is a man, Gu would really like to pull her off the altar, press her into the mud and rub her vigorously, to see if she is a goddess or a pile of stinking rotten meat."

Anyicheng shook the wine in the glass, his smile was as pure as ever.

As if these dirty thoughts were not his.

Chen Moyun only felt creepy, and the distance from him was a little further.

"Excuse me—" the eunuch's voice was shrill and piercing.

The girl stood next to Jiang Zeyou, except for Chen Moyun, no one could be honored to catch a glance of her.

She looked at Chen Moyun for a while, observed his facial features carefully, her eyes drifted to the red mole on his earlobe, her eyes gradually became disappointed.

Then he looked at the gray sky outside the palace gate, his eyes fixed.

The vast sea of ​​clouds is reflected in her amber eyes, as if her soul has wandered among the clouds, and the surroundings have nothing to do with her.

This reminded Chen Moyun of the little bird he raised when he was a child, the bird in the cage, never crying or fussing, just staring at the sky all day long.

Close your heart, lonely and no one to tell.

How could he himself be a bird in a cage now!

"My lord, how is Mr. Chen serving you well?" Jiang Zeyou sat down and raised his glass to Anyicheng.

The servants stood up, drank the wine in one gulp, and looked at Chen Moyun again, "It's pretty good, but it's still not as good as the actors in the house."

"It's my fault, I haven't found anyone to teach him. If the son is not in a hurry to return home, how about asking me to find someone to teach him well before sending him to the embassy?"

"Your Majesty, weren't you reluctant before?"

"It's a blessing for such an inconspicuous little person to be favored by the crown prince. So what if he reluctantly parted with each other for the sake of good relations between the two countries!"

"The foreign minister would like to thank His Highness for your kindness."

The two of you talked to each other, and the conversation was very joyous and enjoyable.

"Wenqiu, hurry up and fill up the wine for the son." Jiang Zeyou raised the wine to Anyicheng and smiled politely.

Hearing this name, Chen Moyun's heart trembled, watching the girl walking towards them step by step, the sound of the bell was getting closer and closer, and every sound hit his heart.

The young girl picked up the jug on Anyicheng's table with green fingers, and poured the wine slowly. Her movements were so graceful and graceful that one could not wait to grab the hand in front of her and gently stroke it.

"Your Highness, please use it." The voice was mellow and ethereal, very sweet.

The girl leaned over, and the spring scenery appeared.

Chen Moyun got up suddenly, and covered her with the thin cloak, covering her tightly.

It caused everyone to be surprised.

The girl blinked, looked at him suspiciously for a long time, and murmured: "It really does." Tears squeezed into her eyes and swirled stubbornly, but refused to fall.

Anyicheng smiled lightly, and stretched out his hand to grab his arm: "Ayun is afraid that he is not as good-looking as her, so he will be favored?" He pulled, and Chen Moyun fell into his arms.

He pinched his chin, forcing him to look directly into his eyes, looked at them, and said, "Your eyes are born very similar to hers."

He struggled to get up, and saw the girl looking at him with embarrassment in her eyes.

"Your Majesty doesn't need to recommend beauties to foreign ministers anymore, Ayun is enough." He stretched out his hand to hug Chen Moyun's waist again.

Lin Wenqiu said "Thank you" softly to Chen Moyun, and returned to her original position.

Then there was another scene of happiness and good relations between the two countries.

When the banquet was over, Chen Moyun was drunk, he was held in the arms of Anyi Chengheng, and walked all the way into the carriage.

Si Muqing and Su Ziyu followed behind them.

Su Ziyu looked at his master's back, feeling a little uncomfortable.He had never hugged him in public, let alone hugged him,

"Your Highness, let me hug you!" Su Ziyu didn't want to see him being so considerate to others in front of her.

"Need not."

The carriage stopped at the backyard of the embassy, ​​and the person An Yicheng was carrying was wearing a cloak. Su Ziyu quickly took off the cloak on his body and covered Anyicheng.

"At night, the wind is strong, and I'm afraid His Highness will be cold."

"It's a bit cold, let's go back and rest first!" He brought the person in his arms inside again, for fear that he would be blown by the wind.

"Your Highness, don't you need me to serve you tonight?" Su Ziyu looked at the back of the man leaving in a hurry, and asked anxiously.

"No need." The man didn't turn his head back.

As the night deepened, the wind picked up again.

An Yicheng gently put him on the bed, took off his shoes and socks, and gently stroked his cheek with his hand.

This man is so good-looking, I can't get tired of looking at him no matter what.

Unexpectedly, the man turned around suddenly, leaving a back view for An Yicheng, with his hands hanging in the air, looking at Chen Moyun's back, and then at the dreamy neck.

His eyes were hot, his Adam's apple moved, and he actually swallowed his saliva.

It's really eye-catching!

He lowered his head and kissed Chen Moyun's earlobe, as if feeling Chen Moyun's nervousness, with a smile in his eyes, he made further progress.

Suddenly Chen Moyun turned over and rolled into the bed, covered his mouth and nose, and waved his sleeves, a large amount of white powder floated towards An Yicheng.

Violence welled up in Anyicheng's eyes, but he immediately passed out.

Chen Moyun took off his shoes, covered him with the quilt, covered his face, and walked in the direction of King Wen's Mansion.

When he was leaving the banquet at night, he was lying in Anyi Cheng's arms and saw Lin Wenqiu getting into Jiang Mengan's carriage.

……

The evening breeze was cool at night, and there were wisps of rain.

In the courtyard of Prince Wen's Mansion, a stunning woman was tied in front of Jiang Mengan's house by a crudely made dog chain.

The night is dim, and if you look carefully, you will find that there is nothing on the woman.

She knelt in the yard, facing the maid Xiaosi, who was full of the yard, and she didn't feel embarrassed, as if this woman tied up like a dog was not her.

She knelt and looked directly at Jiang Mengan in front of her, her eyes were still so aloof.

"What's the point of you living like this, Lin Wenqiu?" Jiang Mengan leaned leisurely on the grand teacher's chair, while two maids knelt down to wash his feet.

"You are not even as good as an actor in a brothel. I don't understand how you feel superior to others and how do you get this aloof! Don't you think you are still the lady of the general's mansion that no one can offend?"

As he spoke, he deliberately kicked over the footwashing water, causing the dirty water to splash on Lin Wenqiu's body.

Lin Wenqiu looked at him with even deeper hatred.

"It's just a pile of rotten meat, a piece of rotten meat that Jiang Zeyou used to win over his ministers and foreign ministers. You don't think you are a fairy in the clouds, do you? I feel disgusted even if I touch you!"

She just looked at him without saying a word, but the arrogance in her bones still made Jiang Meng'an very painful.

Why, why can a prisoner still have such an arrogant look, why she doesn't cry bitterly, doesn't beg for mercy and wag her tail.

"Lin Wenqiu, you are crying and begging for mercy!" He stood up and shouted like a madman, with a terrifying expression.

"Do you think everyone is like you?" She chuckled, unhurriedly, "In order to survive, I did not hesitate to betray my second brother, I still remember how you knelt in front of my brother, begging for mercy and wagging your tail, a bit of royal dignity Not at all, how did my elder brother lose control of himself when he drew his sword? It's ridiculous, it's really terrible..."

"Shut up for me—" he roared, and slapped him hard.

"Aren't you noble? This king will see how long you can be noble!" He pointed at a few Xiaosi and said with a sinister smile, "Come here and urinate on her. Whoever urinates for a long time will get more rewards!"

The maids couldn't bear it, and turned their backs one after another.

Lin Wenqiu closed her eyes and looked at her brother who was deeply in her memory. She thought, no matter what, she must live on.

Everyone in the general's mansion is waiting for her to avenge them!How could she die so easily!

The rain became heavier, as if she couldn't bear to see her being humiliated, the pouring rain kept washing away the dirt on her body.