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

Before Chen Moyun reached the door of Anyicheng's room, he heard the conversation between Anyicheng and Su Ziyu.

He suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe, and gasped for breath, but he was still about to suffocate to death.

He slid down the wall, his eyes were slack, the things in front of him became more and more blurred, his heart seemed to be torn apart by force, and he couldn't bear the pain.

"Brother! Brother! What's the matter? Hurry up! Call the doctor!" Si Muqing hugged him anxiously and patted his back to comfort him.

Anyicheng heard the sound, saw the man's pale face and dull eyes, suddenly panicked, picked him up and put him gently on the bed, "Why hasn't the doctor come yet, Su Ziyu, bring him here!"

"Yes! Your Highness, don't worry!"

It was the first time for the old doctor to see His Royal Highness so flustered, and his hand to feel the pulse trembled a little.

"How?" An Yicheng asked anxiously seeing the old doctor let go of his hand.

"Returning to Your Highness, Mr. Chen is overly sad, causing Qi stagnation and stagnation, just let him cry out, hold it in his heart, I'm afraid it will hurt the lungs."

"Then you make him cry! Why are you looking at Gu!" An Yicheng was going crazy, if it wasn't because he came to Yao country this time and only brought this doctor with him, he wished he could drag him down and beat him up now. pause.

The old doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in panic, "Your Highness, this... this is a heart disease, and I can't do anything about it!"

"Get out, get out!" An Yicheng paced back and forth, seeing the old doctor who was slowly leaving, he couldn't help kicking.

Su Ziyu quickly helped the old doctor who was almost kicked down, and fled in despair.

The room was terribly quiet, An Yicheng sat by the bed, looked at Chen Moyun who looked like a walking corpse, and didn't let out a single breath.

He sneered: "Isn't it just a woman? Is it worth it? Go back to Lin Country, and I will find you a hundred times more beautiful than her, no! How about ten thousand times?"

Until now, An Yicheng thought that he was fascinated by Lin Wenqiu.

The person on the bed was still motionless, as if he had lost his soul.

An Yicheng got even more angry, turned over and sat on him, and said while pulling his clothes, "Looking at you like this, you are probably going to die soon, before you die, it's better to take pity on Xiagu."

The person under him finally reacted, his eyeballs rolled, and a lot of tears fell down the corners of his eyes, looking very pitiful.

An Yicheng was so relieved, he lay beside Chen Moyun, hugged him into his arms, and patted his back repeatedly, as if coaxing a child.

Early in the morning, An Yicheng was sitting in the carriage, with Su Ziyu and Si Muqing riding on horses to guard the left and right respectively.

He was invited into the palace today, and it is said that Jiang Zeyou invited him to drink and watch carp, and talk about the business between the two countries by the way.

"Your Highness, take me with you, okay?" Chen Moyun just found out that he was going to enter the palace this morning, and hurriedly put down the half-drinked porridge, trotted all the way to the door, and asked very cautiously, with a pleading tone .

Chen Moyun felt that his posture was already low enough. When had he ever been like this, even before his favorite Jiang Zeyou, he had never been so humble.

His complexion was still a little pale, he was dressed in plain clothes that were so simple and inconspicuous, and his whole body exuded a pathetic and morbid beauty.

An Yicheng always felt that there was something missing in him. It turned out that he lacked some aggressiveness and arrogance.

When did he bow his head to him?In order to enter the palace to meet that woman, can he become so docile?

"Let's go." Then he didn't like what he wanted, "You look at him and don't allow him to leave the embassy."

He ordered again before leaving.

The wind blew Chen Moyun's skirt, and he stood at the door, looking helplessly at the slowly going carriage, his hands clenched into fists, and the hatred in his eyes deepened a bit.

He went back to Anyicheng's room to get a cloak, and was about to walk outside the embassy.

The guard hurriedly stopped in front of him, blocking his way. "Master Chen, His Highness has ordered you not to leave here, please go back to your room."

He glanced at the guard coldly, pulled out the dagger hidden in his sleeve, and quickly put it on his neck. "You also know that His Highness treats me unusually. If I die because of you, what will happen to you?"

As he spoke, he approached the guard in front of him, his arrogance leaked, the guard pushed again and again, and finally had no choice but to retreat to the two sides. "I also ask Mr. Chen to come back before His Highness returns."

Chen Moyun didn't answer him, and hid in the crowd on his own.

……

The pavilion built at the end of the promenade on the lake is a good place to watch fish.

Since the last banquet, An Rongli hadn't seen An Yicheng for several days. Although it was said that An Yicheng came to pick her up this time, she hadn't returned before.

She couldn't easily go to see her brother unless she got Yao Emperor's consent.

Fortunately, Jiang Zeyou not only invited his brother but also himself for wine tasting and fish appreciation.

After An Rongli dressed up, she came to the palace gate early and waited. After waiting for a long time, she saw the carriage carrying An Yicheng slowly enter the palace gate.

When An Yicheng got out of the car, Princess Rongli joyfully went up to hug his arm.

"How old is it?" Anyicheng smiled and patted her head.

An Rongli stuck out her tongue, very playful and cute.

The two walked through the imperial garden and arrived at the lake. Jiang Zeyou was sitting in a pavilion at the end of the promenade in Tsing Yi, skillfully cooking wine.

Standing behind him, Lin Wenqiu was as beautiful and charming as before, like a lotus that can only be seen from a distance but not played with.

As Su Ziyu said, this woman is really tenacious, worthy of being Lin Luobai's younger sister, and even An Yicheng couldn't help but start to admire her.

"Why is brother staring at her? Although she is pretty, she is very capable." An Rongli was a little annoyed, how could a woman be so shameless, blatantly seduce a man and fascinate her.

An Yicheng knocked on her head, walked into the pavilion, saluted, and took his seat before Jiang Zeyou said to sit down.

Jiang Zeyou didn't bother with him, and looked behind him again, and asked, "Didn't you bring Mr. Chen? Did you not serve him well?"

"Your Highness is worrying too much. The foreign minister saw that he was too tired, so he was asked to stay in the room to rest. Didn't he want to discuss the business relationship between the two countries? Why didn't you see Prince Wen?" He sipped his wine and changed the question.

"King Wen is injured and hasn't fully healed yet. I have granted him permission to recuperate in the mansion, or does the prince think that we can't discuss it with me?" Jiang Zeyou motioned Lin Wenqiu to fill Anyicheng's wine glass.

"The sage was joking, but the ministers dare not."

Lin Wenqiu walked around behind An Yicheng, and was about to pour the wine, but An Rongli snatched it away. "Don't bother Miss Lin, this princess will take care of my brother."

They exchanged some polite words.

At this time, a little eunuch hurriedly ran to Jiang Zeyou with small steps and said something in a low voice. Jiang Zeyou nodded in agreement, and the little eunuch hurriedly left with small steps.

Then, a man in white cloth came slowly, his eyes were lowered, his long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he never raised his eyes to look at the people in the pavilion along the way.

Holding a neatly folded cloak in his hand, he knelt down in front of them respectfully, it was Chen Moyun who had left the embassy against the order.

He wanted to take a look at Lin Wenqiu to see if her injuries had healed, but he was afraid of seeing her.

In the past, father, mother, and him, none of them held this girl in their palms.

They doted on her and pampered her. Everyone in the capital knew how capricious and savage this young lady of the general's mansion was.

But now, everyone can be bullied. Thinking of this, his heart is like a knife.

"Xuan Ping Houfu Chenmo agrees to meet His Majesty and the Crown Prince." He seemed very tired, and his voice was panting.

"Get up and talk."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Lin Wenqiu glanced at him, seeing that he was fine, she was relieved, in order to save her that day, she knew that he was seriously injured.

"I think it's getting a bit cold. I was afraid that my son would catch a cold, so I presumptuously proposed to send a cloak over, and I beg Your Majesty to forgive me." He kept his head down and his eyes down.

He was never like this before, he looked anyone in the eyes when he talked to anyone.

An Yicheng thought, looking at him complicatedly, he only met Lin Wenqiu once, did he like her that much?

To protect her so carefully.

Seeing that her brother was unmoved, An Rongli stood up and took the cloak from Chen Moyun's hand, and then covered An Yicheng.

"Well, it's delivered, let's go back." The tone was cold, revealing an irresistible majesty, he just didn't want to do what this person wanted.

Chen Moyun raised his head unwillingly, his eyes jumped over An Yicheng, and then looked straight at Lin Wenqiu.

Lin Wenqiu intentionally avoided his gaze, and was busy lowering her head to help Jiang Zeyou arrange the wine utensils, but her movements were still messed up.

Jiang Zeyou was originally focused on cooking wine, but when he saw Lin Wenqiu, who had always been calm, move wildly, he was curious to find the reason.

When he raised his head, he saw Chen Moyun's eyes were reddish, he looked at Lin Wenqiu with distressed eyes, he saw him clenched his fists, and his nails seemed to have been inserted into his flesh.

"Chen Moyun! Didn't you hear Gu's words? Go back!" He threw the wine glass on him, trying to bring back Chen Moyun's thoughts and prevent Jiang Zeyou from finding out what was wrong, but he still miscalculated.

Chen Moyun realized later, rolled his eyes, tears fell drop by drop, he wiped them indiscriminately, took a few steps back as if fleeing, turned and left.

Extremely embarrassed.

"Wenqiu, help me send off Mr. Chen."

"Yes!" Lin Wenqiu hesitated for a while, but quickly adjusted her mood and followed along as if nothing had happened.

Why let her send it!

Chen Moyun slowed down his pace, but he couldn't wait for Lin Wenqiu to come up, he turned around, Lin Wenqiu stopped, and was an arm's length away from him.

"Why don't you escape, why do you want to return to this purgatory on earth!" He tried his best to restrain his voice, and looked at her puzzled.

In the same way, she looked at him full of doubts, and the way he scolded her was exactly the same as her brother's.

"I have no relationship or reason with Mr. Chen. Why does Mr. Chen care about me so much? Could it be that he is also interested in this skin?"

Although she didn't know him, she never knew him, but she knew that he was not such a person.

She doesn't deserve him, she thought, let him give up.

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Chen Moyun shook his head with heartache and helplessness, and murmured, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry...it's me, I didn't protect you well..."

"It's my pain, why are you so sad, it's ridiculous."

She was smiling, but her eyes were red. Ever since her relatives left, no one cared about her, let alone felt sad for her.

"Follow me, I will take you away!"

He held Lin Wenqiu's wrist and pulled her forward, but was thrown away violently.

She asked him, and she asked him mockingly: "Why are you taking me away? Are you taking me away as the adopted son of the Xuanping Houfu? Don't be stupid, okay, young master Chen!" She took a breath and calmed down. Said, "None of us can leave."

Yes, none of them can leave, as long as Jiang Zeyou is still there, as long as the monarch of Yao Kingdom is still there.

"Leave quickly, Jiang Zeyou has already seen the clues, if it's for my own good, please don't involve me and hide your inexplicable emotions." She pushed him forward, urging him to leave.

Then he packed up his emotions and makeup, and returned to Jiang Zeyou's side.

An Rongli looked at her, curled her lips, she was really powerful, another man wanted to die for her, and his methods were really amazing.