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

He turned into the backyard of the pastry shop and called to stop a guy.

"Warm wind in winter, cold wind in summer." As soon as he said this, the man looked around vigilantly and led him to a hidden secret door.

This shop is the information collection point arranged by Yao State in Lin State, he knows this, after all, half of his effort is involved in this point, and he has won one battle after another relying on these information during his lifetime.

As for the password, he had already changed many kinds. This sentence was explained by Jiang Zeyou when he was about to leave Yao country.

But he is different from other informants, he does not need to pass on information, he just waits for the orders of his superiors to act.

After a while, the fat boss entered the secret compartment, glanced at him, and bowed hesitantly. "The subordinates are unfamiliar with the nobleman, are they?"

"Could it be that the shopkeeper has forgotten that the identity of the nobleman should not be revealed to anyone." This rule was still set by him, "The prince's mansion is heavily guarded, and I have no chance to spread the news."

Could it be that your lord has placed two spies by Prince Lin's side?The shopkeeper was a little puzzled, but there were five codes in total, each nobleman knew differently, one nobleman was not afraid of the risk of leaking a secret code.

Now it is true that the nobleman who only has this code has not yet connected with them.

"Does your lord have any news? The autumn hunting is coming soon, and the city's jurisdiction is stricter than usual. We can't send the news back."

"I know, you tell me the news you have recently, I will be useful." He was a little anxious, fearing that the [-] medicine would wear off.

The shopkeeper took out the dossier from the small hidden compartment by the wall, and Chen Moyun read it all at a glance, without time to study whether the news was correct or not.

"Shopkeeper, Lin Guo Prince An Yicheng is coming this way." The clerk rushed in in a panic, panting.

"Hide the dossier first." The shopkeeper snatched the dossier from Chen Moyun's hand, not as flustered as the buddy.

"But the direction he went was the medical center across from us." The man added.

Chen Mo Yunzhen hated people who were halfway through their words.

Thinking about it, he had already left the hidden space and climbed over the wall. Unfortunately, he just injured his knee, otherwise he could have been faster.

"Your Highness, why are you here?" The three people in the lobby of the medical hall panicked and knelt down.

Anyicheng ignored them, and asked impatiently, "Where's Chen Moyun?"

"In there." They pointed to the inner room.

An Yicheng walked over anxiously, and was about to push the door open when Chen Moyun opened it from the inside.

He was anxious to look at Chen Moyun from top to bottom, and seeing that he was fine, he asked, "Where is [-]?"

"Inside, he's asleep."

An Yicheng took a step forward, and Chen Moyun stood there, showing no intention of letting him in, "Your Highness, the smell of the medicine inside is too strong, I'll go and wake him up."

Chen Moyun usually doesn't talk so much, let alone think about him.

An Yicheng pushed him away, looked at Sanwan who was sleeping soundly on the ground, and kicked him angrily.

Thirty thousand felt a pain and woke up, but he was still a little dazed, his head hurt like hell, he beat his head hard.

Frightened by Anyicheng's "Get out", he woke up completely, and got out of the shit.

The room was still filled with the smell of medicine, which was actually a drug. Although it was already very faint, but An Yicheng was a martial arts practitioner, so he could still tell the smell.

He violently pulled the person outside the door into the room, and slammed him onto the bed. It happened to be the arm that Si Muqing had injured last night.

Chen Moyun felt that the wound was torn, and the painful veins burst out. Fortunately, he wrapped many layers of bandages, otherwise the blood would ooze out.

"Where did you go?" He asked, his eyes were not warm.

This is Chen Moyun, how could such a person lose in such a trivial matter!

"I never took a step away." He trembled slightly, as if frightened.

Anyicheng couldn't tell whether he was really scared or fake.

"Then why are there drug addicts." He gradually became irritable, "Chen Moyun, you'd better not lie to me."

"I couldn't sleep every night in the mansion. I sprained my ankle when I came here. When I met the doctor, I wanted to know how to sleep well. Then the doctor said that a small amount of drug can help sleep, so I tried it."

He spoke more and more quietly, his voice trembling violently, as if he could no longer bear An Yicheng's anger.

"Call the doctor over here!" He roared, but kept his eyes on Chen Moyun, as if he could eat Chen Moyun alive if he saw a little flaw. "Is what he said true?"

The doctor knelt on the ground in fear, kowtowed his head: "Yes, but it is so."

"[-], [-], go to the backyard and have a look!" He watched the man hugging his legs on the bed, shivering, and began to wonder if he was being overwhelmed.

After all, after that night, all the edges and corners of Chen Moyun seemed to have been smoothed, and he became timid. Only when he wanted to touch him, he would not rather die than surrender, but he would do whatever he was asked to do normally. of.

Obedient people feel distressed.

"Your Highness, there is a back door in the back yard, but it is locked. I asked the buddy. Because the road in the back yard is very muddy, they lock this door all year round." Ten Wan replied.

Anyicheng looked at his shoes, they were clean, as if they were new.

What he didn't know was that Chen Moyun asked the doctor for a pair of shoes before going out. After he came back, he had already hidden the dirty black shoes.

Feeling his pulse again, the effect of Ruanjinsan is still there.

Could it be that he was really wrong.

He sat down on the bench, hugged Chen Moyun into his arms, and patted his back lightly, "Why don't you tell Gu that you can't sleep every night?"

His voice softened, "Are you so afraid of being alone?"

It's a different person from before.

"Your Highness, I will not go out of Xiyan Pavilion in the future, can I not eat that Ruanjinsan?" He looked up at him expectantly, very cautiously, "If it is not possible, forget it, anyway, I am usually useless If you don't have the strength, just lie on the bed."

He smiled comfortingly, looking cute and sensible.

He picked him up and walked to the carriage outside, "It will make them reduce the efficacy of the medicine, and it won't make you unstable when you use it."

Chen Moyun buried his head in his arms, his eyes were clear and his expression was indifferent.

Until he returned to the Prince's Mansion, Chen Moyun didn't make another request, and this person still didn't let down his guard against him at all.

Chen Moyun has been lying on the window of the car, watching the people coming and going in the street, the traffic is busy, watching them play in groups of three and four.

Looking at it, memories of the past come to mind.

At that time, he had not yet turned against Jiang Zeyou, he, Jiang Zeyou, Nan Guoyin, and the youngest Han Ning, the four of them often wandered in the street, and when they encountered injustice, they would draw their swords to help. Just find a quiet tavern where you won't get drunk.

It was so enjoyable, but in the end it lost to the power and the hearts of the people.

He originally thought that after reliving his life, he should have gotten used to being alone and having no one to accompany him, but sometimes, he still couldn't help but envy other people's life where friends are around, cooking wine and tea, and having a happy conversation.

When he returned to the Prince's Mansion, he smiled and waited in the courtyard with An Rongli.

The evening wind blows, the clothes of the boys and girls float with the wind, and the shirts and sleeves of the clothes are covered with spring breeze, a very beautiful picture.

Seeing An Yicheng coming over with Chen Moyun in his arms, smiling and walking forward happily, An Rongli's hand holding his sleeve was thrown away, she pinched her waist with both hands, and looked at Chen Moyun with hostility.

"You guys are back, Brother Mo Yun, you asked Brother Yi Cheng to pick you up with a smile, isn't that a sweet smile?" He said with a smile as if asking for a reward.

Princess Rongli was bored today, she cried and asked Xiaoyan to take her to play.The two happened to go to the hunting ground, and they laughed and said that they went to the street to buy pastries, went back to find the princess and met An Yicheng, so they mentioned that they met Chen Moyun.

Unexpectedly, the person who is usually calm and calm when encountering problems actually stayed to watch the matter in hand, and rushed over in a panic.

"Smile, don't you see that brother is busy? Please block the way!"

An Rongli was very upset, especially when she saw Xiaoyan getting close to Chen Moyun, she frowned, pouted, and rolled her eyes indecently.

"Is Brother Yicheng busy? Brother Moyun, why are you ignoring me?"

Chen Moyun felt his head hurt, so he simply closed his eyes, almost ruined by this kid's hands, he still had the face to ask for praise.

Still not giving up with a smile, he tugged at Chen Moyun's hand, shook it coquettishly, and wanted to say something, until An Yicheng's murderous eyes glanced at him, he shut his mouth completely, and obediently gave in. road.

"Don't make fun of yourself!" An Rongli gloated at the side, "Don't think about that man, he belongs to brother."

"Princess—I don't have one, Xiaoxiao likes princesses the most—" He took An Rongli's arm, and continued to act like a baby.

I really can't figure out that a man of eight feet tall has no shame in acting coquettishly.

Princess Rongli stood on tiptoe and touched his head vigorously, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she smiled brightly.

Anyicheng carried Chen Moyun in the direction of his own room.

Chen Moyun was flustered, the wound on his arm had been split open, it was just because there were so many bandages wrapped around him, the blood was not obvious yet, if he didn't deal with it, he probably wouldn't be able to hide it.

"Your Highness, stop, I want to go back to Xiyan Pavilion."

Anyicheng was stunned for a moment, but still turned around and walked towards Xiyan Pavilion.

Chen Moyun breathed a sigh of relief.

When he was lying on the bed, he heard the sound of An Yicheng leaving, so he got up and locked the door.

Chen Moyun felt very tired, and every movement required a lot of effort. He leaned against the door, slowly slid down and sat on the ground, took a rest, and then untied his clothes, taking them off halfway.

There was a little bright red on the gauze, and he peeled it off layer by layer, the wound was already inflamed.

He untied the sachet at his waist and sprinkled the medicine powder inside on his arms, which he ordered in the pharmacy, a very small amount.

"A Yun?" He remembered that when he left, he didn't close the door, and An Yicheng was holding a food box in his hand.

Only when Chen Moyun heard the sound, Anyi Chengren arrived at the door, pushed it, only to find that the door was locked.

The person sitting on the ground hurriedly put on his clothes and kicked the bloody bandages on the ground under the cabinet.

"Ayun, why are you locking the door? Ayun, if you don't want to be alone, you will kick the door!" Why did that man get angry so easily.

Chen Moyun stood up leaning against the door with difficulty, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door valve, and fell backwards leaning against the door.

Anyi caught him, "What's wrong with you? Are you seriously injured? Why are you so weak?"

He picked him up and put him on the bed.

Chen Moyun's lips turned white due to excessive blood loss, and he leaned against the head of the bed, breathing weakly.

"Your Highness, I'm fine. Don't you have something else to do? Let Thirty Thousand come in and serve you."

He pulled up the quilt, trying to cover his right arm, the damned weak tendons were loose, his hands were shaking so badly that he suddenly couldn't use his strength, his body was getting more and more empty, and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

An Yicheng hugged him into his arms and found that he was very hot.

"Brother Mo Yun, come and see you with a smile!" Xiao Yan saw this scene when he entered the door.

Chen Moyun nestled in An Yicheng's arms, and An Yicheng stared at him affectionately.

Smiling with a wretched smile, he looked at them curiously, "Are you guys going to be ashamed? I want to see it too!"

"Nonsense, go and cook a bowl of antipyretics." An Yicheng said in a bad mood.

The joke slipped away quickly.

An Yicheng wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, and hugged him tighter, without noticing that he was extremely nervous.

"Where did it hit?" He asked, pulling the belt of the man in his arms.

"Your Highness, I'm fine, you first..." As he said that, An Yicheng had already untied the entire belt.

"An Yicheng, don't touch me!" He yelled, trying to break free from his embrace, but was held tighter and tighter.

hiss--

"Ayun, Gu won't do anything to you, just to see where you hurt."

Half of the clothes were taken off, and the bright red wound on the arm was exposed to the air. Both of them stopped their hands, and the room was eerily silent.