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

An Yicheng let go of him, put his hands on his wound, and looked at him with dark eyes, gloomy and terrifying.He exerted a little force, and blood flowed out from the gap between his five fingers.

Chen Moyun was trembling with pain, in order to suppress the pain, he bit his lips and refused to hum.

"Ayun, you are really amazing, you acted well!" He chuckled and praised, making people shudder.

Anyicheng pushed him down, and attached his lips, a strong smell of blood gradually dissipated.

Mixed with that person's Yuquan, the taste is sweet and fishy.

Chen Moyun really didn't have the strength to resist, not even the strength to clenched his fists.

The man clung to his ear and said obscenely: "You are so hot, it should be very comfortable to put it in!"

Anyicheng chuckled, the smile was cloudy and distorted, "Gu promises, this time will definitely make you crazy, it's good if you're crazy, only the crazy ones are obedient!"

"Get out!" Chen Moyun was furious, but his voice was as thin as a gnat.

Laughing and saying that when he entered the room, what he saw was this filthy scene.

Anyi Cheng's hands were reaching towards Chen Moyun's body, and he leaned back. The servant's clothes were half undressed, and the blood beads on his lips were beautiful and delicious.

The hysterical "get away" after another was hoarse, but it hurt my heart.

Xiaoyan said that the medicine bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and there was a piercing sound of breaking, which made Anyicheng's hand stop.

"Brother, he doesn't want to, what's the difference between you and Emperor Lin!"

With a smile, he pushed the irrational person on the bed away, opened his hands in front of Chen Moyun, and looked at An Yicheng in disbelief.

Anyicheng was furious, threw all the things in the house to the ground, and went out angrily.

He is methodical about everything, except for Chen Moyun, who is really at a loss what to do.

Wait until you can't hear Anyicheng at all.

Chen Moyun's whole body relaxed, and at this moment he wanted to close his eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

With a smile, he lifted up the man lying on the bed with blank eyes and straightened his clothes. His movements were very light and slow.

The person in front of him had slightly red eyes and a tired face, but he was as delicate as a porcelain doll. He had to be cautious, for fear that it would break if it was too small.

After going out with a smile, Chen Moyun picked up the sachet that fell on the ground in the chaos, tore it open, and dropped a few small black pills from it.

It's so small that it's hard to spot if you don't look carefully.

He swallowed it, five at a time, and then lay down on the bed. After a while, his body regained some strength, but he still felt very uncomfortable.

The day after tomorrow is autumn hunting, and he has to get well soon.

Among the many small pieces, he fixed his eyes on a slightly larger broken bowl, on which there was almost a mouthful of liquid medicine. He didn't expect that one day, he would eat things on the ground like a beggar.

He picked it up and was about to send it to his mouth.

He only heard footsteps, and the broken bowl in his hand was knocked to the ground by Xiao Yan.

He was so distressed that he wiped away the medicine stains that had just splashed on Chen Moyun's face, with a guilty expression on his face: "I'm sorry, this is the first time my brother likes someone, he doesn't know how to keep you, that's why he's like this."

He helped Chen Moyun to lean against the head of the bed, opened the food box, and there was a strong smell of herbs, and there was a bowl of steaming medicine inside.

"My brother has been supported by everyone around since he was a child, and no one has ever disobeyed him." He blew the medicine cool and delivered it to Chen Moyun's mouth, "The things he likes are rushed by others. .”

After feeding the medicine, he opened the second layer of the food box, which contained gauze and some wound medicine.

"Those who don't like him will surrender after several times of coercion and temptation." He gently sprinkled the medicine on Chen Moyun's wound, "It's only you, who can't help him."

He picked up the gauze and wrapped it around Chen Moyun's arm, "I know, you hate brother, but..."

"Smile, I'm tired." Chen Moyun lay down and covered his head with the quilt.

The meaning of seeing off guests is very clear.

An Yicheng likes him, it's so ridiculous, if he likes a person, he should be afraid of falling and melt, just like what he did to Jiang Zeyou in his previous life.

How could he be willing to let the person he cares about suffer a little bit of grievance?

Anyicheng's treatment of him was nothing more than a whim, a momentary interest.

This time he slept very uncomfortable and sweated profusely.

In the dream, he was tied up on the execution platform. An Yicheng took a small knife and slowly cut off his tendons and hamstrings. No matter how much he begged for mercy, the man would remain indifferent.

When he was collapsing and desperate, a pair of hands gently pushed him awake.

Pulled him out of the nightmare.

"My lord, Your Highness wants you to go there." It was Thirty Thousand's voice.

When he arrived in the lobby, Si Muqing was lying in Su Ziyu's arms, struggling in pain. Her face was ashen, her lips were pale, as if she had been poisoned.

"Your Highness, please spare her!" It was Su Ziyu's voice.

He has worked with Si Muqing for five years, and his colleagues for five years cannot bear to see him tortured like this.

"Chen Moyun! Hurry up and kneel down to beg for mercy, she is doing this to help you!" Seeing that it was useless to beg An Yicheng, he could only pin his hopes on Chen Moyun.

The night is already dark, the moon and stars are scarce, and it has entered late autumn, and the wind blows on my body a bit cool.

Chen Moyun stood at the door, knelt down politely, and asked word by word: "Your Highness, what do you want?"

The person sitting in the hall had his bare feet on the table, and the four beauties from Yao Kingdom half-kneeled beside him, drinking wine for him, feeding him fruits, or squeezing his shoulders and beating his back.

"I don't want to, tomorrow Jiang Meng'an will represent the Yao country to participate in our country's autumn hunting." He paused, ate the grapes that were handed to his mouth, and pulled the beauty into his arms, very ambiguous.

Thirty thousand blushed, and quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at the hall again, their Highness is really too casual.

"There was news from Gu's informant that Lin Wenqiu would come, Gu suddenly felt that she was as pretty as A Yun, and Lin Wenqiu would, A Yun wouldn't be so bad, right?"

Anyicheng showed no mercy for the beauty, the beauty sitting in his arms had flushed cheeks, and her eyes gradually blurred.

"You said that two brothers and sisters serve people together, what kind of sweet scene should it be, think about it, Gudu's heart is moved!"

He pushed away the person in his arms, and looked at Chen Moyun playfully from head to toe.

Chen Moyun trembled with anger and said nothing.

His Royal Highness felt bored again, and slowly said, "Xiao Li and Chenyue are here too."

"An Yicheng!" He could no longer suppress his anger.

"How!" He roared back, his voice was louder than Chen Moyun's.

Chen Moyun was so out of breath that he couldn't speak.

The people in the hall smiled and whispered softly, "If Xiao Li knows that his son has become someone else's slave, how sad he will be!" He shook his head with a look of heartbreak.

"How do you give Ah Qing the antidote?" One day, he will make this person desperate for life.

"It's simple. If you don't want Gu to spoil you and love you, then Gu will fulfill you. Tomorrow, as long as you obey Gu's words obediently and Gu is happy, you will naturally give her the antidote!"

This torment reached midnight, and An Yicheng put Si Muqing under house arrest, not allowing anyone to visit her.

Tonight, An Yicheng brought four beauties to have fun again in the Ruanxiang Pavilion next to Xiyan Pavilion, and the height of his voice was higher than that of the other. physical strength.

Chen Moyun was leaning against the bed, full of thoughts, not noticing that the tiles on the roof had been kicked off, and staring at him with piercing eyes.

He went through the two important pieces of news he got from the pastry shop in his mind, but he still couldn't figure it out.

The hunt in Lin Kingdom in autumn usually takes half a month. According to the usual practice, envoys representing Yao Kingdom will only stay for five days. If An Yicheng wants to hunt and assassinate Emperor Lin in autumn, he should choose after the envoys leave.

But obviously he is the prince of Lin country, and he could sit on the throne in a legitimate way, so why bother?

Is it for an early ascension to the throne?But Emperor Lin was already in danger, and within half a year he would definitely be heading west. Based on Chen Moyun's understanding of him, it was impossible for him to wait less than half a year.

What also caused him the most headache was that An Zexi was going to hunt and assassinate An Yicheng in autumn, and he was debating whether he should tell the Highness that he had injured him badly.

He was already upset, but when he heard the almost breathless voice outside, he became even more upset.

Ah!What An Yicheng likes him is nothing more than desire and dissatisfaction.

He tugged at the chains around his ankles, lay down angrily, and fell asleep with his head covered.

He didn't know why he fell into such a deep sleep. Between half-dreaming and half-awake, a piece of softness fell on his forehead, eyes, then the bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose, and finally, the target landed on his rosy lips.

The kiss was long and gentle, terribly gentle, as if very nostalgic, and cautious.

Chen Moyun wanted to open his eyes, but felt something heavy was pressing on his eyelids, but he couldn't lift them up no matter how hard he tried.

Tomorrow is the grand hunting ceremony in autumn, and all the dignitaries who participated today have arrived in the capital of Lin Kingdom, including Jiang Meng'an.

The inns in the capital city of Lin Kingdom are almost overcrowded, and the streets are also very lively, with all kinds of exotic clothes, all kinds of gadgets, and all kinds of languages.

But all these bustles had nothing to do with Chen Moyun.

He was squatting under the bed, thinking about the chain locked at the foot of the bed. This time, the inner circle of the ankle chain was actually glued with thick wool, which scratched his ankles and itched.

Tonight, An Yicheng, as the host, will hold a grand banquet in the Prince's Mansion, where he will welcome officials from all walks of life, as well as envoys from the Yao Kingdom.

The task An Yicheng gave him was to use this body to win over the envoys from Yao Kingdom, and decide Si Muqing's life or death based on the value of the information obtained.

Their Highness the Crown Prince really has his own unique taste in torturing people.

When it was almost evening, the maids brought hot water and filled the tub.

The chains on his feet were also broken.

However, although the amount of Ruanjin powder taken every day has been reduced, it is still a bit laborious.

There were only five small pills left in the sachet, and he had to save them for critical moments.

He unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his shiny white jade skin. He raised his straight and slender legs, stepped into the bathtub, and slowly sank into the hot water. His thick and long eyelashes trembled slightly, covering his face. Sadness in the eyes.

Black hair was in a bundle, hanging straight to the bottom of the bathtub, and the steam was thick, covering half of his allure.

He closed his eyes, feeling the heat slowly lingering all over his body, and his body that had been tense for the past few days was finally relaxed.

Suddenly a person came up behind him, followed by holding a soft cotton cloth with both hands, moving slowly from his neck to his collarbone, a little itchy.

Sensing the rapid breathing and getting closer to his ears, Chen Moyun's heartbeat accelerated, and his eyes that were about to open were covered by his hands.

There are calluses on the hands, and they are slightly rough. They must be people who practice martial arts.

The man's other hand slowly scratched from his collarbone to his chest and mouth, scratching his heart itchy.

"Your Highness?" he asked lightly.

Seeing that he had been seen through, the man walked around in front of Chen Moyun and looked down at him.

"Ayun, tell me, how much benefit can this body of yours bring to Gu?" He smiled, still so gentle and refined.

"Naturally, Mo Yun is very confident in his looks." He also smiled, gentle and pleasant, making people salivate.

"You'd rather be with them... than alone...right!"

The man was suddenly furious, and his eyes made people shudder.

"Isn't this what His Highness ordered? Didn't His Highness just want to see Mo Yun's pain and powerlessness when he was humiliated?" He chuckled.

"That's right, Gu just likes to see you linger on without any resistance." He lifted Chen Moyun's chin.

Is that how he wants to be alone?

He leaned close to Chen Moyun's ear and whispered, "You'd better wash it up, don't be disgusted by those ministers of Yao Kingdom!"