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

An Yicheng looked at Chenyue, stretched out his hand and pulled Chen Moyun's arm into his arms, then pulled Chen Moyun's waist and lifted his chin.

With too much strength, Chen Moyun was forced to stand on tiptoe close to his waist, and then bit his slender white and slender neck hard. He hugged him so tightly that Chen Moyun couldn't break free.

Throughout the whole process, An Yicheng kept staring at Chenyue provocatively.

Chen Moyun was furious, and was suddenly pushed to the ground by the person who was biting him.

Immediately afterwards, An Yicheng dodged Chenyue's sword and kicked the stones on the grass field towards Chenyue.

With a flash of Chenyue, a sword glowing with silver light pierced him sideways.

There was no need for An Yicheng to do more, so Su Ziyu consciously stepped forward to fight.

An Yicheng carried Chen Moyun on his shoulders and walked towards the tent, the sound of fighting behind him became more and more distant.

He unceremoniously threw Chen Moyun onto the bed, looking at him with extremely cold eyes.

"Don't flirt with others in front of Gu from now on!" He looked at him condescendingly and said in a deep voice.

"I do not have!"

"Gu said that you have what you have, so you should be blind, Chen Moyun! In the future, only Gu can save you and protect you. Those who are courteous to you have other plans for you!"

Chen Moyun sneered and said sarcastically: "Save me? Protect me! When I needed His Highness yesterday, where was His Highness? Besides, what is your relationship with me, Your Highness?"

Obviously he could help him, and he could be rescued together with Lin Wenqiu, but in the end that person chose to stand by and watch.

"If you say these words, what good will it do you to make you anxious!"

An Yicheng was out of breath, and he couldn't help speeding up his undressing hands.

It was a last resort for not saving him yesterday.

Chen Moyun's pupils dilated, he clutched the neckline and shrank into the corner of the bed, like a frightened fawn, with wet eyes, looking at An Yicheng vigilantly.

Seeing him like that, Anyicheng became even angrier. Does this person hate having skin-to-skin contact with him so much?

He took out a set of clean clothes from the cabinet and threw it to Chen Moyun.

"What do you think the orphan will do to you? You might as well serve people like those actors Jiang Zeyou gave to the orphan."

Seeing him half-believing.

Anyicheng's face became even colder, why is this person so wary of him.

If it were someone else, who refused his wishes again and again, and disobeyed his orders, he would have died countless times.

"What are you still thinking about? Missing your second son! Why don't you get over here and change Gu's clothes!" An Yicheng was completely angry.

He leaned forward, and Chen Moyun nervously turned his head to one side, not daring to look directly at him.

Anyicheng grabbed his ankle and dragged him roughly to the bedside, "Change Gu immediately!"

Isn't that embarrassing him!

Chen Moyun opened the clothes and observed them. The clothes were complicated in shape and had many patterns, and he really couldn't know where to start.

He got up and took the clothes and gestured clumsily at An Yicheng, and he put on half of the sleeves after tossing for a while.

He thought it was time for His Highness the Crown Prince to lose his temper, but to his surprise, the man quietly let him torment him.

An Yicheng watched him arrange his hands back and forth on his body, and occasionally tied his belt around his waist, so he didn't feel so angry.

This was the first time he took the initiative to embrace Gu.

"All right!"

Chen Moyun felt relieved, although there were many uneven folds on the clothes, which were unsightly, but this should be An Yicheng's new aesthetic, he thought so, without any doubt that he gave the crown prince the wrong clothes.

"Well, Gu is very satisfied."

Just now it was an expression of wanting to eat people, but now it is full of joy.

Anyicheng walked out of the tent, ordered the guards outside to watch out for the people inside, and then walked towards Si Muqing's residence.

Si Muqing was a little surprised when he saw Anyicheng.

Their highness is a person who pays great attention to appearance, and he is very particular about his clothes. Looking at the clothes this time, the buttons on the clothes do not match up and down, and the beautiful belt around the waist is worn backwards. Location.

"Help Gu tidy up, and Gu still needs to find Zhao Ping and the others to discuss matters."

He opened his arms, Si Muqing quickly took off his clothes, and changed An Yicheng's clothes again.

……

A group of people sat in Zhao Ping's tent, including Su Ziyu, Xiaoyan, Zhao Ping, and some of Zhao Ping's subordinates.

Although Zhao Ping was a hungry ghost, he was an out-and-out villain, but General Xiping valued him and promoted him to the position of lieutenant general all the way.

Seeing him is like seeing General Xiping.

General Xiping is the general who protects the country of Lin. Because he holds a heavy army, he was feared by Emperor Lin in the early years. Emperor Lin designed him to have an affair with his favorite concubine Rong, caught her in bed, and thought that he had made great contributions to the country of Lin. He took half of his military power and transferred to the border of Lin Country to guard the border.

In order to maintain the balance of power in the court, although Emperor Lin did not like An Zexi, he still gave him half of the military power as a gift for his coming of age.

General Xiping was supposed to be able to enjoy the glory and wealth in the capital, but he was framed by his most trusted monarch. Anyi took the trouble.

What they discussed this time was to set the time for the incident...

The Ruanjin powder An Yicheng had given him these past few days was not as effective as before, probably because he felt that he would not be able to make any big waves, so he reduced the dose.

When he went out, he was stopped by two guards guarding the tent door, "My lord, please wait a moment, my subordinates will go down and call for thirty thousand."

"Your Highness said that you will not restrict the young master's freedom, but [-] must follow to ensure the young master's safety." Another guard continued, and he did not let go of his raised hand.

Thirty thousand soon appeared in his line of sight, still smiling, "Mr. Chen, where do you want to go?"

"Just turn around."

"My lord, after your Majesty and His Highness have sacrificed to the earth in the evening, there will be many people setting up Kongming lanterns and lanterns beside Laibo Lake. Thirty thousand is beautiful according to others. Thanks to you this time, thirty thousand can come to the hunting ground. I will accompany you to see it at [-] in the evening, okay?"

Chen Moyun walked slowly on the somewhat withered grass, the wind blew his clothes and stroked his hair.

"Ah."

His back is slender and slender, giving off a sad feeling. Every time Sanwan looks into his eyes, he always feels that there is too much emotion in those wet eyes.

At least among the many male favorites of His Highness the Prince he served, Chen Moyun's eyes did not have the snobbishness of being favored and arrogant, nor the arrogant and arrogant, but the loneliness, loneliness and injury that could be seen at a glance.

"My lord, why are you worrying?"

How can such beautiful eyes be without a smile.

Chen Moyun was startled, stopped and turned to look at Sanwan.

Sanwan always maintains a posture of nodding and bowing, looking about a head shorter than him, with an ordinary appearance, but every time I see Sanwan, I find that he has a pair of beautiful almond eyes, always with a timid look smile.

Chen Moyun found that as long as Sanwan looked at him, he would sigh, with sympathy in his eyes. Every time he thought that he was hiding it very well, but he didn't know that the sympathy in his eyes was very blatant.

Chen Moyun suddenly smiled, shallowly.

But San Wan was still fascinated, "Young Master, you look so pretty when you smile."

"Thirty thousand, thank you." He said softly, a voice An Yicheng had never heard before.

Thank you for having nothing to do with me, but for my mood swings and worries for me.

"Thirty thousand, the wind is a bit strong, can you get me a cloak?"

"But……"

But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince said that he should be inseparable from him.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere. Besides, aren't there people from His Highness around here? I've taken Ruanjinsan, so where can I go?" vividly.

The sympathy in Sanwan's eyes became even stronger, and it turned red, "Young Master, Sanwan believes in you, please wait for me, Young Master, I'll go right away."

Chen Moyun raised his eyes, brushed off the sadness on his face, turned around and walked towards Zhao Ping's tent. Although there were patrolling guards on the road, he was not their target.

There were no people around Zhao Ping's tent, Zhao Ping was used to being promiscuous, so in order not to let people notice, he chose a remote location with few people and flowers everywhere.

What surprised Chen Moyun was that there were no guards outside the room. Holding a bunch of wild flowers, he approached slowly, walking very slowly, leaning against the door tent.

These flowers were picked by him on the way.

"Your Highness, I feel that I should choose to act on the anniversary of Concubine Rong's death..." It was Zhao Ping's voice.

"My lord! Why are you here! Go away!" Thirty thousand's voice was extremely low, but in this extremely quiet environment, it was extremely clear.

Chen Moyun had never been so flustered before. He looked at Sanwan, and the heavy footsteps behind him became more and more clear. The man's hand was on his shoulder, and with a little force, his entire arm could be disabled.

Chen Moyun turned to face him, and took another step back.

"What did you hear?" Anyicheng asked with a smile, but it made people feel cold from head to toe.

Chen Moyun shook his head, "I didn't know His Highness was here, I just saw the beautiful flowers blooming around here, so I wanted to pick some." His eyes were sincere and innocent.

"Picking flowers? Who is Ah Yun picking flowers for?" He snatched the flowers from Chen Moyun's hand, looked at them carefully, and smelled them again, "Gu hates flowers the most!"

He threw the flowers on the ground, wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and said in a deep voice to Thirty Thousand, "Did Gu ask you to follow him and stop him from coming here?"

"Your Highness, please forgive me!" Thirty thousand was so anxious that he was about to cry, kowtowed to the ground, trembling all over.

"Come here, kill [-] sticks right here!"

"Your Highness...have mercy, son...help me!" Sanwan looked at Chen Moyun desperately, crying in a very ugly way, and he was still holding a gray cloak in his hand.

"Your Highness, it's none of my business, it's me, I'm the one who wants to come here." Chen Moyun was also anxious, he really hated this feeling of powerlessness and helplessness.

He can't protect anyone he wants to protect, and he will even get hurt because of him.

"An Yicheng, I beg you!" He knelt down, looked at him beggingly with a very low posture.

But Thirty Thousand was still dragged onto the bench, howling one after another, extremely miserable.

"Your Highness, I...will, tonight, no, just...now!" His voice was trembling, and his hands were eager to untie his belt.

It seems that he has no other conditions to trade with Anyi Cheng except this flesh and blood.

The outer robe was undone, and An Yicheng knelt down to hold his hand that was about to untie his inner coat.

He asked a little puzzled: "Ah Yun, why do you always care about so many people?"

Xiaoli, Lin Wenqiu, Chenyue, now add [-], An Yicheng really wants to know if he has a place for himself in his heart.

"Brother, let go of [-] yuan!" He couldn't bear it with a smile, and also helped to intercede, but was persuaded by An Yicheng's eyes.

"If Thirty Thousand dies, I swear, in this life, as long as I live, no matter what means I use, I will take your life!"

"Bold, how dare you threaten His Highness!" Zhao Ping wanted to pull out the sword from his waist, but An Yicheng reached out and struck the hilt back.

"Am I not even a servant in your heart?" An Yicheng closed his eyes anxiously, and said in a low voice to the boarder, "Didn't you eat? Use some strength!"

Chen Moyun saw that An Yicheng did not waver in the slightest, got up, and threw himself on Sanwan, hitting him one after another, his liver was about to burst.

Sanwan had passed out, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and his whole body was cold.

"Stop." An Yicheng roared, clenching his hands into fists in anger.

This man is just a servant, do you want to defy him to the end!

Chen Moyun heard the sound trembling and went to the ground, slowed down, carried thirty thousand on his back, and walked out step by step.

"Thirty thousand, it's okay." He said softly, and the person on his back smiled softly, dying, "My lord... the lantern... I can't see it..."

In the absence of a sound, [-] people hung down heavily.

Chen Moyun was walking, and finally collapsed on the ground due to exhaustion. He hugged [-] in his arms again, and the blood stained his white inner garment. "Thirty thousand, wake up! Don't you like to see me smile? You wake up, I'll show you how to smile every day, okay?"

"Also, don't you want to watch the lanterns? Let's go together tonight. You wake up, okay?"

Tears blurred his eyes, and he leaned on Sanwan's head, thinking of the way he imitated An Yicheng's manner and tone when they first met and talked to him.

He was just a little slave who should have lived his life in a mediocre way, but died because of himself.

Chen Moyun, Chen Moyun, you are really a disaster.