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

When Chen Moyun woke up, his eyes were pitch black, his hands were tightly tied behind his back, his eyes were covered by a black cloth, and the light was not penetrated.

Chen Moyun remembered that there seemed to be an old woman who fell in front of him, and he stepped forward to check her injuries. After smelling a burst of fragrance, he felt powerless and passed out.

He wanted to speak, but suddenly realized that he couldn't speak, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

Fear lingered in his heart, he felt that his body was soft, but he couldn't exert his strength.

Unable to cry, unable to move, he was startled and frightened, only the sound of his nervous heartbeat and cautious breathing in the silent surroundings.

I don't know how long I waited in the dark, how long this feeling of fear and helplessness lasted.

He finally heard the sound of footsteps coming towards him, step by step, approaching slowly.

Every step seemed to step on his heartstrings, and Chen Moyun's fear of the unknown became more and more intense.

He subconsciously dragged his body and moved back.

But a cold hand grabbed his ankle and dragged him back to where he was.

The rough action made his ankles red from scratching, and the pain caused his veins to bulge.

If he could make a sound, he would probably scream.

Chen Moyun's scalp was numb, and he swallowed nervously, trying hard to break free from the rope tied to his hands.

It doesn't help until the wrist is strangled and scratched.

He became more and more panicked, and the sound of panting became louder and louder. The man grabbed the restless hand behind him and actually helped him untie the rope.

He stuck very close, and the breath he exhaled gently wrapped around Chen Moyun's ear, which was hot and itchy.

After untiing his hands, Chen Moyun pushed away the stranger in front of him, and tore off the cloth strips tied around his eyes, but it was still pitch black.

Was he out of sight, or was it dark?

He stretched out his hand to fumble forward, but he couldn't touch anything. The stranger who was in the room just now seemed to have disappeared.

The surrounding area was terribly quiet, Chen Moyun didn't dare to breathe, he thought maybe he was dreaming.

Suddenly, a pair of strong, somewhat rough hands grabbed his neck.

With so much strength, he was lifted up into the air, and then fell to the ground.

It hurts, it hurts everywhere.

With this fall, Chen Moyun was smashed to pieces, and he had no strength to resist anymore.

The man grabbed his neck and stuffed something into his mouth.

Melts in the mouth, slightly bitter.

He suddenly felt weak all over, very hot and uncomfortable.

The man seemed to want to unbutton his clothes, but was interrupted by a rush of footsteps.

Then there was the sound of fighting.

Chen Moyun was lying on the ground, his body was getting hotter and hotter like being burned.

Every inch of his skin was extremely hot, as hot as a fire. He became more and more uncomfortable, and his throat was also tight.

Suddenly the sound of fighting stopped abruptly, and the surroundings were suddenly silent.

Chen Moyun was caught in his arms and taken out.

"Don't be afraid, young master, that man is a disciple, I'm here to rescue you."

It was a man's voice, a little hoarse, with vigorous skills.

Those who ran for a while stopped by the lake in the suburbs, the moon was thin and the wind was blowing.

The visitor half-embraced the blind man on the ground, every part of the body of the man in his arms was scorchingly hot, his breath was unsteady, his legs were numb, and his chest rose and fell one after another.

Chen Moyun was anxious and irritable, he tightly grabbed the clothes of the visitor with both hands, he wanted an antidote.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, his face was even more radiant, white and tender, quite attractive.

The person holding him, with an imperceptible smile on his lips, looked at him playfully.

Suddenly, she held the back of Chen Moyun's head with one hand, raised his chin with the other, looked at his ruddy lips, bowed her head and kissed him.

Chen Moyun resisted a little, and pushed him away vigorously, but his hands were bound by a rougher hand.

Can't move.

A blush crawled up his cheeks, and the oxygen in his brain seemed to be drained little by little, making him a little delirious.

The visitor whispered in his ear: "It's really charming."

Chen Moyun was carried by him and walked towards the lake, the coolness bit by bit devoured the heat of Chen Moyun's body, a pockmarked face with some old scars gradually came into view.

"You..." Before he could finish his sentence, the person who was holding him slapped him on the back of the neck.

Chen Moyun fainted in his arms and fell into a deep sleep.

"I know you have a lot of questions. You just woke up, and you can't accept so much for a while. Let's rest first and talk about it tomorrow."

This man really looks right to his taste, as if it was tailor-made for his aesthetic point.

Chen Moyun had a very long dream. In the dream, he took Si Muqing back and brought Xiao Li back to Yao Kingdom.

In fact, he was lying in a warm embrace, and his clothes were changed.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling a pain in the back of his neck and a splitting headache.

"Young master is awake. My name is Yi Cheng. I was rescued yesterday." Yi Cheng removed the hand under Chen Moyun's neck, got up and landed.

It was the man who rescued him from the water and fire yesterday. One side of the man's face was densely pockmarked, and the other side seemed to have been burned, with criss-crossing scars.

But jumping over the blemishes on his face and looking at his facial features alone, he felt that his facial features were three-dimensional and his lines were smooth.

Chen Moyun was still a little confused, got up and leaned against the head of the bed, looking around, this is a simple thatched house, there is only a bed and a small wooden table in the room.

A strand of blue silk hangs over his collarbone, and the loose clothes cover his slender body, with half exposed shoulders, but he doesn't even notice it.

Seeing him like that, Yi Cheng was actually aroused, so he quickly turned away and poured a glass of water for the beauty on the bed.

He pulled up Chen Moyun's clothes, and pinned his beautiful hair behind his back.

Chen Moyun wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his throat was sore, and he only let out an "ah", and he couldn't stand the pain, so he simply closed his mouth.

"Don't be afraid, son, drink plenty of water, and your throat will heal after a while."

Yi Cheng is a man of the rivers and lakes, he should have practiced with his master in Yao country, but he has a very handsome junior.

The younger brother was playful by nature, so he sneaked out of Yao country, he followed him all the way, but couldn't find him, only later did he find out that he was captured by the masculine Prince Lin and brought him back to his residence.

Yi Cheng sneaked into the Prince's Mansion yesterday just to find his junior, who knew that his junior had already escaped, and later he found Chen Moyun who was brought into the small dark room in a coma, out of morality, he drew his sword to help when he saw injustice.

He risked his life to save Chen Moyun.

Chen Moyun got up and got out of bed, and bowed sincerely to him.

"Young master, don't be polite, this is what Jianghu people should do."

He grabbed his arm, helped him up, smiled silly, and then said with some seriousness, "If he doesn't know Prince Lin well, Yi will definitely kill him to save the people."

Chen Moyun patted him on the shoulder as a sign of comfort.He held the wide sleeve with one hand, stuck some water on his slender fingers, and wrote "Can you take me back to the city" on the wooden table.

"Of course it is possible, but the beast prince is going to trouble you again."

Chen Moyun went on to write, "The maid is in the city, and the younger sister is trapped in the Prince's Mansion, so she must return."

"Okay then." As he spoke, he picked up Chen Moyun in the air, and the person in his arms was startled, and supported his shoulder.

Yi Cheng was a head taller than Chen Moyun, and his figure was not as thin as him. There was no pressure in holding him. He walked out the door and carried Chen Moyun onto the horse.

The road was bumpy, he put his arm around Chen Moyun's slender waist with one hand, and pulled the rein with the other, speeding up the horse.

Soon, in the city, Chen Moyun tugged on his sleeve.

"Young master, do you want to dismount?" Before Chen Moyun could say something, Yi Cheng stopped the horse.

He got off the horse, supported Chen Moyun's waist, and carried him off the horse. Chen Moyun was not short, but he was very petite and lovely in front of him.

He pulled up Yi Cheng's sleeve again, and led him to the inn where he and Xiao Li lived together before.

Silly Xiao Li was sitting in front of the inn, his big eyes were red and swollen, "Young Master! Young Master, you are finally back, Xiao Li thought you didn't want Xiao Li..."

Chen Moyun let go of Yi Cheng's sleeve, Xiao Li rushed over unexpectedly, hugged him vigorously, sobbing non-stop, looking pitiful.

He gently stroked Xiao Li's head, but felt that it was not enough, he hugged her into his arms, patted her on the back tenderly, and only let go when Xiao Li stopped crying.

Yi Cheng felt that he was really gentle to the extreme.

"My lord, why don't you speak? Who is this ugly man? Did he take you away?" Xiao Li rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was about to fight.

Chen Moyun smiled softly, stood in front of Yi Cheng, and shook his head.

"Your son's throat is injured, and he can't speak yet. Go ask for a pot of tea, drink three or four cups, and you should be able to speak."

Xiao Li was dubious, and after seeing his young master nodding, he obediently asked for a pot of tea.

Chen Moyun pulled Yi Cheng to the room, he locked the room, and took out a gray coat from the bag.

With his back turned to Yi Cheng, he took off the baggy and floor-sweeping clothes, and then changed into them.

After a set of movements, he didn't know that the people behind him looked at him with very hot eyes.

Chen Moyun opened the door, and Xiao Li came in aggrieved. Seeing that the young master had changed his clothes, he realized the reason why he was locked out, and immediately became happy again.

He drank a pot of tea to the bottom, the feeling of hoarseness finally disappeared, he tried to say, "Xiao Li."

His throat didn't hurt and his voice wasn't hoarse, so he bowed to Yi Cheng again, "Thank you Brother Yi for saving your life."

Yi Cheng helped him up again, and said politely: "It's just a little effort, Ah Yun is being polite."

Chen Moyun was taken aback for a moment: "Ayun?"

"You're being presumptuous, calling me kind like that, if you don't like it..."

"You're welcome, I don't like it."

Yi Cheng searched in Lin Country for two days, and finally found out the whereabouts of his junior brother. Since his junior brother escaped from the mansion, he has left the city, and his direction should be towards Yao country.

After Yi Cheng knew the whereabouts of his junior brother, he wanted to leave, but he knew that Chen Moyun's younger sister was trapped in the prince's mansion, and that people in the Jianghu should not refuse to save him. This was taught by his master since he was a child.

So he offered to help Chen Moyun sneak into the mansion and meet his boss, Mu Qing.

Chen Moyun was very grateful, and seeing that the two hit it off very well, he begged him.

……

Tonight, the moon is very round, the night is very bright, and the autumn wind is blowing, making people feel a little cold.

The Prince's Mansion was still heavily guarded. Outside the wall, a handsome man and a pockmarked man were squatting in the corner as if they were plotting something.

"Are you ready, Ayun" said, Yi Cheng put his arms around Chen Moyun's waist.

Chen Moyun stared at the wall of the Prince's Mansion intently, not knowing that the person behind him lowered his head and was looking at his beautiful neck carefully.

"Ah."

Yi Cheng lifted him up into the air, and landed steadily in the yard.

"Who?"

It happened to be Si Muqing.

Si Muqing was not so happy to see the person who came, because the person behind him was looking at her with a smile, and she was most familiar with that smile.

"Ah Qing, come with me! Let's go back to Yao country, if Master knows you're back, he will be very happy." He walked towards her and begged, "This is Yi Cheng, he is good at martial arts, we can escape Yes, it will be fine when we arrive at Yao Country.”

Chen Moyun stretched out his hand to her, but she just glanced at him coldly, the coldness in her eyes was so cold that Chen Moyun didn't dare to approach him any more.

"Let's go, leave Lin Country." She said coldly, "Stay away from that person just now."

The people behind Chen Moyun left at some point.

The more indifferent she is, the more uncomfortable Chen Moyun will be. It would be great if they didn't get separated that day.

"Ah Qing!" He didn't care so much, he wanted to grab her hand, but she hid her, she drew her sword and pointed at him.

"Si Muqing is no longer the former Si Muqing. I am living a good life. I am powerful and powerful. With the crown prince as a backing, what do you have to worry about?" His tone was still so cold, so repulsive. outside.

"But you are unhappy." He said softly, afraid of offending her.

"In this world, it's good to be alive, you can guarantee to follow you, and I will be happy?" She sneered.

His eyes were full of contempt and disdain for him, "I live with the crown prince, but you even pay for the inn in advance, what do you do to make me happy?"

Let's go, brother, the farther away from here the better...

Chen Moyun opened his mouth, but he had nothing to say, yes, he is really useless.

He bowed his head guiltily, wanting to leave in frustration.

When he turned around, he didn't see Yi Cheng, and suddenly smelled a fragrance and passed out.

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