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

Inside the Linguo Imperial Palace, in Nanyi's waterside pavilion, a proud and cold figure was hidden in the red silk. The cold wind blew gently, bringing the woman's skirt and the red silk that decorated the pavilion dancing lightly.

An Zexi changed into a simpler green robe, holding a red cloak in his hand, and limped towards the figure from behind.

"Ah Qing, the wind is blowing!" With a soft voice, he put the cloak on Si Muqing's body and hugged her tightly from behind the quilt.

Si Muqing looked at the colorful lanterns all over the lake, the flickering candle light flickered in the gloom, it was a little dreamy, the corner of the ice-cold beauty's mouth curled into a faint smile, she held An Zexi's ring in her hand hand at the waist.

The people behind hugged him tighter.

"Ah Qing, let's eat first."

"it is good."

An Zexi took her hand and walked towards the center of the water pavilion. The square table was full of food, and the stove was burning charcoal to drive away the cold air.The two of them sat facing each other, An Zexi moved the plate of grilled fish in front of him to Si Muqing, he remembered that it was her favorite food.

"Ah Qing, would you like to be my queen?" With a smile on his face, he had just asked Si Muqing, but he had already imagined her wearing a phoenix robe and a phoenix crown in his mind, and his tone became a little excited.

Si Muqing paused for a while, she raised her head to meet those expectant eyes, couldn't bear to refuse, she chuckled, "Okay!"

Hearing this long-awaited answer, An Zexi couldn't restrain his joy, clenched his fists excitedly, looked at Si Muqing and smiled foolishly.

On this day, he had waited for too long, his girl finally returned to his side, Xin Hao, all this was not in vain.

Si Muqing also laughed, with some imperceptible bitterness and guilt in his smile, his eyes turned red.

An Zexi stopped smiling, wiped away the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes, and asked worriedly, "Ah Qing, why are you crying?"

Si Muqing poured a glass of wine, and handed it to An Zexi while hesitating, her voice trembled slightly, "I'm so happy, our prince won... Your Majesty Ah Qing respects a glass."

She said she was happy, but her body was tense, An Zexi could only feel her faint uneasiness.

"You can just call me by my first name. You are my wife, An Zexi, so you don't have to be so respectful to me." He saw Si Muqing's emotions in his eyes, and when he took the glass of wine, he became dull, showing With a smile, he looked at Si Muqing, "Does Ah Qing want me to drink this glass of wine?"

How much he hopes that that person will be honest with him, no matter what she wants to do, he will agree, even if it needs his life.

"Yes." Si Muqing didn't dare to look at her anymore, she lowered her eyes and tightly grasped the corners of her clothes with both hands, feeling uneasy.

"I should have died on that battlefield. You gave me a second life." He didn't know why he said this, but he felt that if he didn't say it, he probably wouldn't have the chance to talk about it in detail with the person in front of him. up.

"Since I was sensible, I have been spurned by everyone. I have no desire to live. It is you who make me feel alive is a very beautiful thing."

"Ah Qing, I've been living for you all my life, but you don't seem to care much about me!" An Zexi smiled and tears fell, he drank the wine in his glass, how he wished The person in front of her could stand up and knock the wine glass away, but she still didn't respond until the glass bottomed out.

She didn't love him after all, An Zexi closed his eyes, rolled his Adam's apple, and finally swallowed.

From An Zexi's point of view, the indulgence that night was just Si Muqing's compromising in order to complete An Yicheng's task, without any sincerity towards him.

What he didn't know was that Si Muqing was aloof and no one could force her to do anything she didn't want to do.

Seeing An Zexi passed out on the table, she got up slowly, "Fool, how could I kill you!" She put a kiss on An Zexi's cheek, "One last time, when I repay An Yicheng's kindness , come back to be your queen, no matter what happens in the future, you and I will face it together."

She took off the token from An Zexi's waist, hid it in her sleeve, and searched for his study in the dark. There is the emperor's token, which is convenient. She wants to steal the antidote for Chen Moyun and Anyicheng. This time, She no longer owes An Yicheng anything, and the rest of her life belongs to An Zexi alone.

……

This time, Chen Moyun and Chen Moyun went to Pingliang City to negotiate with Dingyuan General Yang Chang, a total of more than 1000 people.

Compared with Su Ziyu, Liu Bingyi and An Yicheng's treatment was worse. The two of them were imprisoned in a prison car, wearing prison uniforms and shackles. Although their clothes were neat, they still looked in a mess.

Su Ziyu is alone in a car. He didn't like plain clothes before, and the clothes he wore were all bright red and purple, which were extremely bright. But now, among the clothes Chen Moyun prepared according to his preferences, he picked out a simple one. The simple gray clothes, with a gray valance, are inconspicuous.

Ever since Chen Moyun brought him back to the mansion, Su Ziyu seemed to have become his personal bodyguard. He even had a hand in Chen Moyun's daily life. In the end, Xiaosi had no choice but to leave it all to him.

Chen Moyun also told him that there was no need to do this, but Su Ziyu turned a deaf ear to it, so Chen Moyun just let him go.

As night approached, the convoy found a flat place to station. With Su Ziyu's support, Chen Moyun got out of the carriage. He was dressed in an official uniform, and his already cold temperament was enhanced by this dress.

The two of them passed the prison car, and the two prisoners who were leaning lazily in the car suddenly sat upright, holding the wooden railing with their hands, eager to see through.

"A Yun!"

"Ayu!"

The two called out almost at the same time, looking expectantly at their sweethearts, but as expected, they didn't get any response.

"Master—you let me out, I promise not to run away, just talk to Ayu—" Liu Bingyi said coquettishly, looking at Chen Moyun pitifully.

He still doesn't know what Su Ziyu has experienced in prison, and he can still play coquettishly and wink at Su Ziyu crazily. If he knows, the prison car may not be safe.

He must break the prison car and avenge Su Ziyu.

Chen Moyun didn't tell the two of them about Su Ziyu's experience in prison. He felt that Su Ziyu had to say it himself, and he didn't have the right.

Seeing that Chen Moyun ignored him, and seeing Su Ziyu getting farther and farther away, Liu Bingyi decided to use a big move. Although he knew it would make Chen Moyun angry, he couldn't care less.

"Master, if you don't let me out, I will tell His Highness your real identity!"

Sure enough, Chen Moyun stopped, looked back, coldly, Liu Bingyi shrank his neck in fright, and hid behind Anyicheng.

Anyicheng looked curiously at the threatened Chen Moyun, what secret does this person have, he should have a chat with Liu Bingyi!

Without saying a word, Chen Moyun took the key of the guard guarding the prison car and opened the door.

"I knew that master loved me the most!" Chen Moyun was caught off guard by Liu Bingyi's arms.

An Yicheng frowned, his face sank, he pulled Liu Bingyi's collar back, "Hug your sweetheart, why touch my Ayun!"

"Teacher for one day, father for life, you will be jealous if I hug my father!" The young man curled his lips and walked towards Su Ziyu.

Liu Bingyi was seven or eight years younger than the three of them, and his every move was childish, with an innocent look.

Chen Moyun didn't even look at the person in the prison car, he closed the door on his own, but the man grabbed his wrist, "He can go out, can't I? Good Ayun, I want to go out too—— "

Chen Moyun stayed where he was and looked at An Yicheng in disbelief. This person actually dragged out the ending, very similar to Liu Bingyi acting like a baby. What's wrong with learning from Liu Bingyi?

"No!" Chen Moyun was decisive, but the man still grabbed his wrist.

"Ayun—" An Yicheng shook his hand shyly, and the death sound dragged on extremely long, "Good Ayun—"

An Yicheng leaned over and kissed his scarred hand, Chen Moyun trembled all over, and nervously withdrew his hand, but the man pulled him so tightly that he couldn't pull it back at all.

"An Yicheng!" There were a lot of people around, Chen Moyun didn't dare to yell loudly, his lowered voice changed a bit, like a coquettish voice from extreme shyness.

An Yicheng saw Chen Moyun's crimson color crawling up his cheeks, as if he was slightly drunk, he really wanted to get him drunk at this moment, carry him back to the house, coax him into doing some unspeakable bad things, soften his thin body, Let him feel the bliss of the world.

Seeing him in a daze, Chen Moyun took the opportunity to withdraw his hand, but the car door didn't have time to close.

"You are not allowed to come out!" Anyi Cheng stretched out his foot, and when he heard the man's voice, he retracted it aggrievedly, and locked the door pitifully.

He felt that he should be the first prisoner to lock himself.

It was colder at night in winter, Chen Moyun covered his body with two layers of quilts and didn't feel warm, and he didn't feel sleepy at all. He got out of the carriage, sat around the campfire, and slowly warmed his body.

Back then, he didn't know what winter was. He didn't expect that one day he would hate winter so much. An Yicheng didn't fall asleep either. He looked at Chen Moyun's trembling back and wished he could go out and hold him in his arms right now. Here, rub the man's cold hands.

He looked at the keys that Chen Moyun dropped in the car in a panic because he was teased by him, and when he was wondering whether to surprise Chen Moyun, he saw a soldier quietly sitting next to Chen Moyun.

Chen Moyun seemed to resist the soldier, but he got up and followed him away.

Anyicheng opened the car door and followed.

……

The wind was too strong at night, blowing some dead leaves, the further he walked into the woods, the colder Chen Moyun felt, he really couldn't go on.

Jiang Zeyou sensed that something was wrong with him, and rushed to support him, but was ruthlessly pushed away.

Chen Moyun sat on the ground unbearably, his face was pale and bloodless, his lips were even more purple, and every part of his body was extremely uncomfortable, as if he was being bitten and chewed by something crazily, causing endless pain.

Jiang Zeyou took his pulse, a little surprised. "Incomprehensible?"

How could he be poisoned by this poison!

He held down Chen Moyun's hand that kept scratching the skin. Chen Moyun was in so much pain that he was unconscious. He leaned on Jiang Zeyou's body and bit Jiang Zeyou's arm fiercely. The more it hurt, the harder the bite, blood Dissolving in the mouth, the pain is suppressed bit by bit, very slowly.

Enduring the pain, Jiang Zeyou gently stroked his snow-white shoulders that were scattered and exposed due to scratching.