In danger, he traveled through time to save her, and the black-bellied prince doted on her

Mu Jinan looked outside the house and saw that there was no one there, so he asked him again:

"What about the handwriting?"

Li Huaijin raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Jiang Yanqing can copy any handwriting. Isn't it normal for him to see the handwriting of his boss Shen Yuzhong?"

Mu Jinan patted his arm in fear and said worriedly:

"Oh my god, you guys are really, you don't want to die"

Li Huaijin looked at her worried and frightened expression, like a little rabbit, and deliberately lowered his body, smiling coquettishly:

"To plan, you must first plan the situation; to plan for wealth, you must first plan for people"

"Madam, how is this going?"

Mu Jinan sighed, gave a thumbs up and said: "Brilliant plan, very bold"

The two were busy all day and only copied half of the Shen Mansion. At night, the Southern Courtyard Guards were guarding the place. Seeing that Mu Jinan was too hungry to stand, the two came to Pingkangfang Street.

Every building is as bright as day. The warm summer breeze blows over the lanterns, which sway in the wind. Thousands of lights illuminate the city of Chang'an. The sounds of hawking can be heard on the streets, and the aroma of wine from the buildings wafts out of the houses. The world of fireworks is so beautiful.

Li Huaijin walked towards the restaurant in front, but Mu Jinan stopped him and said, "There are many customers in the restaurant, let's have a bowl of noodles here."

Li Huaijin glanced back and saw a few worn-out tables and chairs, few meat and vegetables, and firewood ashes floating in the air from time to time. He had always lived a life of luxury since he was a child, and had never eaten here before. He was somewhat resistant:

"You want to eat this?"

Seeing some disdain in his eyes, Mu Jinan did not force him to be like him, so he said: "Prince, then you go to the restaurant, I will eat this"

Seeing Mu Jinan going to the stall without looking back, he said happily:

"Boss, give me a bowl of noodles."

The boss looked to be in his forties or fifties, with wrinkles on his face, kind eyes, and a gray linen gown. He said cheerfully:

"okay"

Mu Jinan felt a little tired and lay on the table to take a nap, when he heard a voice from above his head:

"Give me a bowl too"

She looked up, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes: "King Liang, why are you here again?"

Li Huaijin looked at the dusty bench, hesitated to sit down, lowered his eyes and said:

"You can eat it, so can I"

Seeing him being shy, Mu Jinan said angrily, "Then sit down. Don't you see that people passing by are looking at you?"

People passing by on the street turned their heads back every few steps, and some women blushed:

"Look at that young man, he is handsome and very handsome."

Perhaps because he was handsome and dressed in expensive clothes, the boss ran over and cleaned the bench:

"Sir, please take a seat."

Mu Jinan sighed and rolled his eyes: "Evil capitalism will oppress the working people"

Li Huaijin frowned and asked in confusion: "What is capitalism?"

Mu Jinan shook his head: "You won't understand even if I tell you"

Soon the boss brought two bowls of hot noodles. Mu Jinan picked up the chopsticks, only to see Li Huaijin take out a handkerchief and wipe the chopsticks for her.

The boss smiled and said, "You are so lucky, young lady, to have such a handsome husband who is so considerate to you."

Hearing this, Li Huaijin smiled, his lips curved, and he looked at Mu Jinan.

Mu Jinan was startled and embarrassed, and was about to retort:

"He doesn't..."

The boss seemed not to hear her voice and continued:

"I guess you two have just gotten married. The way your husband looks at you is like looking at the moon and stars in the sky. He can't bear to leave. May you two live in harmony and grow old together."

Mu Jinan waved his hand and explained:

“No, we’re just friends.”

A trace of disappointment flashed across Li Huaijin's eyes, the corners of his lips drooped, and his back hunched slightly.

The boss seemed to be hard of hearing and continued, "Eat quickly, the noodles are going to clumping up."

Mu Jinan turned around and looked at the noodles in the bowl. Seeing his innocent face, he said, "Eat it."

Mu Jinan finished eating quickly. Li Huaijin might not be used to it, so there was still a lot left. Mu Jinan was a little angry and took the noodles from him:

“Don’t waste it”

Seeing that she wanted to eat that bowl of noodles, Li Huaijin said anxiously:

“That’s what the king ate.”

Mu Jinan shook his head and said, "Don't you know how many orphans, vagrants, slaves, and famine victims would snatch a bowl of noodles from you?"

Li Huaijin paused. He wanted to say something, but the firewood next to him was burning too vigorously, temporarily drowning out his noble life and forcing him to spend a short time with the common people.

He looked at the boss, who was busy in front of the boiling iron pot in such hot weather, sweat soaking his back and seeping through his clothes.

Li Huaijin called the boss over: "These are for you"

When the boss saw that he gave him three gold cakes, he quickly said, "Sir, you don't need so many."

Li Huaijin nodded slightly, as if to show respect for him, and said softly:

"Take it"

The boss laughed heartily and said "Thank you, sir" and then went back to work.

When he looked down again, he saw that Mu Jinan had finished eating. He said worriedly, "You always eat like a wolf. The Nangong family is not short of money. How did you develop such a habit?"

Mu Jinan waved his hand: "This habit can't be changed, let's go." This habit was formed in childhood in modern times and is deeply rooted.

Just as they were about to leave, they ran into a sorcerer. He had white hair and a white beard, and looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He was holding a long pole in his hand, with a flag on it that read "Fortune Telling".

The quack looked at them and asked with a smile:

"You two, I only charge one penny for fortune-telling."

Mu Jinan shook his head: "No, they are all lies"

Li Huaijin stopped, and Mu Jinan saw that he was hesitating, so he pulled him and dissuaded him:

“Don’t believe this”

The Taoist priest looked into Mu Jinan's eyes and said, "Girl, you are from another world. You will achieve your wish in this life and make up for what you lost in your previous life."

Mu Jinan was stunned for a moment. Before she could speak, Li Huaijin suddenly remembered that the person in the dream said he came from a thousand years later. A hint of temptation flashed across his eyes, and he asked:

"Then you can calculate what I am lacking? When can I marry the woman of my dreams?"

The Taoist stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"Your Highness's five elements lack water, but if you have this girl by your side, you will be even more powerful, and all your wishes will come true. Your Highness, you will be able to marry the woman of your dreams within two months."

Li Huaijin thought he was just trying to please her and wanted to marry her, so he gave the Taoist a golden cake. The Taoist smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Mu Jinan glared at the Taoist priest and pulled Li Huaijin aside:

"King Liang, you have a lot of money, don't you? You haven't even asked about your birth date, but you've already said that you lack water in the five elements. You don't even know how to read faces, you're clearly lying."

Li Huaijin said calmly: "It's okay."

When the two turned around, they could no longer see the end of the long street. The Taoist priest had already disappeared. Mu Jinan sighed:

"I didn't know the dangers of the world. I was deceived. Everyone ran away."

Li Huaijin followed beside her, and the two walked side by side on the street. The lanterns were dim and the rippling light was reflected under their feet, illuminating the road ahead.

The two of them walked like this, without saying a word, and seemed to be hiding something on their minds.

Perhaps it was the pushing from passers-by, Li Huaijin's arm touched her shoulder from time to time. She wanted to speak, wanting to know how she would be able to endure the hundred whips.

But then he remembered that when he was a child, he left him to die without saving him and even made the excuse that some ghost or god was controlling him.

Mu Jinan slumped her shoulders. Li Huaijin saw that she was dejected. She was fine just now. Could she be really sick?

He asked, "Madam, what are you thinking about?"

Mu Jinan finally couldn't help himself, so he asked him, "Then can't you think of another way to beg for mercy from His Majesty?"