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

The morning light was dim, and the warm sun shone into Xiyue Hall. Mu Jin was sleeping in a daze, and he heard Mu Jingyi shouting outside:

"Is my sister awake?"

Meiluo hurriedly urged Mu Jinan: "Madam, the young general went to buy Chenji Sutao yogurt early in the morning and is waiting for you outside the house."

Mu Jinan squinted his eyes, wiped his cheeks, rinsed his mouth, put on his clothes and went out of the house:

"Brother, let Fanshu and the others buy these cakes, you don't have to make this trip."

Mu Jingyi was beaming with joy. Since he returned home, he had been sending food to Mu Jinan, buying her new clothes, and taking her out for fun every day. He smiled and said:

"I got used to getting up early in the military camp."

Mu Jinan took the food box and they both sat on the stone bench in the yard.

Mu Jinan thought of An Xuan. He couldn't let him leave Chang'an like this. Once he was out of control, the next time they met, there would be war.

Mu Jingyi must have heard something about this in the army, so she asked:

"Brother, this An Xuan has ten sons. The eldest son is held hostage in Chang'an. The most promising one is his second son, An Jianying, but he doesn't seem to like him."

"Among so many children, there is always a favorite one. Do you understand?"

Mu Jingyi poured her a cup of tea, opened the lunch box and handed her some cakes, saying:

"An Xuan loves his youngest son, An Xuyang, the most."

Mu Jinan couldn't get rid of his habit, and took a few bites. Mu Jingyi stopped him and said:

"Chew each mouthful before swallowing, don't choke"

Mu Jinan suddenly remembered that day when Li Huaijin asked him to eat fish slowly. It seemed familiar, and the look in his eyes when he looked at him was a little strange.

Mu Jinan took a sip of tea, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes:

"Brother, do you think we can find a way to invite all his sons to Chang'an?"

How could Mu Jingyi not know her intention to use this to hold An Xuan hostage? He lowered his eyes and analyzed:

"It's probably not possible, but we can catch them. But if we catch them all, An Xuan will definitely rebel."

Mu Jinan saw yesterday that An Xuan was cunning and flattering, trying to please Emperor Ming and had close ties with foreign tribes in the north. He thought that he had made all the necessary arrangements. If he could not return to Pinglu, his son would definitely take action.

Mu Jinan believed that there was no need for a complicated fight over this matter and wanted to solve the problem from the root, so he said bluntly:

"To catch a thief, first catch the leader. The easiest way is to kill him without sacrificing a single soldier."

"But his sons will also rebel. We need to find the most powerful ones and bring them to Chang'an."

Mu Jingyi handed her another piece of cake, looking pleased:

"You are right. Some fights require careful planning and strategy. Some things can be settled in the simplest way."

"Especially the people who are standing higher up, if they are killed, everything will be in vain."

Mu Jinan gave a thumbs up and praised, his brows relaxed:

"Brother, great minds think alike"

Mu Jingyi patted her shoulder and said, "Yes, does he think the same as we do?"

Mu Jinan asked in confusion: "Who?"

Suddenly, I heard a servant come to report anxiously, leading an eunuch, who looked panicked:

"Minister Mu, urgent news has been sent from the border. The Qique tribe has joined forces with the Qixuan tribe to capture three cities in a row and march to Youzhou. They have requested Your Majesty to marry the two princesses of Sheng Country, otherwise they will attack Chang'an all the way."

"The Qique tribe directly asked Madam Mu to marry, and the Qixuan tribe asked to marry Princess Huaiyu."

Mu Jingyi's mind went blank and his face looked anxious. How could the two tribes suddenly capture so many cities without any news? And they wanted to marry two princesses at the same time? His sister was not a princess, so why should he marry?

It was clearly a long-planned plan.

He grabbed the eunuch's clothes and asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

Before Mu Jinan could stand still, her body froze. She opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but no words came out. An image flashed through her mind:

"Kill the princess, kill the princess"

She pressed her fingers against her head, and before her eyes was a sea of ​​blood, the cold wind was howling, the snow was flying, and she was wearing thin clothes and her head was chopped off.

In an instant, morale increased greatly and they moved towards the soldiers of Sheng State.

Mu Jinan had a splitting headache, her eyes were bloodshot, and she knocked over the fruit on the stone table. The tea was scalding hot, and the back of her hand was red and swollen. She shouted:

"No, no, I don't want to go to the marriage"

Mu Jingyi hurriedly tried to comfort her. Seeing that she looked abnormal and her hands and feet were in a panic, as if she was seriously ill, he said distressedly:

"Sister, don't worry. I will go to the palace and meet His Majesty and ask to go to the battle and repel the enemy. I will not let you marry."

Li Huaijin hurried to the Mu Mansion. He looked at Mu Jinan's appearance and understood what was going on. He then told the eunuch:

"Yu Neiguan, please go back to the palace first and tell them that Minister Mu got drunk last night and suddenly got sick and had smallpox. When you get closer, you will see that her face is covered with chickenpox pus. When she gets better, she will come to the palace to see Your Majesty."

"Also let the eunuchs persuade His Majesty not to get angry, as this would hurt the dragon's body."

Yu Neiguan was extremely loyal to Li Huaijin and had received help from his father, King Wei, in his early years. He was willing to take a risk and delay the imperial decree of marriage.

"Yes, Your Highness, I will return to the palace to report immediately."

After the eunuch left, Li Huaijin told Mu Jingyi:

"Jing Yi, time is running out. Go find Guo Yi, Wang Zhengzhong and your father immediately, and go to the palace to meet His Majesty. Order the troops to go to war, and don't retreat even a single step."

"Send a message via carrier pigeon, asking General Ge to return to Chang'an to guard the city."

Mu Jingyi hugged the crazy Mu Jinan tightly. She was trembling all over. He wanted her to take a last look at him.

The battlefield was dangerous, swords were merciless, life and death were unpredictable, and a tear rolled down his cheeks:

"Even if I die on the battlefield, I will not allow my sister to marry a foreign prince."

Mu Jinan's memory was confused at the moment. She tried desperately to remember who she was and what those pictures were.

Mu Jingyi brushed the black hair across her forehead, his eyes filled with reluctance and heartache:

"Sister, wait for your brother to come back"

He turned and left.

Li Huaijin asked Meiluo and others to guard outside the yard, and he helped Mu Jinan into the house. At this moment, he didn't care about the fact that outsiders were not allowed to enter the inner house.

He held Mu Jinan's hands tightly and stared into her eyes.

Mu Jinan had a splitting headache. Memories were floating in his head like pieces of willow catkins, buzzing non-stop, and seemed to have turned into blocks of iron knocking on the meridians in his brain.

She collapsed and shouted madly:

"Let me go, I want to leave here, I want to go back, I don't want to marry"

Li Huaijin held her hands tightly with one hand and stroked her cheek with the other, frowning and looking anxiously:

"I know you'll remember soon. I'll take you away from here and won't marry you."

"Look carefully at the picture in your mind, don't be anxious, look clearly at who you are and where you come from"

Mu Jinan raised his eyes and met his gaze. His face was pale and he opened his mouth several times, not knowing what to say. He muttered:

"who am I?"

"I am Mu Jinan... No... Mu Jinan is going to marry a foreign prince... I am not... I am not her, then who am I? Where am I from?"

Li Huaijin guided her, loosening his grip on her wrist a little, and stroking her cheek with his thumb, feeling distressed:

"You came from 1,270 years later. Think about who you met before you came here, what happened, and what your name is."