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

Seeing that there was still a lot of food to be counted, Mu Jinan did not want to disturb Li Guang any further:

"Please don't worry about it, General. I will go ahead."

Mu Jinan got on the horse and signaled Gu Wenxuan to follow. Shuo Fengyue grabbed him and the young man's sharp voice came from behind the mask:

"If you dare to go to the princess's tent, I will kill you. Stay here!"

Gu Wenxuan was so angry that he sat on the grass. Not only did he not recognize her, he even refused to give her his sword. He pointed at Shuo Fengyue's mask and said:

"You, you... are simply unreasonable."

"When I find a chance, I will beat you up."

Shuo Fengyue rode a horse to catch up with Mu Jinan, her hat covering her face tightly. He wanted to speak but held back.

Mu Jinan saw a woman riding a horse coming towards him. It was Qiqige, a maidservant beside Li Yuanyang. She waved her hand:

"Princess, Princess"

Mu Jinan stopped and waited for her to come forward. Qiqige was a cheerful, frank and upright person. Mu Jinan had previously exchanged a few sheep from her family.

She handed over a vessel wrapped in royal blue silk cloth. Only the opening of the wine jug could be seen at the top, and the body of the jug could not be seen clearly. Qiqige smiled and said:

"Princess, the king told me to give you this."

Mu Jinan knew that Li Yuanyang was rebelling and wanted to kill her, so why would she accept his things? However, she still said to Qiqige calmly:

"Tell King Xi that I thank him for his kindness. My tent is crowded and I don't want to buy any more of these items."

Qiqige's bright face suddenly looked aggrieved:

"Princess, if you don't accept it, the king will whip the slave. You accept it and return it to the king, or throw it away."

Mu Jinan knew that in this slave society, there were many people who had no choice. She also exchanged sheep from her home for the soldiers and an iron pot, so she took it over:

"Princess, please accept this book."

Qiqige smiled faintly and said, "Thank you, Princess," and she rode away on her horse.

Mu Jinan returned to the king's tent carrying the cloth bag outside the wine jug, threw the bag aside, took off his cloak, and washed his face.

He sat at his desk and flipped through the military book, but didn't read a single word.

...

As the sky gradually darkened, Meiluo brought in dinner. Today, there were pancakes, porridge, a few side dishes, and a few plates of rabbit and mutton. She said happily:

"My lady, I found a hairpin from the Central Plains on the grassland. It looks like it is of top quality."

"When your injury is healed, I will use this hairpin to go to Qiqige's house to exchange it for osmanthus wine for you."

Mu Jinan felt upset, not knowing why Li Huaijin was unwilling to get to know her, and said absentmindedly:

"Well, if you need money, just take it yourself."

Fanshu brought another serving of food behind the bamboo curtain. Shuofengyue sat behind it and began to eat slowly.

Fanshu poured a bowl of hot water for Mu Jinan and handed her the chopsticks:

"But Sister Meiluo said that hairpin looked familiar."

Mu Jinan grabbed the rabbit meat with his hands, stuffed his mouth with it, and muttered:

"Let me see"

Mei Luo took out the hairpin from her waist and handed it to Mu Jinan. Her dull eyes immediately became alert. This was a cultural relic, and she just threw it on the grass like that:

"I just returned to Chang'an. My father held a welcoming banquet for me. Li Heng came to the mansion to give Mu Yun the hairpin."

"The silver-gilt hairpins are intricately carved with patterns and are as thin as a cicada's wing. They were originally a pair."

"It seems that Mu Yun is here too."

"She either came here to kill me or to look for Li Heng. She was insulted on her wedding day, but she still refuses to give up on Li Heng and wears this broken hairpin."

Meiluo put down her chopsticks and whispered, "Then let's keep this hairpin for now."

Mu Jinan nodded, grabbed another handful of rabbit meat and stuffed it into his mouth, wolfing it down.

Mei Luo saw that the two of them were still warm and friendly at that moment, but then they became cold and hostile. She grabbed Mu Jinan's wrist and said anxiously:

"Madam, please eat slowly with chopsticks."

Mu Jinan picked up a bowl of porridge and gulped it down, deliberately making the noise louder. No sound came from behind the bamboo curtain.

She said, "Tomorrow I will go find Qiqige and use my new clothes and some gold and silver jewelry."

"Ask her to help us get more rabbits from the tribesmen. Rabbits reproduce quickly and they will have to stay here for a while."

Berry asked:

"My lady, I have heard today that there is a miracle doctor on the grassland named Sake."

Mu Jinan nodded. She wanted the miracle doctor to cure Li Huaijin as soon as possible. If one of his legs was crippled, she didn’t know how to face him in the future.

"understood"

Shortly after the meal, Mu Jinan sat behind the screen and soaked his feet to loosen up his muscles and bones, then told Meiluo:

"I want to rest now, you all go back to your tents."

After Meiluo and Fanshu left, Mu Jinan slowly got on the couch. She stared with her eyes wide open, biting her lips lightly, feeling anxious and angry.

Seeing that he had been sitting behind the bamboo curtain today, he refused to teach properly when asked about Mongolian, so he deliberately shouted:

"ah.."

Shuo Fengyue hurried out from behind the bamboo curtain. He was so anxious that he didn't even take his walking stick. He limped over the screen and said worriedly:

"Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Jinan pointed to his shoulder and said with a look of grievance: "The wound hurts."

Shuo Fengyue thought about how she didn't cry out in pain when he leaned over her today. Maybe she did it on purpose. She was afraid that the wound would really tear, so she sat on the edge of the couch:

"Then I will help you take a look at the wound."

Mu Jinan looked at him tenderly and charmingly like a little fox:

"If you were Huai Jin, I would let you see it"

Shuo Fengyue saw that she looked fine, lowered his eyes, turned his head away, and said coldly:

"Then I won't watch it anymore."

Mu Jinan stood up and put on her shoes and boots. She wanted to check on Mu Yun, knowing that she might be hiding in Li Heng's tent. She warned:

"Your leg injury is too serious. I'll be out for a while and will be back soon."

Shuo Feng Yue tugged at her sleeve. It was dark, and he was worried about her being alone, so he put on a cloak for her:

"I will accompany you"

Mu Jinan picked up the Tao Yu Sword, found the cane, and handed it to him:

"Just wait at a distance."

"I'm going to find Mu Yun"

The two of them walked out of the royal tent. Snowflakes were mixed in the cold wind and fell on her lilac cloak. The girl's slender, porcelain-white fingers lightly touched a snowflake.

Thinking of her winter days in Xuanzhou in the south of the Yangtze River, she would always warm a pot of wine, lean against the small window, drink while adjusting the poison formula.

That day, she looked at the snowflakes in her hand and an idea came to her. The cold poison must be refined with the purest and coldest substances, and it must also be refined with her favorite peach blossoms.

Grind up more than a dozen of the most poisonous substances in the world, the love-forgetting poison, snowflakes, and the six-petal peach blossom hidden in the ice cave...

One month after Taoyao's soul-devouring cold blood poison was refined, it snowed heavily. Hongmei looked shy and buried the poison under a withered peach tree. A month later, when she went to dig it up again, the poison had disappeared.

...

Tonight was the first time she saw snow on the grassland. It was too late to see the mountains in the distance, but tomorrow should be a beautiful day. The girl's sweet voice echoed in his ears:

"If he were to get wet in the snow together tomorrow"

"Huai Jin, it's snowing on the grassland. It's the first snow."

Shuo Fengyue lowered his eyes to meet her gaze. The boy's pupils were dark and his love was as clear as spring water and as hot as a bonfire in winter:

"Your Highness, my name is Shuo Fengyue. It's too cold."

As he said this, he reached out and pulled the collar of her hat forward, but he didn't dare to use any force in his hands, he was so gentle.

The white fox fur brushed against her cheek in the cold wind, and she said lovingly:

"Huai Jin, please take off your mask. I miss you. Let me see you."

Shuo Fengyue was limping away with a cane, and Mu Jinan followed behind him, not daring to walk faster than him.

The snowflakes are no longer scattered, but one by one, falling from the sky to the earth. The cold wind blows, and the deer in the distance hide themselves.