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

Mu Jinan looked up at him, stood on tiptoe, fingers trembling constantly, gently grabbed the white mask, and slowly took it off.

She had cried so much that her eyes were blurry. She looked at his fair and handsome cheeks, his full, flat but slightly raised forehead, his peak-like nose, and his thick, ink-black eyebrows, all of which were covered with tiny red marks.

It was her Taoyao's soul-eating cold blood poison, the traces of snowflakes and peach blossoms, and the six petals of ice cutting through them.

The young boy's handsome cheeks were covered with six tiny red marks. A trace of inferiority flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly looked away, not daring to look at his beloved woman.

She shook her head, unable to believe it, his face... she cried out heartbreakingly:

"Ah...how could it become like this...Huai Jin, Li Heng told me that you were shot twice when you saved me. The first time was in the heart, and the second time was when you died. Ah...ah..."

Li Huaijin hurriedly comforted her:

"He lied to you, I'm not dead"

Mu Jinan didn't believe him. She trembled all over, cried until she was shaking, and her voice was hoarse:

"Why, didn't I tell you not to save me?"

“Why didn’t you listen to me?”

"Three lives, time and time again, what should I give you in return...ah...ah...why did you have to meet me..."

She cried until she lost her voice, and Tao Yujian fell to the snow. She slowly knelt down in front of him and pulled at his clothes:

"why"

Li Huaijin's eyes were red. He squatted down and wiped the tears from her cheeks:

"He lied to you, I'm fine, just unconscious"

The heavy snow fell on the girl's cheeks, accompanied by tears, forming frost, and her wet eyelashes froze into ice.

The lilac cape blended into the snowy sky. She punched the snow again and again, grief-stricken. Her heart felt like it was pierced by ice, and the pain spread throughout her body.

"Ah...ah...Huai Jin...I am a worthless person. I can die, but you can't..."

"You are a child of destiny, a gentleman, and a good person. Why do you want to risk your life..."

"If you die, what's the point of me living?"

“Ah…Ah…”

"You saved me, it's not worth it..."

"I am not worthy of you, let alone your love..."

"Since God arranged for us to meet, why didn't he give me an identity and family background that matches yours? Why should I be an orphan...ah..."

"I'm hiding here and I don't dare to go back, so I'll let you take the risk for me..."

Seeing that she was crying and unable to breathe, with a hollow and dead look in her eyes, Li Huaijin hurriedly patted her back and pinched her nipples.

The boy's eyes turned red and he couldn't stop crying. She was everything to him. Seeing her so sad, his throat burned and he said in a hurry:

"Jin'an, don't cry like that, don't scare me, you're crying out loud"

"Don't believe him, he just wants to deceive you, I'm really fine, I'm not dead"

"There is no such thing as a match made in heaven, there is only love and responsibility. I only love you, I have to save you. Who in this world would watch their beloved in trouble and struggling to death and remain indifferent..."

"You are my life. If I save you, I am saving myself."

"Later I realized that he was the one who instigated those little hooligans in middle school. It was all my fault for not being careful enough and not discovering Helian Yuan earlier. It was me who failed to protect you."

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have gone abroad, and I shouldn't have stayed abroad for so long. I shouldn't have stood outside the cabin like a coward on that snowy New Year's Day when I turned 18."

"I shouldn't have been angry. After hearing you say you didn't like me, I didn't dare to come back for a long time. I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"I shouldn't have been so late when you were kidnapped"

"I saved you because I owed you"

She took a deep breath. Why was he so nice to her? What did all this have to do with him? It turned out that morning, she saw two bags of clothes covered with snow outside the hut. They were all his.

All because of her inferiority complex, her avoidance, her clothes were wet with tears, and her heart was full of regret and apology:

"Huai Jin, Huai Jin... I'm sorry... I will never bully you again... I won't beat or scold you... I'm sorry"

The pure white snow, with traces of the boy's bright red blood, was covered bit by bit.

He supported Mu Jinan and wrapped her clothes tightly:

"Don't cry, dear, let's go back."

He whistled, and the iron-hoofed horse came galloping over, and he helped her onto the horse.

I only felt the pain in my leg spreading throughout my body and gradually becoming numb, but it was not as painful as when I saw her crying, at a loss, with her heart suffocating.

He sat behind her, holding her in his arms, listening to her sobbing from time to time.

His warm palms covered her cheeks to block out the cold.

Snowflakes are the lightest, but they were like a mountain pressing down on her heart. She was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe. There was a piece missing from her heart. Was he really dead? She was in so much pain.

The celestial being is like jasper, white jade, dotted with flying petals, and goose feathers. The bonfire in the distance has been covered by heavy snow. There is no trace of life, and the warmth is no longer there.

But it truly warms her life. The snowflakes are crystal clear and gather together, like candlelight or the soft bright moon, illuminating her dark life. It is all because of the appearance of this young man that she feels that living is not so painful.

The boy hugged her tightly from behind, trying to stop her from shaking. She could hear his worry and happiness in his voice:

"The north wind blows away the snow at midnight, but my soul still yearns for the peach blossoms and the moon. But now, you are by my side, and the peach blossoms and snowflakes bloom on the same branch, which is a rare wonder in the world that is rarely seen in ten thousand years."

"Frost and snow all over the head, it is also white hair"

There were only two people on the grassland, the heavy snow blew on their lavender clothes. She curled up in his arms, as if she had lost her soul.

The first snow is...

After returning to the king's tent, Li Huaijin untied her cloak and shook off the snow. The hot water on the stove was boiling. He poured a bowl of water and fed it to her mouth:

"It's too cold. Drink some hot water and don't think about it. It's all over."

Mu Jinan opened his lips slightly, took a few sips, shook his head, and tears rolled down from time to time.

Li Huaijin washed the towel, wiped her face gently, moved her face, and washed herself.

She curled up on the couch, with only two or three candles left in the tent. Li Huaijin slowly lay down beside her, separated by a few soft pillows.

He held her hand, which was still cold, and kept rubbing it with his breath to warm her palms.

Mu Jinan looked into his eyes and lightly brushed his eyebrows with his fingers. Li Huaijin lowered his eyes in panic and turned his face away, covering his cheek with his arm:

"It's so ugly, I'll wear a mask tomorrow"

Mu Jinan slowly stood up and leaned over to look at him. It was all because of her that his face became like this. She tugged at his sleeve, and he moved his hand that was covering his cheek away. The girl's cold fingers stroked his cheek.

He turned his head, only slightly raised his eyelids, and looked away again, lowering his eyes and not daring to look at her:

"Jin'an, my face may never get better. If you don't like it, I will wear a mask, and the handsome Li Huaijin will still be in your mind."

Tears fell from the corners of the girl's eyes, and the warm breath from her lips lingered on his cheek.

Ever since he took off his mask, he always avoided looking at her intentionally or unintentionally. He was afraid that one day she would think he was ugly.

She gently kissed his forehead, his thick eyebrows as sharp as mountain peaks and swords, and his slightly curled eyelashes.

The young man's heart was burning. He held her soft waist with one hand and her wrist with the other.

She kissed his high nose, shyly blushing cheeks, and thin lips again, and her kisses moved closer and closer to his neck.

Li Huaijin's Adam's apple trembled slightly, and he asked timidly:

"Jin'an, I know you only like handsome men. Will you dislike me in the future?"

Mu Jinan said nothing, her lips fell on his skin, his Adam's apple touched her breath, and his corset was untied by her.

A hint of panic flashed across Li Huaijin's eyes. She didn't say anything. Did she dislike him?

He raised his eyelids and watched her clothes fall. The girl's skin was white, and when the candlelight flickered, the light reflected on her cheek, making her look adorable.

What did she want to do? He didn't mean that. He quickly grabbed her hands, wrapped her clothes tightly, held her in his arms, and rubbed his chin against her forehead.

The boy's cold voice echoed in her ears:

"Mu Jinan, I love you, not because of this"

Mu Jinan snuggled up to his chest. Perhaps because she cried too hard, her body trembled occasionally. She took the initiative to hold his fingers and rubbed his joints.

Li Huaijin was worried that she was worried and depressed, so he patted her back gently and started a conversation:

"Tomorrow, we're going to build a snowman"

"We never introduced ourselves, nor did we say goodbye."

"Tell me about it?"

Mu Jinan nodded: "Yes"