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

Before the girl could move away, the boy suddenly pulled her over, picked her up easily without seeming to use any strength, and threw her on the couch.

She met his gaze directly, and felt that the soft light in the boy's eyes turned deep, as if it wanted to bite her to pieces.

Mu Jinan wanted to get up, but he tore her clothes off in front of her. The girl's skin immediately turned red, and her eyes were full of shyness.

She felt a chill coming from the front of her, and when he leaned over her, she felt less cold.

Li Huaijin stared at her with his cold eyes:

"What did you write? Why don't you let me see it?"

Mu Jinan hoped to get away with it, so he pretended to climb onto his neck and coaxed him:

"He said he would help you get rid of the poison and asked me to make him something delicious as a thank you."

Li Huaijin ignored his leg injury and pressed her body tightly, not letting her resist at all. The young man's deep and sharp voice echoed in her ears:

"I miss you"

"How dare you lie to me"

Mu Jinan's eyebrows flickered, and he looked panicked:

"You said you didn't see it"

"You didn't lie to me, too?"

Li Huaijin said angrily: "How can this be the same?"

Mu Jinan said angrily: "How is it different? I told you to rest, but you still dared to hug me and throw me away"

Before she could finish, the boy's hot lips pressed against hers, snatching the maltose from her mouth. The aroma lingered in both of their mouths. It was the first time he felt that maltose was so delicious.

He kissed her harder and harder, her body felt warm, and she could feel his hands constantly moving around. Her neck felt itchy, and the cinnabar mole on her right shoulder was also stained with the aroma of maltose. Her breathing became heavier and heavier.

Her slender, porcelain-white hands wrapped around his back, vaguely feeling his solid muscles, and something on his body...:

"Huai Jin, I'm in pain, please let me go"

Li Huaijin buried his cheek in front of her. The fragrance of the girl made him intoxicated. He endured it. He felt a few light blue meridians on the back of his hand holding her shoulder. His cheeks were hot and he pressed tightly against her.

Mu Jinan touched his hair, his scalp was burning hot, and he moved his body, his hands constantly stroking the back of his neck.

The boy's magnetic and oppressive voice made her dare not resist:

"do not move"

She slowly let go of his hand, and the two of them stayed quietly together without saying a word. After a while, she felt less uncomfortable, and the heat in her body gradually cooled down.

Li Huaijin slowly moved away from her and wrapped her clothes tightly. He lay on the couch, his wet eyelashes hiding the inferiority in his eyes. It took him a long time to speak:

"Are you already starting to dislike my face? Before I got hurt, I was prettier than him."

"You also dislike my legs. I may not be able to carry you on my back, hug you, or run towards you in the future. I will become a useless person and unworthy of you in every way."

Mu Jinan felt that he was now very fanciful, which was different from when he was jealous before. When he was jealous before, he still stood tall, with confident eyes and a sense of victory.

Now, there is only panic, sadness and inferiority in the depths of his eyes.

The medical treatment here was backward, and he himself knew that it would be difficult to recover after being shot in the tibia by an arrow.

Mu Jinan hugged him tightly, and comforted him with a tearful voice:

"Huai Jin, I'm just afraid that you'll be jealous. I want my cousin to treat you. I want to cure you, not because I dislike you, but because I'm afraid that you'll be devastated and depressed from now on."

Li Huaijin said nothing. The red marks on his cheeks burned and hurt from time to time. Nangong Yu did not completely detoxify him. He had to agree to one condition of Nangong Yu before Nangong Yu would completely detoxify him.

Every time he gets close to Mu Jinan, he still feels pain in his heart. The heartless poison has not dissipated yet. Only when the poison is completely eliminated can he recover to normal.

......

His thoughts went back to the past, and he vaguely remembered that night in Prince Liang's Mansion. The moonlight was dim, and the Qi Zhao Pavilion was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. He lay on the floor tiles, drinking the strong liquor sip by sip. The wine jars were piled up all over the room.

A tall man with a medicinal smell walked in and kicked the wine jar away. Nangong Yu said in a cold tone:

"Drinking so much, are you looking for death?"

"If you die, I will immediately marry my cousin and let her conceive my child."

Li Huaijin slowly stood up, his drunken body staggering from side to side, his face haggard, his voice trembling:

"She won't marry you, she likes me"

Nangong Yu looked at him, the poison had penetrated deep into his bones, and there were only a few days left. He sat on the red lacquered chair, frowned, and asked:

"Why do you want to die?"

Li Huaijin stood up straight. He knew that Nangong Yu would never hurt Mu Jinan. He also wanted to take a gamble. He didn't want Nangong Yu to really marry Mu Jinan. He said bluntly:

"You are so smart, you already knew that she was from another world."

Nangong Yu paused. When he was young, the surface of Jinhu Lake at the foot of Jingting Mountain was shimmering, and the sunset glow was scattered all over the world. A small boat was floating on the lake. He stood at the stern of the boat, and Mu Jinan stood at the bow, listening to her say two lines of poetry that he had never heard before:

"The breeze blows through the vast expanse of the sea, the fine lines on the boots, the broken clouds in the sky, the fish tails are red" Song Dynasty poem

"A ray of setting sun spreads across the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red" The Tang Dynasty poem, written by Bai Juyi, has not yet appeared.

Later he began to doubt that she was not the real Mu Jinan, and Mu Jinan told him that she was from another world.

He had been with Mu Jinan for a long time and felt pity for her, so he never told anyone.

Nangong Yu sneered, his eyes were cold: "So what?"

Li Huaijin put down the wine jug in his hand and sat aside. The young man's bloodshot eyes were gloomy and his brows were tightly furrowed:

"I have known her for many years. Her name is Jiang Xueer. She is imprisoned in that world. I want to go back and save her after I die."

"But I hope you don't set your sights on her. Maybe you also come from that world, but you just haven't remembered it yet."

"She can only be my princess"

Nangong Yu stood up. His bride was robbed by Li Huaijin in public. They spent a night together under the cliff. Her hair was disheveled and her wedding dress was lost. He pinched Li Huaijin's neck tightly, sadness and anger intertwined in his eyes:

"What other world? That's nonsense. You can tell the King of Hell after you die."

"If you hadn't appeared, my cousin would have married me long ago."

"You snatched away my cousin whom I raised for ten years. If it weren't for me, Nangong Yu, you would never have met her, let alone marrying her. She would have died in the hands of the slave owner long ago."

"I raised her with great care, and took great care of her. I healed the welts on her body and the ulcers on her scalp, and I made sure she no longer had nightmares and speech problems, and I made sure she was conscious."

"She just fell in love with your face and was deceived by your sweet words. When she gets tired of you, will she still care about you? She has never said that she likes me, but she has never said this to you either."

"I, Nangong Yu, raised her with my own hands. How could I not understand her? Unless she was on the verge of life and death, she would never say this. Her heart is harder than a copper wall and iron wall."

"A few years ago, she planted a love poison on me in order to absorb my inner strength. The moment the love poison is planted, the host will be moved by love."

"But she is too young, less than ten years old. I don't know how she can control her emotions."

"I've always wanted to ask her, when the love poison was planted, did she have feelings for me?"