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

King Qi Li Jie pulled Shi Siming's arm away and signaled him to go away.

Li Jie stroked Mu Jinan's cheek with his fingers and looked at her face. He had never seen such a beautiful woman from the Central Plains. At such a young age, she dared to kill his beloved horse.

He wanted to see how the strength of women could defeat that of men at a time like this, or a few warriors.

Today, she can't escape.

Li Jie had a bearded face and some aging cheeks. A man in his forties spoke to a fifteen-year-old girl in an evil and dirty tone that made people feel sick:

"My lord, I will teach you a lesson today."

Mu Jinan gritted her teeth. She was a little scared at this moment. Facing the absolute male power, the woman was at a disadvantage. She was furious:

"Li Jie, I am a princess who has been married to a foreign country. You dare to insult me? Let me go."

Li Jie looked at Shi Siming and Li Yuanyang on the side. The two smiled at each other. He held her arm tightly, a flash of hostility passed through his eyes, and he smiled:

"Marriage princess? Everyone in the world knows that you were sent here to make amends. Only if you serve us men well, marriage will be meaningful."

"Even if your emperor knew that we forced you, he would only say that the sky is high and the road is long, and he is powerless, and at most he can appease your people."

"As long as there is peace, he will not care about how you suffer in bed or how humiliated you are on the grassland."

"Isn't this the consistent style of your emperors in the Central Plains who are cowardly and incompetent and only know how to use women as marriage partners to stabilize the borders?"

"I know you are innocent, but tigers will only tear their prey into pieces, without mercy."

A hint of vigilance flashed across Yelu Chang's eyes. He originally wanted to keep Mu Jinan as his future princess and marry her to his son in the future. He thought to himself:

"Mu Yun and the princess are sisters from the same family, how could she be so vicious?"

"If I don't take possession of the princess' body with them today, I'm afraid they will be wary of me from now on. Anyway, I want her in the future, so why not take possession of the princess' body with them today?"

Li Jie looked at her beautiful eyes filled with fire. He wanted to conquer her even more. He pinched Mu Jinan's chin:

"Hahaha, little princess, serve me well, and maybe we can spare your life."

Li Jie looked at Li Yuanyang, Yelu Chang, Shi Siming and laughed:

"Ha ha ha ha"

"You all just watch here and see whether she begs for mercy or smiles to please me. It will be your turn soon."

Li Yuanyang smiled and nodded. He had finally waited for the day to vent his anger and avenge Xiao Yan. Everyone was his chess piece and he had no friends.

"Princess, if you don't want to be married to me, I will let these men tear you apart together."

Shi Siming had taken off his outer robe. He stood aside with countless wrinkles on his face. Why would he refuse the beautiful woman who came to his door?

Li Heng lowered his head and said nothing. This was Mu Jinan's body, he didn't care. What he cared about was Jiang Xueer's body.

Mu Jinan bit Li Jie's hand, and he kicked her in the abdomen in pain. She felt like something was entangled in her abdomen and her face turned pale.

Shouting: "Help, cousin"

Her legs and feet were tied, and she struggled to move towards the curtain. She would rather die in battle than die in such humiliation. She shouted with all her strength:

"Help, cousin, save me"

Li Jie's strength was too great. He pressed down her body as she tried to escape, while he laughed loudly. His voice echoed throughout the tent.

Everyone watched Mu Jinan struggling desperately, with ferocious and malicious eyes.

Li Jie ripped off her cloak, and the fur collar on the cloak was torn off. He tore off her skirt roughly, and the flesh on his face trembled, eager to devour the girl in front of him.

Mu Jinan couldn't stop her tears from falling. She couldn't break free from his grasp at all. It was like an eagle's claw holding a rabbit. The difference in strength was too great. She was extremely desperate and screamed heartbreakingly:

"Don't touch me, cousin, save me, ah, don't"

Li Jie pinched his face, his eyes sank slightly, and the corners of his lips were almost stretched to the back of his ears:

"No one can save you today"

She watched Li Jie's face getting closer and closer to her. His face was not only covered with wrinkles, but also with scars. The evil thoughts in his eyes were corroding the girl's soul. His face was hideous, like the most evil ghost in hell, trying to devour this beautiful flower of the young man.

Mu Jinan felt sick in her heart and trembled all over. She must not be insulted, she would go crazy. It would be better to kill her. She shouted desperately:

"Cousin, cousin, ah, save me"

instantly.

The curtains were blown open, and a powerful internal force attacked every corner of the tent. The flames in the stove were blown onto the carpet, the wine jug on the table fell to the ground, and the white jade wine cup shattered.

Shi Siming's sleeves blocked his view of the person, so he couldn't see the figure clearly. He only felt that it was a young man wearing a celestial fox mask, a dark gold-thread robe, with a tall and straight figure, and a mysterious and strange look.

Li Yuanyang was shocked by this powerful internal force and took a few steps back. He staggered and sat on the ground. He looked at half of the young man's face, which was handsome and cold. He seemed somewhat familiar. With such a face, only the King of Liang in Chang'an City could have such a face. Wasn't he dead?

He thought to himself: "Resurrection from the dead, Li Heng alone is not enough, Li Huaijin can also be resurrected from the dead? Who are they, so mysterious?"

Li Jie loosened his grip on Mu Jinan's hand and quickly stood up. He saw the young man's intimidating and cold eyes, as if he had tried to kill him thousands of times. He was about to speak:

"Who are you?"

In the blink of an eye, Li Huaijin sent a silver needle into Li Jie's heart. His heart suddenly stopped and he spat out a mouthful of black blood. His whole body became stiff, his legs and feet lost strength, and he fell to the ground, staring.

He thought to himself: "The power of this poison... I am speechless..."

"Who on earth is he? He is so young, but he has such a strong inner strength. I will definitely avenge him today."

Mu Yun didn't dare to say a word, for fear of being killed by Li Huaijin. She didn't know about others, but this Li Huaijin would go crazy and kill people every time for Mu Jinan.

She hid behind Li Yuanyang, shrinking her body.

Li Heng closed his eyes slightly. Every time he saw Li Huaijin, he would risk his own life and even his limp to save her.

He always came to save her at the first moment. He stole her identity as the male lead and her position as the female lead. He must take it back. He felt that Mu Yun's words made sense. Only when the world was in chaos could he fish in troubled waters.

During the war, Mu Jinan and Li Huaijin were inevitably separated. Taking her away was not a difficult task, and she was already at a disadvantage after losing her inner strength.

Li Huaijin squatted down hurriedly, untied the rope on Mu Jinan's legs, tied her clothes and skirt, wrapped her clothes tightly, covered her with a cloak, and said in panic:

"Princess, I'm sorry I'm late."

He raised his eyes and saw the finger marks on her face and a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. His pupils gradually dilated. He wanted to kill that person. He gritted his teeth and looked at her face with heartache. Her eyes were full of sadness and pain.

Li Huaijin wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with trembling fingers. He felt as if thousands of arrows were piercing his heart. His heart was twitching and painful. He choked and said:

"Who hit you in the face?"

Mu Jinan shook his head, tears streaming down his face, and said nothing.

Li Huaijin held her wrist and gently touched her swollen cheek with one hand. The boy's anger seemed to pierce through her, and he asked hurriedly:

"Tell me, who hit you?"