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

Li Huaijin only said: "Who beat the princess that day?"

Li Yuanyang smiled and stretched lazily: "Shi Si"

Mu Jinan glanced at Li Huaijin's gloomy face and slowly lowered her head. She was worried that Li Huaijin would kill Shi Si in anger, and she would not have the chance to torture him to death.

Li Yuanyang stood up shakily, sat upright in front of the desk, took out two jade-like pieces of paper from under a pile of books, and handed them to Mu Jinan.

She took it reluctantly and looked at the writing. Suddenly, she heard a "puff". Someone else's handwriting was even uglier than hers. It was crooked and looked like a ghostly scribble:

"Li Yuanyang, what does this mean?"

Li Yuanyang supported his chin with one hand and beckoned her over with the other hand:

"I don't know where the circle is. Can you teach me?"

Mu Jinan put the paper on the desk and said coldly: "Why should I teach you?"

Li Yuanyang dripped a few drops of water into the inkstone and started grinding ink.

The scent of ink is strong, the candle in the jade pot is bright, the curtains are half-drawn, and the red sleeves are filled with anger and resentment.

He looked at her and always hated him: "Teach me, I'll give you fifty sheep."

Mu Jinan's eyes turned slightly. Fifty sheep could make a lot of mutton soup, which could be used to nourish the soldiers. He responded:

"make a deal"

She pointed at that sentence, and Zigong was horrified, feeling very unhappy, and gnashing his teeth:

"This word, Zou, Xu, means that a vicious person like you should confess to the people and stop before it is too late."

Li Yuanyang drooped his eyelids, half believing and half doubting, snorted coldly, and waved his hand:

"There are no cliffs on our grassland, little princess. Do you really understand this? Are you lying to my sheep?"

Mu Jinan said confidently: "This princess is well-versed in history and the present."

Li Huaijin sat beside her, pursed his lips slightly, and couldn't help wanting to laugh. Then his eyes turned cold and an inexplicable emotion arose in his heart.

Li Yuanyang pointed at the sentence again, "Friendship between villains is sweet as honey", and Mu Jinan pointed at the word and annotated it:

"This word, Li, this word, you and villains like Li Heng, King Qi, and Shi Si, who gather together for profit, will eventually kill each other"

Li Yuanyang sighed, seeing that her eyes were filled with flames, ready to kill him at any time, and pointed at the sentence, "The king's affairs are so busy that he has no time to rest."

Mu Jinan didn't look at him directly and said coldly:

"Gu, this is what I mean. A cruel king like you only knows how to exploit and humiliate slaves. They have no rest day or night, and sooner or later they will turn into evil spirits and claim your life."

Li Yuanyang narrowed his eyes, then opened them again, moved the red candle closer to her, stared at her cheek, and asked again, his tone gentle:

"Little Princess, were we husband and wife in our previous life?"

Mu Jinan raised her eyes slightly. She had slowly discovered Li Yuanyang's deepness. She dared not show any emotion in her eyes and replied calmly:

"People have no past lives, we are not"

Li Yuanyang raised his eyebrows, smiled and nodded, and pointed out another sentence, "Don't think it's a minor mistake, you should stop the buds and tillers; don't think it's a minor trouble, you should block the holes."

Li Huaijin lowered his eyelids slightly. Mu Jinan was stunned. This sentence was written by later generations.

Li Yuanyang stared into her eyes, not missing any change in her emotions:

"Little Princess, what do you mean?"

Mu Jinan looked at the words, which were vigorous and powerful, with rich ink, unlike what he wrote. Here, there were also Li Heng and Mu Yun. Perhaps they told Li Yuanyang that she looked calm:

"This princess has never heard of this before."

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Li Yuanyang's lips: "Oh, but the words and meaning should be guessable."

Mu Jinan had a blank expression on his face: "Nie, cutting down trees will only produce new buds. We should eradicate traitors like you as soon as possible to prevent trouble before it happens."

Li Yuanyang's eyes became darker and darker. Li Huaijin came back to life. She was not vicious, but she chased him for no reason.

Li Heng was beheaded and resurrected. He was disemboweled and soon able to walk.

Mu Yun is a girl from the boudoir. She had previously been deeply in love with Li Heng. Suddenly, she became enthusiastic towards him and knew the situation of several tribes very well.

Are there really ghosts and gods in this world, and are there mysterious and strange things that we don’t know about?

There was calmness in Li Huaijin's eyes. He knew that Li Yuanyang was insidious and cunning, and he endured humiliation and hardship, but he also had his own shortcomings.

At this time, the silence in the tent was depressing, and the only sound could be heard: the candle burning out and dripping onto the table.

Mu Jinan didn't dare to move his hands, feet, or body, fearing that he would discover something. Li Yuanyang suddenly laughed heartily:

“Then we are husband and wife in this life” “Hahaha”

His deep laughter echoed in the king's tent. On a cold and snowy night, the red candles and green smoke were so sparse and desolate, and sparks flew from the red stove.

It seemed that she had been disrespectful to the God of Fire today, and the god was staring at her as if to punish her, with a pair of deep eyes falling on her.

His deep eyes and his laughter were a little creepy. Mu Jinan's breathing even became softer and his heart was beating non-stop.

Li Yuanyang picked up a cup of wine, drank it in one gulp, and then drank another pot.

When he asked her if they were husband and wife in their previous life and asked her these words just now, her face was calm, unlike her usual hatred towards him. It was as if she was afraid of being discovered and pretending to be calm.

This sentence was told to him by Mu Yun, and he concluded in his heart:

"These people all have ghosts"

He stood up, his pupils rolling with an unclear meaning, and stumbled to climb onto the couch:

"The sheep will be given to the little princess tomorrow morning."

Seeing that he was drunk, Mu Jinan sat next to Li Huaijin again, covering his mouth and yawning.

Li Yuanyang suddenly turned over, stood up and was about to take off his clothes. Mu Jinan shouted in shock: "Stop, what are you doing?"

Li Yuanyang was dazed: "Little Princess, I'm tired and I want to go to bed."

"King Liang, I need to rest, please leave now."

Li Huaijin covered Mu Jinan's eyes and put a hand on her shoulder:

"I will stay here tonight."

Li Yuanyang was startled and drunk. His legs went limp and he fell onto the couch. He couldn't believe it and stammered:

"King Liang, you...you want to stay in the same tent with me?"

Li Huaijin took out a piece of maltose wrapped in oil paper and fed it to Mu Jinan: "Yes"

Li Yuanyang was completely confused. He stood up, paced back and forth, and pointed at the two of them:

"On the wedding night, the bride did not consummate the marriage, and the lover and groom were in the same room. This is unheard of."

If she didn't want her tribesmen to criticize the princess for being at odds with the grassland, she would not have been willing to stay in the royal tent. Mu Jinan sat on another low-legged drum stool, feeling very sleepy.

Li Huaijin remained silent, then suddenly said in an unhappy tone:

"I am the principal wife, how can I have a lover?"

Mu Jinan was covered with his eyes by him, and he laughed, "Huai Jin, you are jealous again"

Li Yuanyang put one hand on his waist and unbuttoned his shirt with the other. Seeing that the two of them did not avoid him at all, he became angry:

"This prince was married by the emperor, she is a princess married to a foreign princess, and I am the principal wife."

"Can you guard it for one night, or for one year?"

Li Huaijin's eyes were vicious and he could no longer bear it. In the blink of an eye, a silver needle pierced Li Yuanyang's right heart.

He fell heavily on the carpet, glaring and cursing: "You poisoned me again," and slowly closed his eyes.

Mu Jinan took out a bundle of thick ropes and asked several assassins to enter the tent, tie up Li Yuanyang and throw him on the couch. At this moment, he was still enjoying himself and being held hostage. When they left, they would definitely teach him a lesson.

She leaned on another carved couch, her eyes half asleep, looking at him under it:

"Huai Jin, your leg is hurting, you sleep on this couch and I'll sleep on the floor."

Li Huaijin lay on the thick mattress on the floor, stretched out his arm, and stroked her cheek with his fingertips:

"The snow is cold, you are a woman, and I am young and energetic, so it is just right for me to sleep here."

Mu Jinan held the back of his hand. There was no other person in this world who was willing to risk everything and stay with her, the princess who was married to a foreign country, except Li Huaijin.

He used to be a noble man in the palace, and had never suffered such an injustice. Her eyes were clear and watery:

"Who remembers me in this remote place? The road home is long. The jade incense burner is cold. The lamp is dim. Only you never abandon me. Now I know how precious you are."

The boy's fingers moved lightly, and the smile on his lips was as warm as spring:

"I love you, I have no regrets"

The boy and girl smiled at each other and fell asleep.