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

Gu Wenxuan and Yun Chi jumped in and stood back to back. Yun Chi held the Longdan silver spear in his hand, and the golden dragon on the silver spear broke through the clouds, shaking the earth.

The spear in his hand seemed to transform into fast lightning, reflecting on the thief's face. His eyes were as sharp as hooks and his moves were as smooth as flowing water. The thief was frightened by his fatal attack and retreated step by step.

Gu Wenxuan swung his sword with a cold beam that shot out and pierced through the iron armor. The thieves kept retreating. The two men used their palm techniques flexibly and kicked the thieves continuously, and they fled in all directions.

Mu Jinan approached the old man and smiled softly:

"Your tent has turned to ashes, and you may have to move to another place."

Shi Si had a half-smiling face and a half-gloomy face: "Princess, I am very grateful for saving my life, but can we really turn hostility into friendship?"

Mu Jinan smiled: "Why not?"

Shi Si lowered his eyes. He had slapped Mu Jinan in the face, and she was vindictive. How could she easily save him? But those who set fire to the tent and attacked him tonight were indeed warriors of the Sobbing Bird tribe.

It is very likely that Mu Jinan wanted to leave the grassland, put aside their grudges with him, and make use of his power.

He raised his hand and slapped himself hard, saying in a loud voice: "Princess, only in this way can I feel at ease. I wonder what exactly is Princess planning?"

Mu Jinan looked at this old fox and said, "This princess helped the new emperor ascend the throne, but he turned his kindness against his will, holding my father and brother hostage and forcing me to marry him. I will return to Chang'an to avenge myself."

Shi Si probed, "But your people are in the hands of the emperor, and they are loyal to the emperor."

Mu Jinan took a step closer to him, smiling coldly: "My father and brother are on my side, we will work together from inside and outside, you and I will join hands and charge into Chang'an"

Shi Si was puzzled: "Doesn't the princess always advocate peace?"

Mu Jinan's eyes were full of ambition, and his smile deepened:

"My grandfather and uncle were ruthless to me, but I will not be bullied. When you ascend to the throne, I will become the first female prime minister of Sheng State."

Shi Si was thinking, she has elite troops and is resourceful, Nangong is a wealthy businessman, and King Liang is well aware of the situation in the court, so they might be able to cooperate.

"Okay, I believe the princess, but I can't get away now."

Li Huaijin came over and smiled softly: "Master Shi, isn't your son on his way to meet you with his troops?"

Shi Si knew that it was easy to conquer the world but difficult to maintain it. The court was complicated and entangled. He needed counselors and the royal family to submit to him:

"As expected, An Xuan, Shen Yuzhong, and Prime Minister Lin deserved their death. With King Liang here, I feel like I have divine help."

After Mu Jinan and his group left, Shi Si's follower Wang Qing came forward. He had followed Shi Si for many years and was loyal to him. He was Shi Si's capable assistant and confidant:

"Sir, the princess's words cannot be fully trusted. I wonder if she colluded with Li Yuanyang during the raid tonight?"

Shi Si raised a strange smile at the corner of his lips: "She had the opportunity to kill me, but she didn't do it. It doesn't matter whether she is colluding with me or not. Now, isn't she colluding with me?"

"When a game is over, no matter you win or lose, don't dwell on it, it's time to start the next game"

"Be careful of her. Li Yuanyang is vicious and cunning. I will not let him off easily."

The night gradually faded, and the sunlight quietly penetrated the clouds. Inside the king's tent, Li Yuanyang's face was clouded with gloom and he was in a panic. He had failed twice in a row and could no longer be careless.

He looked at the bloody head on the ground, which was unrecognizable. Sun Jingyi waved his hand and said, "Give the head to Li Jie."

Batu Yue picked up the head and was about to leave, but turned around and asked, "I don't know who did it, it was so cruel."

Li Yuanyang flipped through those ancient Chinese books and smiled: "It must be the little princess."

After Batuyue left, Li Yuanyang was puzzled. How could a gentle woman from the Jiangnan water town like to use such a cruel method as beheading?

"As the Buddha said, there are six reincarnations, just like this life. I want to cut off her head for sacrifice. Did I cut off her head in my previous life?"

"Is she so sure because she is repeating the same path in her past life? Why can she remember her past life but I can't remember anything at all? It would be great if I could remember it too."

Snow swallowed the sea of ​​clouds, condensed into pearls and fell on the ice. A thin layer of crystal covered the surface of the river. The girl stood by the river, holding a bamboo pole tightly, staring at the fish. The pole passed over the ice and the fish stared with its eyes.

Mu Jinan shouted: "I caught it!"

Alinchu had a basket full of fish at her feet, Mu Jinan had only two or three, Meiluo and Sweet Potato had two or three, and Yunchi had a full basket.

"All these fish are taken to the dead soldiers' tents."

I heard a voice behind me: "Little Princess, are you going to catch all my fish?"

Mu Jinan listened to this annoying voice and only left him with his back: "You are so stingy for just two fish. The emperor rewards you with so many silks, brocades, and silverware every year, and you also accept this princess's dowry."

Li Yuanyang picked up a bamboo pole and stood beside her. He stared at the fattest and largest fish. The river water was clear. When the bamboo pole fell, the fish struggled twice, perhaps because he used too much force.

The water splashed and wet her dress. He immediately squatted down and pinched her dress with one hand. Mu Jinan took two steps back in fear and quickly pulled the dress away:

"What are you doing?"

Li Yuanyang looked up at her and said, "Wring it out."

Alinchu, wearing a mask, hugged Mu Jinan by the waist and stood in front of her. Li Yuanyang had no choice but to stand up, seeing that she refused to let him get close to her.

"Little princess, tonight, I want you to sleep with me. You should have indulged yourself enough these past few days. You have been living in your own tent every day. Do you know what the people in the tribe are saying about me?"

Mu Jinan threw the fish he caught into his arms and said, "Let them talk about it."

Li Yuanyang put the fish back into the bamboo basket and said with a smile: "I will have someone change the bedding. You sleep on the comfortable couch and I will sleep on the floor."

Mu Jinan: “No”

Li Yuanyang's eyes gradually turned cold: "Then let Qiqige sleep with you"

Mu Jinan didn't know whether Qiqige had saved enough money to redeem herself. He had already discovered that Qiqige, this sinister villain, treated slaves as playthings. She had the ability to protect a weak woman, so he tried his best:

"I go"

She turned and left, and a voice behind her said: "If I become like King Liang, will the princess not leave the grassland?"

Mu Jinan smiled calmly: "It's easy to change the country, but it's hard to change one's nature"

She walked towards the king's tent and saw a familiar figure, tall and mighty, with thick eyebrows and big eyes: "He is here, the wicked will be punished by their own wickedness"

He lifted the curtain, and the rich aroma of medicine filled the air. The man was leaning on the couch, supporting his chin, taking a nap with his eyes closed. His skin was as clear as a woman's tenderness, and his face was as clear and moist as the autumn moon. One could not help but want to desecrate this piece of beautiful jade.

He slowly approached the man and stroked his cheek with his rough fingers: "Little Prince, long time no see"

Li Heng suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that disgusted and vulgar face. He smelled the strange fragrance in the tent, and his body gradually became hot. He hurriedly got off the couch, but was pulled back by Ge Jiang.

"Ah, no, let me go, save me, is there anyone there, Ge Jiang, I'm going to kill you"

Ge Jiang pinched his neck, his eyes swept over every inch of his skin, his eyes were gloomy and evil:

"You have been hiding here for so long, do you really think you can escape from my grasp? Slaves and subjects, kneel forever. Your body is under my control."

..

Li Heng begged for mercy and screamed in pain from inside the tent. Snowflakes fell like cotton outside the tent. The girl's delicate fingertips gently held the hexagonal ice crystals. Her clear eyes were filled with tears.

"We cannot change the times. We kneel down day after day, do embroidery in the boudoir, and talk about women's reputation. We are beaten to a pulp, but we keep converging into the same pattern."

"In this feudal dynasty, young boys and girls, those of low status, have no dignity. They are raped by their husbands and cannot divorce. The weak become playthings of the strong, and the strong are ruled by the powerful. If the emperor wants you to die, you kneel down to thank him."

On the wedding night, her husband allowed a strange man to humiliate her. She was only the daughter of a general, and Prince Rui refused to divorce her. She was powerless to fight against the royal family. He was seriously ill and bedridden, and she was the one who boiled medicine and fed him mouthful by mouthful.

She was powerless to resist his rape, but she retaliated against him in his own way.

Mu Yun tied the tent curtain tightly with a thick rope, and left a day's worth of food, charcoal, thick rope, and torture instruments in the tent. She looked at the mountains in the distance, snowflakes wet her thick eyelashes, her lips pursed, and tears condensed into crystal clear jade beads:

"I'm only fourteen. He deserves to die. I want to love you, forget you, and torture you."

The girl's frail figure was buried in the snow, and she laughed out loud: "Mayflies are born in the morning and die in the evening, as insignificant as dust. Cows are fed in cages, and the power of power is kneeling on their backs. There is no solution for this in eternity."

The cold wind was like a ghost, invading her bones, pushing her to depravity and self-salvation. She had no one behind her, and she could also humiliate the royal family.