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

Mei Luo looked at her being jealous and covered her mouth with her fingers, not daring to laugh out loud. Mu Jinan felt like there were a bunch of jealous people around him, so he tore off a piece of the fattest mutton and gave it to her.

"Thank you, madam"

Gu Wenxuan stuffed two oranges on the table into a cloth bag. The journey here was long, and it was not easy to eat oranges:

"When can we go to Fanyang or Jizhou together?"

Li Huaijin lowered his eyes and looked at his legs. Maybe it was because of the cold weather, he always felt sore in his legs. He didn't dare to tell Mu Jinan: "If you want to go, go, come back early."

Gu Wenxuan put his arm around Zhang Zhenguang's shoulders and said, "Brother Zhenguang, today is your birthday. Don't be so serious. Smile."

Zhang Zhenguang looked at his drunken face. He called himself brother and said that they were married at fifteen or sixteen. At his age, he could have given birth to him. He was amused by him:

"Wenxuan, don't just drink, eat more vegetables. If you get drunk and no one carries you back, you will just sleep in the snow."

Gu Wenxuan rested one hand on the table: "Huaijin, did you see that? Brother Zhenguang, who is always serious, actually joked."

Zhang Zhenguang shook his head, thinking of his wife and children far away in his hometown. He wondered if his son had grown taller recently and if his daughter had practiced martial arts diligently. Mu Jinan took out a Chixia sword with a ruby ​​inlaid on the hilt:

"I heard that the general has a daughter who is skilled in martial arts and good at riding and shooting. This sword was designed and forged by my uncle Nangong Xingjun. It has a secret. When you return to your hometown, you will bring this sword to her."

Zhang Zhenguang refused several times, but Li Huaijin persuaded him to accept it. He drew his sword from its sheath, and the blade flashed with cold light, extremely sharp.

His face was reflected on the silver-white sword blade, majestic and domineering, as if he had seen his daughter practicing sword, so heroic and unstoppable.

"Nice sword. Both the hilt and the scabbard can hide hidden weapons. Thank you, Princess. But why do you call yourself me?"

Mu Jinan's heart tightened. The ancients paid attention to hierarchy and class hierarchy. Li Yuanyang had tested her many times, so this couldn't be Zhang Zhenguang.

Li Huaijin said calmly: "Today is the general's birthday. The general is much older than the princess. Just treat it as a gathering of relatives and friends, and skip those etiquettes."

Zhang Zhenguang showed a smile on his stern face and put the sword behind him.

Yun Chi said nothing, and Gu Wenxuan put his arm around his shoulders again: "Yun Chi, how old are you?"

Yun Chi lowered his head: "Looking back at the young marquis, Yun Chi should be eighteen or nineteen years old this year." He was picked up by Li Huaijin. He has no parents and his age is unknown, but he must be a few years older than Li Huaijin.

Gu Wenxuan patted him on the shoulder: "Why call me Little Marquis? It sounds strange."

Zhang Zhenguang showed concern like a father: "You are 18 years old, you can get married."

Li Huaijin put down the chopsticks in his hand. He seemed not to care about Yun Chi and Zezhou's marriage. In the palace, there was not a single married young man, just like himself.

"Then do you have someone you like? I will pay the betrothal gift for you."

Yun Chi's eyelids drooped, and a ripple appeared in his dark pupils, which quickly disappeared: "Your Majesty, I don't have any..."

Li Huaijin looked at his expression and felt a little strange, but did not think much about it: "If you want to get married, tell me." Yun Chi said: "Yes, thank you for your concern, Your Majesty."

Mu Jinan handed A Linchu an orange. She took it with her head down and took a big bite with the orange peel. She chewed it twice, frowned, felt sour in her mouth, and wondered:

“How can anyone eat this?”

Mu Jinan immediately understood that when peeling an orange, one should only eat the flesh. Alinchu glanced at her actions, swallowed the orange peel she had just chewed, and then peeled the orange peel again.

She looked at a petal with plump bright yellow flesh, and the white cloth wrapped on it looked like the gold embroidery thread on a princess's dress. She took a light bite, and her lips and tongue were filled with a sweet and sour aroma. She ate two more petals.

Her brows relaxed and she asked Meiluo in a low voice: "What is this?"

Meiluo leaned close to her ear and said: "This is an orange. Oranges grow in Huainan. If you go to Jiangnan in the future, you will see orange orchards. They are golden and look like lanterns hanging on the trees."

Alinchu glanced at Mu Jinan secretly. She heard that the princess grew up in Jiangnan. If the princess didn't despise her, she wanted to follow the princess wherever she went in the future. She had never met such a good master yet.

Zhang Zhenguang wondered why the princess and the prince allowed servants to sit at the same table with them. Perhaps out of sympathy for their subordinates, he felt that he should also care more about the soldiers.

He is strict with himself and military discipline. Today he has been drinking and eating meat, worrying about military affairs. Recently, there have been spies sneaking in, so he must not be careless. He bowed his hands:

"Thank you, Princess. King Liang has hosted a banquet for you. I will return to the barracks first."

Li Huaijin nodded. After Zhang Zhenguang left, Gu Wenxuan touched the oranges in the bag and asked with a smile, "Princess cousin, do you have a gold hairpin? I want to buy one."

Mu Jinan motioned to Meiluo to get the box. He picked and chose and finally chose the gold hairpin with lotus pattern, which was embedded with a round and smooth pearl.

Mu Jinan: “No need to pay”

Gu Wenxuan stuffed the gold hairpin into his clothes and put the money on the table: "This hairpin costs me money, you guys drink slowly, I'm leaving first"

Mei Luo was full and said: "Madam, I will go to boil the medicine."

Fanshu and the others cleaned up the table. Mu Jinan handed Yun Chi two bottles of mare's milk. The corners of his lips moved, and then he said: "Your Majesty, I will take my leave."

A Linchu went out of the tent. Snowflakes were dancing in the air. Her thick eyebrows were stained with the color of snow, making her look incredibly beautiful. She walked lightly and hid behind a quiet tent. She placed the remaining orange slices on the snow and wrote two words stroke by stroke:

"A Ling"

She had tears in her eyes but a smile on her lips: "Sister, this is the orange the princess gave me, it's sour and sweet, I left half for you"

She knelt in the snow and kowtowed towards Chang'an, where her sister was burned to death. Alinchu put on a mask and her figure disappeared in the snow.

The young man was wearing a long robe with a serious expression. He was looking at a few orange petals on the white snow, forming a circle. Next to it were traces of kneeling, with two words written on it. One of the words was blurred by the snow, so there was only "令".

Su Heyan brushed away the snowflakes that fell on the orange petals, giving Huang Quan "Ling" time to get the orange petals.

He touched his lips with his fingers and recalled the way the dancer in red kissed him that day. He sent people to look for her for several days, but none of the tribes on the grassland had found her.

Su Heyan looked at the two figures in the distance. Wasn't that woman Li Yuanyang's maid? How could she know someone from the Central Plains?

Qiqige was wearing the pair of blue silk boots with "wild goose flower" embroidery pattern, and there were a few red beads on her forehead. Gu Wenxuan took out two oranges from the cloth bag and stuffed them into her hands. Qiqige touched the smooth oranges and asked him curiously:

"Mr. Gu, what is this?"

Gu Wenxuan peeled the orange peel and placed the orange segments in her palm: "This is an orange produced in Jiangnan."

Qiqige tasted a few petals, which were sour and sweet. She thought to herself, are there really so many new and interesting things in the Central Plains and the south of the Yangtze River? If she had the chance, she would like to go to Chang'an to take a look.

I heard that the place was brightly lit and had spectacular fireworks at night, but she was a foreigner and could only stay on the grassland, and had never been to Youzhou.

Gu Wenxuan clutched the lotus bead hairpin, and the young man's pretty face became even more shy: "This is for you"

Qiqige looked at the hairpin, which was gorgeous and precious. It was a piece of jewelry that only nobles could wear. If she wore it, it would cause criticism: "Master Gu, I cannot accept it."