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

"I'm back. What took you so long?" The young man sat comfortably on the couch, massaging his shins and thighs.

Mu Jinan hurriedly found his clothes and put on his shoes and boots: "Oh, I just beat up Li Yuanyang in the snow and came back late. Does your leg still hurt?"

Li Huaijin glanced at the screen: "It hurts, why don't you come over?"

Mu Jinan panicked and trotted over to him, his fingers touching his clothes: "What's going on? Why is it more painful now than before?"

Li Huaijin held her hand, which was freezing cold. He rubbed her hand with his hot breath to warm her up, and glanced at her: "What did you do?"

Mu Jinan smiled and said, "In the duel, their warriors were no match for our warriors, so they lost."

She has instructed all her assassins not to tell Li Huaijin about what happened today. Qiqige asked her not to let Gu Wenxuan know about this. She saw the inferiority flashing across Qiqige's eyes and felt distressed.

The boy touched her forehead with his fingertips: "Really?"

Mu Jinan nodded sincerely: "Of course, I said I wouldn't lie to you."

Li Huaijin was so angry that his teeth ached. He looked at the girl's forehead, which was slowly becoming red and swollen. Her clothes and skirt were tied wrongly, and she was cold all over. She changed her shoes and boots.

He untied the girl's skirt and tied it up again. The boy's eyes were like dark clouds before a storm, suffocating her.

"Say it again."

Mu Jinan smiled faintly and said, "I lost the fight."

Li Huaijin clenched his fist: "Did he hit you on the forehead?"

Mu Jinan had just let A Linchu check it and found no scars. Seeing his shrewd eyes, she didn't dare to lie to him again:

"Well, I punched him in the heart, and he hit me back."

Li Huaijin closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was holding a sword in his hand, full of murderous intent. He put on his shoes and boots, and leaned on his cane. Mu Jinan stretched out his arm to stop him:

"You are not allowed to go. This is our women's business. I have not been wronged, and you cannot know about it."

Li Huaijin lifted her up by the waist and placed her on the couch: "Stay here." As he walked past the screen, he heard a voice: "Don't leave."

The boy's back, as straight as a pine tree, sank. She must have suffered a great injustice, but she was holding on and dared not say it out, not wanting to put him in danger.

He turned around, and saw the young man in jade-green clothes, who looked very handsome, like a young master in troubled times. The clothes was embroidered with a strange peach blossom, with rough stitching and white stamens and pink petals. It was a dress she had made herself.

The girl looked at the pain in his eyes. She and the boy never bowed their heads, but now they bowed their heads repeatedly, just wanting to protect more innocent people.

An orange, a pair of silk boots, a pearl hairpin, they never owned them, but suffered from the wind and frost.

For all the people in the world, it is worth it if one more person can live. Since she is a princess, she must protect the people. As a member of the royal family, he must care about the world and take responsibility.

If a king only cares about his own pleasure, stands idly by, and allows the people to be bullied by the devil, how can he be worthy of the great grace bestowed by God?

Li Huaijin placed his sword behind the screen. A touch of green on the screen added a touch of spring to the winter. The young boy and girl were waiting for their own spring. He sat comfortably on the couch, put his long arms around her, and the two of them snuggled together for warmth.

"Does your forehead still hurt?"

Mu Jinan shook her head, her white fingertips touching the embroidery on the waist of his clothes, and said ugly: "It's really beautiful."

It was also the first time that Li Huaijin had seen such beautiful flowers. He was fascinated and said, "I like them. I hope they can embroider all over my clothes."

The boy's palm wrapped around the girl's fingertips and moved upwards. Her fingertips stopped on his chest. He deliberately pressed her hand. The girl felt his solid and big pectoral muscles, and her fair face flushed.

She lowered her eyes and the boy pinched her chin, causing her eyes to fall on his chest:

"Why are you so shy? Don't dare to look?"

Mu Jinan was stunned for a moment, and seeing that he didn't change his expression, he pinched his chin and plucked up his courage: "What is there to see through the clothes?"

Li Huaijin let go of her and unbuttoned his shirt with one hand. The girl quickly pulled his shirt tighter: "What are you doing?"

The young man's lips were as if painted with rouge, and his words bewitched her. He felt that he had won her favor with his beauty, and the fragrance of his lips fell on her ears:

"To be a foxy girl, you must have the cultivation and ability to be a foxy girl. Isn't it good for me to please you? Your Highness, do you want to see it? You will love it."

Mu Jinan tilted her head to avoid his light bite, and shook her head to sober up a little. No one could tolerate such temptation. She pushed the boy's chest away, picked up his sword, unsheathed it, and pressed it against the boy's neck:

"You are becoming more and more frivolous. Where did you learn this from?"

A few strands of the boy's smooth and soft black hair fell on the blade. He put his neck close to the blade, his eyes slightly raised, and his bewitching eyes under his thick eyebrows seduced the girl. Every word was long and emphasized:

"When a husband meets a lady, he learns without any instruction and wants to please her."

Mu Jinan pushed him down onto the couch and pulled out the dagger from his waist. The cold light flashed across jade. The young man pulled her to his body, his arms around her slender waist, a foxy smile in his eyes, and he moved a few inches closer to her lips:

"Are you going to kill me? We haven't become a real couple yet. How about Your Highness Princess use me first and then kill me, so that you can at least experience it once?"

The girl covered his lips tightly, her mind full of the bathing scene. He seduced her day and night like this, which was really annoying. Mu Jinan had heard a lot of his lewd words, and today he must teach him a lesson:

"Then the princess will kill you and marry someone else."

Li Huaijin's foxy eyes suddenly gleamed, he snatched her dagger, turned over and pressed her under him, grasped the girl's slender white wrists with one hand, and lifted them above her head:

"If you dare to say that again, I will make you have one baby per year."

The boy's heavy body pressed against the girl's petite and soft body, his lips moved slightly, she dodged, his lips...punished her hard, the girl didn't have time to say a word:

"Well...are you done yet...don't kiss me..."

The boy's magnetic voice fell into her ears:

"Call me husband, call me hubby, call me cousin Huaijin, call me brother."

"Call"

It was a heart-throbbing, overbearing voice. The young man closed his eyes, lost in passion. She stared at his devoted expression. In this corrupt world, there was still such a kind man. If it weren't for him, she would have fallen into Li Yuanyang's clutches long ago.

The girl squeezed his chest muscles tightly, her face shy, like a kitten with big eyes:

"Cousin Huaijin."

Li Huaijin's body trembled, his heart pounding. It was so rare to hear her call him like this when she was awake. The force that was encroaching on her lips loosened a little, and the young man panted with a charming voice:

"Call again."

The clear beating pulse of Mu Jinan's lips charmed the boy's excited heart. She actually kissed him hard. She always avoided his kiss, closed her mouth, or wanted to bite him to death.

He did not bother to speak, fearing that she would regret it. Their lips kissed passionately, and the rouge on the girl's lips was plundered. For the first time, she felt that kissing was a pleasurable thing.

She stroked his black hair with her cold fingers, and the girl whispered shyly:

"Hmm... um... cousin Huaijin..."

The young man listened to her murmurs, which were so charming that he was totally confused, his face flushed, and his hands swept over the girl's body and waist, wishing he could take advantage of her completely.

He pried open the girl's clenched fist with his fingers, and his fingertips touched her palm little by little. He clasped the girl's hands with his slender white fingers, interlocking their fingers.

The red and swollen part of her forehead, her curved eyebrows, her nose, her neck, and the hollow of her neck were all filled with the boy's voice.

Their faces were flushed, and their panting made each other feel shy. Li Huaijin clutched the soft fox fur on the couch, his eyes were blurred, and he was still unsatisfied.

He was so confused by the girl's words that he didn't know what to do. He stared at the girl's whole body, as if he could see through her clothes and possess her. He punched the couch and gritted his teeth:

"I'm going crazy."

Mu Jinan pursed his lips and smiled: "Are you happy? If you are, let me go. We have business to attend to."

Li Huaijin suppressed his anger and continued to press the girl's body: "Press it for a while longer."

The girl moved down and put her cheek against his neck. She didn't dare to look at him and muttered to herself, "So this is what it feels like to open your mouth."

The young man saw her moving around and quickly held her down. Unbeknownst to her, he was really going crazy. He kept saying in his heart, "After we get married, I will not let you stay in my bed every day and every night."

Li Huaijin lifted her up, looked at her dark pupils, and twitched the corners of his lips:

"Since Madam calls Huaijin your cousin, your husband will give you a big gift."

Mu Jinan was stunned. All the property in the palace had been given to her: "What gift?"