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

Shi Zhaoyang grabbed her and she glared at him and punched him on the arm. He felt like a kitten jumping over his arm, so gentle and lovely.

"The snow has just melted and the ground is cool. Don't get sick. I heard that your sister is very skilled in martial arts. You are also the daughter of a general, so how come you don't know martial arts?"

Mu Yun pushed his arm away. She had only loved music, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. She felt that practicing martial arts was difficult and she once regretted not practicing as hard as Mu Jinan. Otherwise, she would not have been insulted on her wedding night.

Seeing that she just lowered her head, Shi Zhaoyang quietly took piece of lotus cake from his hand one by one. There were eight lotus cakes in total, and Shi Zhaoyang ate the one that fell on the grass.

She clapped her hands and touched her belly, feeling satisfied. She loved sweets the most, and her lips and tongue had a light fragrance. She gave him a cold look:

"Thank you. I'll pay you back the Hibiscus Cake later. Seven pieces."

Shi Zhaoyang picked her up without warning. Her feet were far off the ground. Just as she was about to curse, the young man, who had practiced martial arts for many years and had callouses on his fingers, touched the girl's smooth lips with his rough fingertips, wiped off the pastry crumbs, and looked at her with gentle eyes:

"I just called you Fourteenth Aunt. If you don't want to vomit the lotus cake you just ate, just call me foster father."

Mu Yun said nothing. She turned her head to look at Mu Jinan who was herding sheep in the distance and shouted, "Help! Someone is killing someone! Shi Zhaoyang is killing someone!"

When Shi Zhaoyang saw Mu Jinan stand up, he immediately put Mu Yun down and looked back.

The petite figure of the girl is running on the grassland. In the distance, white clouds are kissing the green and yellow grass. The girl's scarlet dress flutters in the wind, like a bright and warm red sun, forming a beautiful picture.

It invaded his heart, and the darkness was peeled off layer by layer, illuminating the whole thing.

She turned around and waved at him, jumping up and down, her clear, silver bell-like laughter echoing across the grassland. No one had ever seen her laugh so happily:

"Shi Zhaoyang, my dear son, I, Mu Yun, am only fourteen years old and I have twenty-nine sons. This life is not in vain. There are many kinds of life, and my name is in every one of them."

Shi Zhaoyang's face turned green with anger. He wanted to chase after him, but when he saw Mu Jinan staring at him, he clenched his fist and gritted his teeth:

"Seven pieces of lotus cakes were fed to the dog? This girl has a really vicious tongue."

The fact that Shi Zhaoyang was her son spread throughout the Qique tribe, the army of King Li Jie of Qi, the army of Sheng Guoshi Yan, and the thousands of soldiers of the Shi family within half a day.

To thank Mu Yun, Ge Jiang gave her a lot of gold and cloth, which she distributed to her tribesmen. When she had nothing to do, she spread news on the grassland and heard a lot of gossip, which became a sharp weapon in her hands.

Shi Zhaoyang gritted his teeth and walked towards Mu Jinan. He saw a young man sitting next to her, wearing half of a clear and noble snow fox mask. The snow-capped mountains behind him seemed to surround the young man, giving him endless power, while the cold air devoured the young man.

He couldn't help but shudder and bowed his head: "Your humble servant, I am Shi Zhaoyang, the governor and governor of Youzhou, and I greet Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Mu Jinan raised his hand: "Major General Shi, stand up, this is King Liang."

Shi Zhaoyang did not dare to look the boy in the eye. He bowed his head and clasped his hands: "Your humble servant, I greet His Royal Highness Prince Liang."

Li Huaijin caught a glimpse of the white cake crumbs on his clothes: "Shi Zhaoyang, how is your father's health?"

Shi Zhaoyang bowed and replied respectfully: "Thank you, Lord Liang, for saving my father's life. I feel much better today. I will escort you and the princess away from here."

Mu Jinan looked at this man, who was much more handsome than Shi Si, with kind eyes and benevolent features: "Thank you, Young General."

Shi Zhaoyang was still immersed in Mu Yun's provocative words, the embarrassment in her eyes was obvious. She was afraid that rumors would spread from then on, and who knows if she would spread the fact that he called her aunt all over the country.

"Yes, Princess. I will take my leave."

Shi Zhaoyang turned and left. Seeing Li Yuanyang and Li Renbang walking towards him, he ran into them and greeted them: "Meet King Xi, Prince Li."

Li Yuanyang had already offended Shi Si. He knew that in the face of power, there was no father-son unity, so he did not turn against Shi Zhaoyang and maintained a gentle attitude:

"Major General Shi, since you are here, please stay for a few more days. I will do my best to be a good host and treat you with good wine and good food."

Shi Zhaoyang smiled faintly: "Thank you, Your Majesty. I am here to pick up my father, but I am afraid I cannot stay long."

After Shi Zhaoyang left, Li Yuanyang and Li Renbang came to Mu Jinan's side and watched her swinging the whip leisurely. There was a jar of Tu Su wine on the grass. The rich flavor of Atractylodes macrocephala and cinnamon twig was refreshing, and they drank one cup after another.

Li Renbang saw that although Mu Jinan was wearing a veil, her eyebrows and eyes were stunning, her forehead was delicate, her eyebrows were long, her nose was high, and her hands were as soft as catkins. He heard Li Yuanyang say that the princess had a green face and fangs, so he wondered if the corners of her lips were ugly, and she had buck teeth and broken teeth.

Li Yuanyang squatted and looked up at Mu Jinan. He saw that she was rolling her eyes. People usually drink Tu Su wine on New Year's Day. Why was she drinking this wine now? He picked up her Tu Su wine, put his mouth on the mouth of the wine jar, and gulped down half of the wine.

"Drinking Tusu can ward off epidemics and prevent plague and typhoid fever. Little princess, I will be safe and healthy after drinking your wine, and I will be blessed with great fortune."

Mu Jinan swung the whip in his hand towards him: "Who told you to drink?"

Li Renbang remembered that Li Yuanyang told him that he was often bullied by the princess. He was filled with anger and was eager to vent his anger for Li Yuanyang.

He caught the whip with one hand and pulled it hard. Mu Jinan was not as strong as the man, so she sat on the small bed, staggered forward, and half of her body fell to the ground.

"You dare to hit King Xi?"

In an instant, a tremendous force from the mountains and seas came from nowhere, as if lightning struck his body, and his internal organs swelled as if they were about to explode, and his meridians bulged as if they were about to break through his skin.

At that moment, he seemed to see the road to the underworld, pitch black and foggy, with the flowers of the other shore blooming and swaying, and the sense of death rushing towards him.

Li Renbang's face was grim as he covered his chest with his hands. There was a chill between his lips and tongue, followed by a strong smell of blood that flowed down his teeth, drop by drop, slid across his chin, and dripped onto Zhuqing's clothes.

He was knocked to his knees by the palm strike. He struggled to stand up, but his knees seemed to be pulled by the grass and the iron chain tied his knees, making him unable to move. He had never seen such a powerful and invincible internal force.

Looking at the young man with a very beautiful appearance, a majestic and oppressive aura, his eyes seemed to be able to burn through his heart.

"Who are you?"

Li Huaijin said nothing, helped Mu Jinan up, brushed the dust off her clothes, and kicked the jar of Tu Su wine towards his chest. The jar broke into pieces, and several pieces of porcelain fell on his clothes. His knees left the ground and his body fell backwards.

Li Yuanyang quickly helped Li Renbang up. He was worried that he couldn't stir up a conflict. If the two of them confronted each other, he would be happier. "Prince Liang, how could you attack the prince?"

Li Renbang stood up in embarrassment: "You are the King of Liang of Sheng State? How can you be so close to the princess?"

Li Yuanyang's eyes were cunning: "Brother Renbang, forget it. Our two tribes are not as strong as Shengguo. It is common for them to bully our two tribes, just like kidnapping our warriors. Let's go."

He dragged Li Renbang away, and a voice came from a distance: "This is too much!"

Mu Jinan shook his head, not knowing what provocative words he had said.

Li Yuanyang's eyes lit up: "Tomorrow night, the warriors will capture the generals and deputy generals of the Killing Flame Army and others. They can't win."

The two smiled at each other, and their accomplice appearance seemed like brothers.