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

Now, Qiqige just wants to learn more about the Central Plains culture. Aye left, and her brother was kidnapped and his whereabouts are unknown.

She must strive to live in this world to repay the princess for saving her life. She must not hold the princess back, but must be able to help the princess.

The girl moved back timidly. She didn’t seem that strong. Every night she dreamed of those men staring at her, pinching their fingers, with tiny beads on their eyelashes, like a snow mountain elf, making people feel pity:

"Master Gu, I am really fine. I will take my leave first."

She disappeared as lightly as the wind and followed Mu Jinan's footsteps. Mu Jinan looked not far away and saw a young man holding a sword as easily as if he was holding a sword. He lifted the girl up with three fingers, like holding a fox, and teased her.

Mu Yun stared at him. Just as she was about to bite the young man's hand that was grabbing her clothes in front, he covered her mouth.

"What is your relationship with Ge Jiang? Why are you spreading the news that I call you aunt? What are you plotting?"

Last night, a few brothers who were on good terms with him came to him with a few jars of wine. They were very mysterious and just kept drinking without saying anything. In the late night, they asked him why he called a 14-year-old girl "Aniang"?

The rumor about Auntie becoming Mother? This is ridiculous. His Mother passed away many years ago. This is disrespectful to her. Only Mu Yun could do this.

Mu Yun pulled out the golden hairpin from her hair bun, and while he wasn't paying attention, she stabbed Shi Zhaoyang in the arm. He frowned in pain, shifted his gaze, and looked at the blood seeping from his arm and clothes:

"You dare to murder me?"

Mu Yun glanced at Mu Jinan and shouted:

"My son is trying to murder my aunt. Help! Shi Zhaoyang wants to kill the princess's sister."

Shi Zhaoyang looked in the direction of her gaze. Mu Jinan stopped and he immediately let go of his hand. Mu Yun fell to the ground with a thump. She touched her leg, quickly got up and ran away.

The scene from yesterday reappeared, she waved her hand, smiled brightly and shouted:

"Shi Zhaoyang, since you acknowledge me as your mother, I will definitely not treat you badly."

Shi Zhaoyang pulled his sleeve and looked at the serious wound on his arm. He took out a piece of shark silk from his sleeve.

"The car..."

The young man had a helpless smile on his face. He touched the green herb and put it back into his sleeve. He tore off a corner of his clothes at random, wrapped it around his arm twice, and watched her figure disappear from his sight.

...

Several women carried wooden buckets and walked toward the river in the distance: "Have you heard the king's piano these nights?"

One person said, "I heard it. It's 'Sarang Yuexue'."

The woman laughed heartily and said, "I like the princess too. As long as the princess stays on the grassland, the king will be less angry."

Another person said, "Me too. The princess never bullies us. With her around, we can live more comfortably."

A woman said: "My father prays for the princess every three days."

...

Li Huaijin clenched his cane tightly, and a crack appeared in the wood. The evil sound turned out to be this song. He had seen the lyrics but didn't know the music score. That bitch actually played these sweet songs in front of him. Fortunately, Mu Jinan didn't know any music.

The young man's voice seemed to have killed the man, and he said sternly:

"Go and smash those qinxiao."

Yun Chi said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

In the distance, Su Heyan walked towards Li Huaijin, holding a cloth bag in his hand:

"Your Highness Prince Liang, I asked a tribesman who is familiar with the snowy mountains to pick this. It is frosty in winter, and this will help dispel wind and dampness, which is good for your legs."

Li Huaijin opened it and took a look: "Snow lotus is extremely difficult to pick, how can there be so many?"

Su Heyan sighed, the young man looked ashamed, pinching his sleeves, and said stiffly:

"I cannot stand up and ask King Xi to release those slaves, so I can only do some small things."

Li Huaijin looked embarrassed. Snow lotus can eliminate rheumatism, treat pain and deformity of joints, and also has the effect of replenishing essence and strengthening yang. He slept next to Mu Jinan every night. She was always restless after falling asleep at night, and her blood was boiling.

He wanted to refuse, but then he thought that snow lotus also has the effect of promoting menstruation and promoting blood circulation, so it would be good for her to take a few plants for conditioning:

"No merit, no reward. I will repay this favor."

Mu Jinan walked forward, took the cloth bag, and looked at the more than ten rare snow lotuses, which blossomed like a full moon into six icy and smooth crystal snow petals. The petals were still covered with water droplets and had a faint fragrance.

"Su Heyan, thank you very much."

Su Heyan bowed his head in return. When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of a soldier wearing a white mask. Although he was tall, his figure was like a woman. Standing in the wind, he looked like a female general, which made people respect him. He asked in confusion:

"Princess, can a woman be a warrior?"

The girl's tone was unhappy, and even through the mask, one could hear her anger:

"Women can give birth to a new world, so why can't they be warriors?"

Su Heyan pursed his lips and apologized quickly: "Miss, I don't mean that. I just feel that it is hard for a soldier to die. How can a woman endure such hardship?"

A Linchu stood behind Mu Jinan, holding the bag of snow lotus:

"Most of the hardship for women in the world is caused by men who hold great power and have three wives and four concubines. Aren't the rules set by men that women should take care of their husbands and children, obey the three obediences and four virtues, and not engage in business or become officials?"

"I don't think being a soldier is hard, but being a man's wife is hard."

Su Heyan's heart was suddenly startled. He lowered his eyes and looked at the heroic woman in front of him. Her words were like the echo of a valley, long and shocking, lingering for a long time, lingering in his heart.

Mu Jin settled down. What she said made sense, but he had just received a gift and pulled her aside.

"He sent snow lotus to me. How embarrassed am I for doing this?"

A Linchu came back to her senses and immediately apologized: "Sir Su, I offended you with my words, I hope you can forgive me."

Su Heyan listened to her gentle tone of apology, as if he had heard it somewhere before. He shook his head, and a hint of tenderness appeared on his handsome and cold features:

"Nothing, it's just my ignorance that offended the young lady. Have we ever met?"

The cold wind blew past, carrying the girl's even colder voice, echoing in his ears. He had never felt the grassland in winter so cold.

"Never."

Watching her figure disappear from sight, he stopped where he was, frowned slightly, and took a long breath:

"I wonder where that woman from the Western Regions went?"

Mu Jinan glanced at A Linchu: "A Linchu, didn't you kiss him? Don't you want to take responsibility?"

A Linchu never thought about taking responsibility, she just thought of it as a fun part of the banquet and had forgotten about it long ago:

"Our lips kiss the breeze, the sun, and our food hundreds of times every day. We are responsible for everything. Wouldn't that make us exhausted?"

Mu Jinan was thoughtful. When she was Jiang Xueer, no one had ever kissed her. Since they met, Li Huaijin had been instilling a certain idea in her, constantly emphasizing that if he kissed her, she must marry him:

Then he asked, "But he is a man?"

A Linchu helped Mu Jinan dismount from the horse: "Men are also one of the creatures, what's the difference between them and the wind?"

Mu Jinan came into the tent, where she and Li Huaijin were alone. Thinking of what happened today, she said anxiously:

"Why didn't you tell me that Li Yuanyang was bullied in Chang'an?"

Li Huaijin cut off a piece of green brick tea, brewed a cup of tea and handed it to her. He didn't like to rub salt into other people's wounds, and he didn't want Mu Jinan to sympathize with Li Yuanyang and develop other feelings. He said lightly:

"Drink tea."