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

He had originally intended to play the zither until three o'clock in the morning. He searched for his zither, jade flute, and hujia in his tent for a long time but couldn't find them. He cursed in his heart who had stolen his zither.

She also threw many words, papers and books that she had taught her randomly on the desk. The young man admired her handwriting again and again, took out the deeds of ten slaves, and crossed out their names:

"Little Princess, I promised to release the other slaves of the Qiqige tribe last night. I have done it. Now I have released ten more slaves. Can you drink the wedding wine with me now?"

Li Yuanyang put his five fingers together, and the wine cup in his broad palm was like a peanut. The aroma of osmanthus wine slowly entered the girl's nostrils with the breeze. He held the indenture in one hand and threatened her.

The flute player went against the sun's will, scattered the dust from the books and covered the scent of ink, his beauty was like the fragrance of orchids, appreciating the dragon and phoenix dance, she sometimes felt that he was too childish, she did not drink the wedding wine on the wedding night, and smashed the wine cup.

She put down the teacup and glanced at Li Huaijin's face. The young man was not angry at all. Leaning on his cane, the cracked wood was shaking, he took the wine cup from Mu Jinan.

"I will drink with you."

Li Yuanyang was shocked: "You are a man, I only drink with my wife."

Li Huaijin loosened his walking stick, and with a snap, the wooden stove burst into flames and shot up to the top of the tent, almost burning it. The young man was furious, and he pinched Li Yuanyang's wrist with one hand. Li Yuanyang heard a noise.

The crisp sound of bones breaking was so beautiful that it lingered in my ears for three days:

"what!"

The young man screamed and the paper in his hand fell to the ground. Mu Jinan quickly picked it up and put it in her arms. Listening to the sound of bones crackling, she bit her lip lightly. No one knew better than her how strong he was.

Li Yuanyang held his "crushed" right wrist with his left hand and moved it gently. His wrist was like a puppet, losing its flexibility:

"Is that how you hurt the little princess's face?"

Caught off guard! Mu Jinan's eyes were erratic, and Li Huaijin walked straight to the couch, feeling full of regret in his heart: "Jinan, I'm sorry."

Mu Jinan touched her cheek. Although the bruise had faded, it still hurt a little. She sat by the fire, looking at the sadness in the boy's eyes. The enemy wanted to kill her, but he was more hesitant than she was.

"Rest early tonight."

The tent was pitch black, and without the noise of the devil, she fell asleep quickly. Li Yuanyang stared, tossing and turning, and suddenly spoke:

"Little Princess, in our last life, were we childhood sweethearts? Did you teach me to write in the same way?"

Li Huaijin snorted coldly: "How can you say you were childhood sweethearts in your previous life when you were her age?"

The young man's disdainful voice was like thunder, piercing the girl's ears:

"I am only a few years older than her. She is so kind, she must have been very good to me in her previous life."

A strange emotion arose in Li Huaijin's heart, and he guessed another possibility. He stood up suddenly, determined not to let her get hurt.

The girl did not hear their conversation at all, she was having a sweet dream. Even in February, she was sleepy, not only the nights were short but the days were divided into separate sleep periods. The warm scent of peach blossoms intoxicated her eyes, and the sunset at the spring beach made her dream about her.

"Push it higher."

The girl's laughter was melodious and crisp. Clusters of peach blossoms filled the green leaves. The spring breeze blew the peach blossoms onto the girl's black hair. The boy's slender white fingers wiped the peach blossoms, staining his fingertips. He looked at her back with a smile in his eyes:

"Any higher and you'll fall down."

The girl loosened her hands that were holding the rope of the swing and said angrily, "The swing should be pushed higher to be fun. You are cheating by doing this."

The young man walked around from behind the swing to her, wiped her clothes, and pinched her delicate face:

"I'll give you some candy."

Mu Jinan smiled and held the swing rope tightly with both hands: "You are so nice. I haven't eaten candy for a long time."

The boy found some scraps of cloth, twisted them together, connected them to the swing seat, and tied her to it so that she wouldn't fall off:

"Hold on tight, I'll push you up a little."

The swing was like a bird soaring into the sky, and the girl laughed heartily:

"Haha, this is so fun, Brother Yuan Yang, push it higher."

In the dark night, he suddenly woke up, and the boy's sharp eyes looked in the direction where the dream talking came from. Like a kite with striped wings, it circled in the dark night sky, stared at the target accurately, and swooped down on its prey.

What did he just hear? The boy pinched the girl's cheek, and she smiled:

"Wake up, don't sleep anymore, wake up quickly."

Mu Jinan was half asleep, and felt as if a blade was rubbing against her eyelids. It felt warm and soft. The girl touched the blade with her fingers. It was Li Huaijin's fingers that pried open her squinting eyes:

A sweet voice: "Brother Yuan Yang, it's too low, push it up a bit."

Li Huaijin's heart stagnated, and her whole body went numb for a moment. She was still screaming? The sparks in her eyes had already ignited the entire grassland. The boy covered her mouth and pulled her arm hard.

The rope of the swing the girl was sitting on broke, and she fell to the ground. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked at the boy lying on her body.

People's pupils are black at night, but the boy's eyes, at that moment, seemed to be the deep green eyes of the wolf king, staring at the rabbit, and the darkness made her suffocate.

"Tell me, what did you dream about? What were you yelling about?"

Mu Jinan's sleepy eyelids opened wide. She shook her head. He must have heard it. How could she dream about Li Yuanyang? What was going on? She hurriedly explained:

"This is a dream. I don't know why. Why would he push me on the swing?"

Li Huaijin lowered his head and punched the couch, breaking the carvings on the edge of the couch. He stood up and walked out of the tent. He didn't even hear her calling Huaijin brother in her dream.

Mu Jinan jumped off the couch and followed him. The moonlight was bright, casting a shadow on the young man's sad back. The long shadow on the grass, as he limped, was heartbreaking.

Mu Jinan wanted to help him, but he avoided her. The boy's voice was angry and trembling. The look in his eyes when he questioned her made the girl stunned for a moment:

"What you think about during the day you dream about at night. Could it be that you are attracted to him?"

Returning to Mu Jin'an's tent, she lit a lamp and took off his mask:

"I didn't. I just told you that day that it would be nice if there were swings on the grassland."

The young man pinched his brows with his fingers, and rubbed his upper left abdomen with his palm. He seemed to be in the vast universe, and the silver sky and white elm turned into the words "Brother Yuan Yang", which attacked his heart fiercely, penetrated his internal organs, and ate away at the young man's bones and blood, causing him to burn and collapse:

"Oh! I will kill him."

Seeing that he looked haggard, Mu Jinan asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Li Huaijin said, "I'm so angry that my stomach hurts."

Mu Jinan slapped him on the back, and Li Huaijin became even angrier: "Does the stomach grow on the back?"

The girl retracted her hand, fumbling with it, her small hand holding onto a few of his fingers before moving them away, massaging the boy's upper left abdomen with her palm.

"Disaster..?"

The two of them shouted in unison, horrified. With a "bang", the osmanthus tree that Wu Gang had cut down in Guanghan Palace fell into the tent and hit her on the head. Her knees dug into the ground and her brain went blank for a moment.

She moved her eyes to the dark corner and found that a copper basin on the wooden shelf had fallen down. Mu Jinan was frightened and her body was shaking for no reason.

Li Huaijin was quick to seal her acupuncture points: "Stay in the tent, I will let Yun Chi protect you."

Mu Jinan said in a resounding voice: "No."