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

The sky is covered with snow and the cold is condensed. The light in the red tent is dim. Who remembers the old friend coming? In a dream of the past, Li Huaijin hugged Mu Jinan tightly and slowly closed his eyes.

The sun is shining brightly, the grass is lush, the water is gurgling, and it flows along the green bamboo and blue stream. The breeze blows through the corridors, the pavilions are carved with jade railings, and green willows brush against the pink walls, passing through the moon-shaped door.

There is a plaque made of ebony and golden nanmu with three huge characters "Xi Yue Tang". Under the lush green sycamore tree in the courtyard stands a young man wearing a scarlet brocade robe embroidered with gold flowers.

The girl in his sight was sitting by the rosewood in the pavilion. She was wearing a light green plum-colored shirt. He looked closely and saw that she was standing by the rosewood table, one hand on her waist, the other holding a wooden sword. In a childish voice, he acted coquettishly to the lady next to him:

"Mother...I want to pick the peaches myself."

The lady had red lips and a fair face, and smiled brightly. She was a beautiful lady, and she picked up the little girl: "My Jin'an is only five years old, and she is not tall enough to reach the peaches. Mother will carry you to pick them."

Li Huaijin, who was standing under the sycamore tree, froze in his tracks and fell in front of the two of them like a gust of wind. He snatched Mu Jinan from Princess Rongde's arms, tears streaming down his face:

"Mu Jinan, I finally found you, come back with me."

A sharp and piercing cry was heard. Mu Jinan slapped Li Huaijin's cheek with her small hand. When she found that he did not resist, she scratched his face with more force and looked at Princess Rongde next to her:

"Wow, wow, mother, there are villains who want to snatch me away."

Rong De looked at the beautiful young man in front of him. He was dressed in bright clothes, with a magnificent figure. He was very handsome, a bit like the King of Wei and Jiang. Without hesitation, he put the blade to the side of Li Huaijin's neck. His pair of peach blossom eyes were deep and murderous:

"Who are you? Give the child back to me."

Li Huaijin's neck was cold, and he dared not move an inch. He felt the blood running down his neck, and said, "Aunt, I am Li Jingye, the son of the King of Wei."

Rong De used some force on the sword, and doubted, and immediately asked: "The son of the King of Wei is only six years old, and you are sixteen or seventeen years old. Tell me, where did the spy come from? Otherwise, this princess will kill you."

Li Huaijin still held Mu Jinan tightly, thinking that maybe he had returned to her childhood. If he was really killed by Princess Rongde, he might not be able to see her again after leaving her dream. He bowed slightly:

"Princess, I don't want to take Mu Jinan away. You are all in a dream. She is seriously injured. If she continues to be immersed in the dream, she may be in danger of her life. Let me take her back."

Princess Rongde took advantage of his laxity and snatched her daughter away: "Ghosts and gods, this is my daughter, no one can take her away, if you don't leave, I will kill you."

Li Huaijin was stunned. The pain on his neck was getting worse and worse. He would die if it continued. He nodded, and the sword fell. He pressed the wound on his neck and tore a corner of his clothes to bandage it. He thought that he must not leave like this. He remembered what Mu Jinan said when Hu Yulou redeemed him, and immediately said:

"Princess, why don't you keep me here and let me be Mu Jinan's personal guard. I will protect her."

Rongde frowned and carried Mu Jinan to the peach tree. Mu Jinan pointed to the highest peach, indicating that he wanted to pick that one, but Rongde couldn't reach it.

Li Huaijin smiled and said, "Princess, I'll hold her and pick them."

Mu Jinan was lifted up by him, and he grabbed a big peach with his little hand, motioning him to stand under the plum tree. Li Huaijin immediately moved his feet, and Mu Jinan picked the green plums. He held him in his arms and said with a smile:

"Mother, let him be my guard."

Rongde had his doubts in his heart, his appearance did resemble that of the King of Wei, but when he saw his daughter was happy, he nodded and agreed, but said: "This princess pacified Yuhe and was already named the King of Rong. Jin'an is a princess, so from now on, you can call her the princess."

Li Huaijin's smile froze on his face. Wasn't Princess Rongde posthumously named Prince Rong? His lips felt cold and a little hairy. He lowered his eyes to look at Da Tao and shook his head:

"Little Princess, this peach is not washed."

Mu Jinan held the peach in her small hands, showing the majesty of a princess, narrowing her eyes, like a little tiger, and threatened:

"What's wrong with not washing it? Eat it. Don't you want to be my princess's bodyguard? Eat it!"

Li Huaijin pursed his lips and ate a peach. He felt his throat itchy. Seeing her bullying, he thought, if she had been spoiled by her mother when she was a child, she would be lively, cheerful, happy and comfortable. He had just finished eating the peach, with the plum on his lips. He saw Mu Jinan's cold eyes, a wooden sword against his neck, and a commanding and intimidating tone:

"Plums, ate them too."

Li Huaijin took a bite of the plum, and his mouth instantly felt sour and bitter. His teeth ached, and he frowned and immediately shook his head: "This plum is not ripe, I can't eat it."

Mu Jinan clenched her fists and thought, how dare the guard disobey her orders? She pointed the wooden sword at his heart, pinched his cheek with one hand, and showed murderous intent in her eyes: "It's cooked, eat it."

Li Huaijin was stunned. She just felt like a sword stabbing his heart, but in order to be her guard and stay in her dreams, he had to endure it. The plums were so sour that he felt uncomfortable in his stomach after eating them and wanted to drink some tea.

There was another green plum in his eyes. He shifted his gaze and saw that Mu Jinan had a sly smile on his lips. He stood on the rosewood table and looked down at him:

"Take another one, and squat lower."

Li Huaijin gritted his teeth and frowned, his mouth filled with sourness. He half-knelt down, so that she was taller than him, so he had to eat another one. He thought to himself, before in the palace, the summer garden was charming, with fruits hanging on the green branches and beauties waiting to be picked.

When Li Huaijin expressed his feelings to Mu Jinan, Mu Jinan did not agree and said she would wait for ten days. When he wanted to kiss her, she dodged him. He felt resentful and seeing that Mu Jinan only picked peaches and not plums, he bullied her a few times.

Jing: "Why not pick plums? Just peaches?"

Mu: "The plums are not ripe yet, so we can't eat them."

Jing: "It's ripe and edible. Pick it."

Mu: “I don’t…”

Jing: "My last name is Li? You don't want to pick it? Don't want to eat it? Do you think I'm not ripe? If you don't pick it, I will kiss you."

Mu: “I pick them and I eat them.”

Jing: "When can I kiss you?"

Mu: “Aren’t you shy?”

Jing: "I am indomitable and persevering. Remember, you took the initiative to eat me. Next time I kiss you, don't hide..."

Mu: "Jingye, eat a peach."

Jing: "What's so delicious about peaches..." Thoughts: "Her lips are more fragrant and sweet than peaches, I want to kiss them..."

Mu: "It's not tasty, and you eat so much..."

Jing: "You feed it, it's delicious."

At this moment, Li Huaijin was eating an unwashed peach and two sour unripe plums as she looked down at him. He regretted that he had done something bad to her and made her take a bite of the sour plum. His revenge came so quickly.

But he still looked at Mu Jinan with a gentle smile. As long as he saw her happy, it didn't matter. He tilted his head slightly, his long hair fluttering in the wind, and smiled proudly:

"Okay, as long as Mu Jinan is happy, Li Jingye will do whatever she wants. These peaches and plums are delicious, we will eat them together in the future."

Seeing that she was tired of standing, Li Huaijin brought a drum stool, placed it on the rosewood table, and motioned for her to sit on it. Mu Jinan smiled with satisfaction:

"Do you know martial arts?"

Li Huaijin endured the sourness and continued to eat, saying, "Yes, I can teach you."