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

The sun rose in the east, shining brightly on the plains. In the distance, snow-capped mountains were covered in silver, and herds of cattle and sheep were on the green and yellow grasslands. The breeze blew up the horns of the tent, and hurried footsteps were heard. He stood in front of two carved couches and looked at the two people:

"They have been in a coma for three months, why haven't they woken up yet? Doctor Xue, Nangong Yu, Sa Ke, is there any other way? High Priest Ji Rentai is trying to summon their souls. Are they trapped in a dream?"

Gu Wenxuan clenched his fists tightly. For the past three months, all the doctors had been helpless. He was looking forward to the two of them waking up every day.

Doctor Xue saw that the two men looked much better, but they were still not awake. Nangong Yu was puzzled, wondering why Li Jingye was also in a coma?

His fingers moved, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and a beam of strong light shone into his eyes. The boy slowly opened his eyes, trying to see the person in front of him clearly.

Doctor Xue shouted in surprise: "He's awake...Prince Liang is awake..." Everyone looked at him, all with concerned and worried expressions, and excited expressions.

Gu Wenxuan's eyes were filled with tears. She held Li Jingye tightly with one hand and said, "Jingye, why did you fall asleep? You are finally awake. The tribesmen go to Aobao to pray for you every day."

The real Li Jingye is alive.

Yun Chi's eyes were blurred with tears. He knelt on the ground, sobbing like a child. His eyes were red and his temples were covered with white hair. Only Li Jingye could make him anxious:

"Your Majesty, you are finally awake. Your subordinates and soldiers are waiting for you."

Zezhou's knees were shaking. They prayed day and night, guarding Li Jingye, wishing they could suffer for him. He didn't know why he suddenly fell asleep. He had collapsed and despaired several times. Now his heart was relieved a little, and he cried excitedly, saying incoherently:

"Your Majesty, I will help you get up. You can't sleep any longer. I am so scared."

Li Jingye glanced sideways in panic. He had been lying on the bed for a long time, feeling exhausted. He stroked the girl's cheek with his fingertips, frowning. The memory of her beheading was still in his mind, making him breathless. His heart ached, and he tried hard to hold back his tears:

"Mu Jinan, are you back?"

Her pale face gradually eased. When she heard the familiar voice, many memories filled her mind. Mu Jinan slowly opened her eyes. She glanced at Li Jingye, her eyes blurred by tears. It turned out that she really had a past life. In every life, he fought for her. He actually died to save her. Mu Jinan moved her fingers to the back of his hand and gently stroked him:

"Li Jingye, I'm back."

Li Jingye stood up and wanted to get closer to her. Gu Wenxuan saw that the two of them had woken up. He was overwhelmed with emotions: "Cousin, why did you call my name in your dream?"

"I dreamed that we made a snowman." Mu Jinan lowered her eyes and looked at Doctor Xue. "Doctor Xue, why are you here?"

Doctor Xue's eyes were filled with tears like a child. In his mind, she was not only a female general who rode a horse and wielded a sword, but also a young girl who had reached the age of marriage. He choked up and hurriedly wiped away his tears:

"The princess and the prince were seriously injured in the war to suppress the rebellion. How can I be at ease? I will resign from my post and rush to Quhe on horseback. I hope you wake up. I will be relieved."

Mu Jinan was touched. In her previous life, she had no friends and only spent ten years facing Qiu Shui. In this life, she has gained a lot. So many people are worried about her. She smiled and said:

"It is thanks to Doctor Xue, Sa Ke, and my cousin that I was able to wake up."

"Princess, you fought for your country, bringing peace to the border and protecting the people from war. Changshengtian will not let you die here." Sa Ke shook his head and nodded, tears welling up in his eyes. He finally got his freedom and could be a doctor who saved the world. He believed that it was all thanks to Mu Jinan and Li Huaijin. He said gratefully, "I consult Doctor Xue and Doctor Nangong every day, and have taught medical skills to the people of the tribe."

Meiluo actually used the local blood sacrifice custom to cut many scars on her arms. She knelt in front of Changtiansheng's altar every day, hoping to pray for blessings and wake Mu Jinan up early. She burst into tears and hugged Mu Jinan tightly and cried:

"My lady, if you don't wake up, I'm going crazy. Does your wound still hurt?"

Fan Shu was extremely thin. Ever since Mu Jinan fell into a coma, all the doctors told them that he would not survive and asked them to prepare for his funeral. Fan Shu could not eat and would vomit as soon as he ate. He prayed to the Bodhisattva for protection every day:

"My lady, I was so scared. I am willing to get hurt for you. You finally woke up."

Mu Jinan stroked Meiluo's cheek and wiped away Fanshu's tears: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

A trembling figure flashed behind the screen. The young man showed self-blame on his face and his eyes were sunken. General Zhang Zhenguang had lost a lot of weight. Since Mu Jinan was injured and fell into a coma, he had been tormented every day. Apart from training the troops, he was begging her to wake up.

There was a loud "thump" and Zhang Zhenguang lowered his back. He never thought that the princess would save him. She was seriously injured because of him. He said from the bottom of his heart:

"I thank King Xi for saving my life. I will obey King Xi's orders and will go through fire and water for him even if it means death."

"General, please get up." Mu Jinan stood up and motioned Meiluo to help Zhang Zhenguang up. Her face showed compassion and gratitude. "We are all common people. General, you are a brilliant soldier and a brave warrior. You have saved me and the common people. Otherwise, the world would be in constant war and the people would have no peace."

Zhang Zhenguang admired the woman in front of him more and more. She was so caring and considerate of the people. No wonder the hypocritical emperor was afraid of her. They could not tolerate a more wise and kind woman. This was the first time he submitted to a woman. His iron-willed face:

"Thank you, King Xi. I will definitely live up to your expectations."

Mu Jinan stretched out his fingers and pinched Nangong Yu's sleeves: "Cousin, why don't you speak?"

Nangong Yu has always been indifferent. During the days when Mu Jinan was in a coma, he was also unable to sleep or eat well. He blamed himself every moment. The young man burst into tears, panicked and guilty:

"Jin'er, I'm sorry. I was selfish and the treatment was too late."

Li Jingye glared at Nangong Yu, not yet settling the score for poisoning: "You all get out first." Everyone left.

Li Jingye sat beside the couch, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at her tenderly. His whole body was in pain, the icicles piercing his skin, the pain was beyond words. He remembered what the Taoist said, that her memory of her past life stopped at the time she fell off the cliff, and tears flowed like pearls from a broken string, sobbing and choking:

"Mu Jinan, you've suffered so much. You've been imprisoned for ten years, yet you've still managed to kill many treacherous officials. You're smart and wise, and you sacrificed your life for the sake of righteousness. You're a hero in my heart. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have sought revenge on you."

Mu Jinan wiped his tears. Li Jingye would just break down and cry in front of her, at a loss what to do. She also burst into tears:

"Li Jingye, we have all suffered too much. I used to think that being a slave was the most painful and miserable ordeal. Now I understand that being imprisoned by the emperor from the age of five until I reached the age of marriage, not being allowed to study or practice martial arts, and being controlled by the imperial power, was my greatest ordeal."

"Chance, fate, and circumstances can all determine the outcome. The reason I am a slave in this life is because God has spared me from being imprisoned by the emperor when I was young. Otherwise, I would not have had the opportunity to serve as an official in the court."

Li Jingye hugged her tightly. She was still so strong at this moment because she was forced to do so. If she showed any cowardice, the enemy would hold her lifeline tightly. But he would not let anyone bully her again:

"Yaoyao, you don't have to be so strong in front of me. You are a little girl, and it's right for you to vent your anger on me."

Mu Jinan was stunned. Her empty and sad heart gradually became full. She hugged him tightly with her arms, and a strange emotion flashed in her eyes:

"Jingye, if one day I do something to let you down and hurt you deeply, will you forgive me?"

"I'll forgive you, as long as you're okay." Li Jingye patted her back, like coaxing a child, "Does your wound still hurt?"

Mu Jinan lowered her eyes, tugged at her collar, and touched the wound on her chest. The wound had healed after three months of coma. There was no red mark on his face. Maybe Nangong Yu gave him the antidote. She thought that Li Jingye said he wanted to commit suicide for love, and she thought he was lying to her. He actually let her coma for three months. She stole a glance:

"It doesn't hurt, how about you? The imperial decree ordered you to marry Meng Ying, we..."

Li Jingye had just stood up and was walking as usual. When he heard this, he quickly covered her mouth, fearing that she would say she wanted to abandon him:

"I have a plan. You are my wife. You are not allowed to abandon me. I will only marry you."

Mu Jinan's heart stagnated and she blinked. She had thought about letting him marry Meng Ying before, but she saw that in her previous life, his father died because of saving her. Those with ulterior motives all wanted to get rid of the prince's heirs. He was already alone and helpless, but he risked his life to take her away. She couldn't bear to give such a good man to others. She kissed his fingers with her soft lips:

"I want to be your first wife, and your troops and money must belong to me."

Li Jingye's fingertips felt numb, and he finally smiled. He thought that she was willing to make requests to him, and that she was no longer keeping a distance from him as before. Now she treated him as someone she trusted and was close to. His eyes were deep and affectionate, and his face showed a domineering and begging look:

"It's all yours, but what about me? Don't you want me?"

At present, she was named Prince Xi. Mu Jinan showed his princely aura, waved his sleeves, hooked his chin with his fingers, three parts teasing, three parts flirting, and four parts sincerity, imitating his domineering appearance:

"Look at this handsome man, he is as beautiful as jade and as charming as emerald green. He is unique and handsome, and there is no other like him in the world. I want him. From now on, Li Jingye belongs to me, Mu Jin'an."

Li Jingye's heart skipped a beat. He had never seen her like this before. He was excited and flustered, his ears were red, and he smiled seductively:

"Yes, Your Highness Prince Xi."

Li Jingye walked out of the tent and saw Gu Wenxuan. He remembered that Mu Jinan almost kissed him, and he felt inexplicably jealous. Seeing Nangong Yu was also here, he smiled and said:

"Zezhou, the prince wants to take a bath. Meiluo, help the princess take a bath."

The breeze made several people blush, wondering how they could be so direct after sleeping for three months. Nangong Yu looked unhappy, Gu Wenxuan felt inexplicable hostility, Zezhou Yunchi looked at each other, Meiluo Fanshu was stunned, and several people asked in unison:

"Will the prince and princess come together?"

Li Jingye smiled casually: "Together."

As he was about to enter the tent, he caught a glimpse of a dark mass in the distance, and a crowd of people were rushing towards him like a tide.

Mu Jinan saw that he was walking steadily and his leg injury was no longer a problem, so she breathed a sigh of relief. She was sitting inside the tent and could hear it clearly, her cheeks flushed. How could he be so straightforward? She hurriedly opened the tent curtain to see if her wound would leave a scar. Then she turned around and thought, so what? Li Jingye is not such a superficial person, and she will not be humbled by the scar.

A loud voice came from outside the tent: "Princess." Mu Jinan hurried out of the tent. What came into view were a young man in a thick cotton coat, a girl with plump cheeks, an energetic old man, and a child wearing a white fox hat. They knelt on the ground with gratitude on their faces. Arna, Xuanli, and Batuyue were all there:

"The princess is awake."

Qiqige was so excited that she couldn't speak. She tried several times before she could make a sound. She was as grateful for Mu Jinan's concern as Meiluo Sweet Potato. The girl cried happily:

"Princess, you finally woke up. Thank you for the blessing of the Eternal Heaven. I am sure you will live a long and happy life."

Sai Zhuxu often came to visit Mu Jinan. When he learned that he had woken up, he gathered his former slaves to express his gratitude:

"Princess, we have clothes to wear and we are no longer hungry. The pregnant sheep that the soldiers shared gave birth to two lambs yesterday. I have already gone to the forest to collect herbs."

A shocking voice came from behind: "Greetings, Princess. Thank you for saving my life."

"Everyone, please stand up." Mu Jinan hurriedly signaled everyone to stand up. Thinking of the days when she was imprisoned, she could save the people in this life, but she had to charge into battle. All the grievances and despair were slowly dissipating, and tears filled her eyes:

"The saints have no fixed mind, they take the people's heart as their own. This princess is just a drop in the ocean, and I can only help the people in their suffering. However, I have received your kindness and protection. I hope that the people of the grassland will prosper and ride their horses to the plains. The people of the Central Plains, this princess will definitely take you back home!"

The tribesmen were all grateful. Xuanli and Batuyue looked at each other and said with a smile, "Thank you, Princess. We will be able to return home soon."

"Sister Princess!" Everyone looked in the direction of the voice. The child was wearing a black cotton dress, with a rosy face and a white fox hat. Mu Jinan squatted down to look at him, and felt that he looked familiar. He said in surprise:

"Jing Gui'an, are you Jing Gui'an?"

Jing Gui'an sobbed. He never thought that someone he had met would remember him. Although he was young, he was very smart. He just couldn't outrun the slave owner. Until the lucky star fell on the grassland, he held Mu Jin'an's cheek:

"Beautiful sister, you haven't taken Qing Ruo yet. You are the last person in Sheng'an City who spoke to me. I always remember this sentence. I can follow you back to my hometown."

Mu Jinan's eyes were filled with tears. Such a young child was trafficked to the grassland and had no way to escape. She touched his little hand with heartache. The frostbite marks were still there. She warmed his cold face:

"Sister will definitely take you back. Your mother is waiting for you."

Xue Xiang, Zhao Ji, Bai Danggui and Chang Sheng heard the news and all the soldiers came to the tent. Seeing that Mu Jinan and Li Jingye woke up safely, they held back their tears. Without the two of them, the Shiyan Army would have lost its faith. They trained hard and guarded against Li Yuanyang, and finally saw that they were safe and sound.

Xue Xiang could not show a vulnerable look. He was completely convinced by Mu Jinan at this moment and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Killing Flame Army is waiting for you and Prince Xi every day."

"Thank you for your concern, soldiers. Prince Xi is fine. Once the household registration is completed, we will return to Sheng'an City." Li Jingye walked to the side and the crowd dispersed. He motioned for Zhang Zhenguang and several soldiers from Zezhou to enter the tent and asked in a low voice, "Li Yuanyang's troops should be more than 70,000. Has he made any unusual moves recently?"

Zezhou shook his head. It was rare to see a woman as smart as Mu Yun. If she hadn't defected to the enemy, she would have been a good helper. He looked embarrassed:

"The afterimage found out that Li Yuanyang studied and practiced martial arts until midnight every day. He read the Art of War, the Four Books and the Five Classics, and often arranged troops and battle formations."

"Especially Mu Yun. When the three armies were fighting that day, she was just standing far away, but she remembered your formation and taught it to Li Yuanyang."

"Li Yuanyang has a new strategist named Cao Rui. He was a student of Master Meng and later became a disciple of Cui Hengling. He came here three months ago. This man should not be underestimated."