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

Mu Jinan was stunned. He didn't want a child, but she did. She was unhappy:

"Jingye, don't you like me?"

Li Jingye lowered his eyes and stared at her. He could no longer hold back in his heart. He was extremely restrained and scanned her body with deep eyes, as if he could see through her clothes. In three lives, only this one could kiss her. His Adam's apple moved and he smiled seductively:

"There is still a tough battle to fight. If you are pregnant, it will be too dangerous. It is precisely because I like you that I want to wait until we get married and have our wedding night."

"If your mother were still alive, she would also hope that after we get married, I can't just care about my own happiness. You are a woman, and I should think about you."

Mu Jinan's eyes lit up. He was so considerate and gentle. She twisted the jade pendant with her fingers. For some reason, she always wanted to lean on him since she woke up. She felt particularly at ease.

"Jingye, you are a true gentleman, so let's wait until we get married."

A voice came from outside the tent: "Cousin!"

Li Jingye looked displeased when she heard the familiar voice. She hurriedly lifted the curtain, and several tall figures covered her petite body. The people who came were Nangong Yu and Gu Wenxuan, both of them had grim expressions.

"It's late at night, why are you here?" Mu Jinan looked at the two men and was puzzled. "Is there any news from the court?"

"Humph, you want me to sleep somewhere else." Li Jingye did not raise his eyes, still with the oppressive majesty of King Liang, "I and my wife must sleep on the same bed every night."

Mu Jinan blushed, and he became more and more straightforward. She lowered her head in shame and quickly covered his mouth: "Don't talk nonsense."

Gu Wenxuan pulled Mu Jinan up and motioned her to go out for a while. She had no choice but to leave. Li Jingye glanced at him and said angrily:

"Gu Wenxuan, you are getting bolder and bolder. Do you dare to take action in front of me?"

Gu Wenxuan was sitting next to him. He didn't want to restrict too much, but he was worried about the emperor's conspiracy. The young man was not as carefree as before, but was particularly admiring and loyal:

"I know that you, Li Jingye, can be both a wise and powerful king and an invincible general. You are a benevolent man who regards the suffering of the people as your own and dedicates yourself to serving the people. You are also a minister who has made plans for the governance of the country for three generations and the subsequent kings have followed your orders."

"Li Jingye alone can rival thousands of men and ministers, not only because of your extraordinary wisdom, but also because of your hard work and diligence. When you were eleven years old and suffering from a terminal illness, you still helped the poor and the needy, devoted all your energy, and never put down your books for a day."

"It's not that the emperor and the nobles are stupid, but that you have a mind that can accommodate all rivers, and you can respond to all kinds of situations at any moment. You keep silent and stay silent, and you should be cautious. You make smart people feel ashamed of themselves, and they will want to get rid of you."

"A civil official longs for a clear breeze, a general kills his enemies on the battlefield with his sword, and abandons life and death to follow a wise ruler. I, Gu Wenxuan, believe that only you, Li Jingye, can be the king of the people. In the past, I wanted to kill you for my cousin, but now that my cousin depends on you, I will go through fire and water for you, even if it means my death."

"But you must never let her down. You must give her all the honor and respect she needs. She must not be wronged or suffer any more."

"In my heart, the people are important, my brothers are important, and my cousin is also important. Even if we die, we must take her back and break the marriage order. It's time to clear the court, get rid of the treacherous and the orthodox."

The young man's voice was like a loud bell, and his words came from the heart. The candlelight reflected in Gu Wenxuan's eyes, and he was very frank in his words, and he was ready to die at any time.

Li Jingye's eyes flashed with gratitude, thinking that Gu Wenxuan could really die for Mu Jinan. He stared coldly at Nangong Yu, thinking that it was time to settle old scores, and murderous intent surged in his eyes:

"It's just that unfortunately, someone else heard it. The secret was successful, but the words failed. Nangong Yu, you poisoned me. How do you want to die?"

Nangong Yu raised his eyes and looked at the young prince in front of him. He was always suppressed by Li Jingye's frankness and strategic planning. His love for Mu Jinan was no less than Li Jingye's, but not as passionate and affectionate as Li Jingye's. Guilt flashed in his eyes:

"As you wish! There is no point in living if I can't have her."

Gu Wenxuan glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and saw that he actually took his life so lightly.

A silver light reflected in his pupils. Nangong Yu felt a chill on his neck. A tall figure was pressing down on him. He did not dare to look at Li Jingye. He lowered his eyes with a faint smile on his lips:

"Before I die, I just want to know, did she ever say she liked you? Was she helpless at the beginning, or did she have some intention of marrying me?"

Li Jingye raised the blade, blood slowly slid down, he clearly remembered Mu Jinan said when he lost his memory, my cousin is rich enough to rival a country, if I marry him, I will have endless money, and I can have several children...

Since the first day Li Jingye met Mu Jinan, all she said was that she wanted to marry Nangong Yu. She said it many times, and every sentence was about how great my cousin was.

Li Jingye knows Mu Jinan well. She will not jump back and forth between men. She always thinks about the people. She will not tell Nangong Yu that she really wanted to marry him. Li Jingye's eyes are filled with murderous intent:

"Mu Jinan told me that you forced her to do that. She never wanted to marry you. She had no choice but to get married."

"I hate the person who poisoned me to the core. For five whole years, this poison has made me suffer unbearable pain and torture. I once swore to kill my enemy with my own hands. Today is the day you, Nangong Yu, will die."

Nangong Yu smiled with relief, a look of satisfaction, and closed his eyes calmly waiting for death: "It seems that she said she wanted to marry me. I, Nangong Yu, will die without regrets. It was me who poisoned her. Go ahead."

A murderous aura shuttled through the tent, and the Sky Sword was swung forcefully towards Nangong Yu's neck.

“Stop!” A camellia red shadow rushed into the tent. Mu Jinan pounced on Nangong Yu in fear. The sword blade landed on her neck. She seemed to have lost her heartbeat and her eyes were dull.

Li Jingye immediately withdrew his hand. His pupils were extremely shocked. He looked at her in disbelief. Jealousy and worry filled his heart. The fingers holding the Sky Sword were shaking. He was angry:

"You dare to block the sword? Are you willing to risk your life for him?"

Mu Jinan came back to her senses and realized that she was not dead yet. She placed her fingertips on the back of Li Jingye's hand holding the sword. Seeing his extremely angry expression, she pulled his arm hard:

"Jingye, don't hurt my cousin. He didn't poison him. I was the one who poisoned him. If you want to kill someone, kill me."

Several people looked at her in surprise. Gu Wenxuan frowned and snatched the Sky Sword from Li Jingye, looking worried: "Cousin, don't say that."

Mu Jinan picked up the gauze and pressed the wound on the side of Nangong Yu's neck. He hadn't been so close to Mu Jinan for a long time. It seemed like he had returned to the past. The young man's eyes flashed with a dark look of satisfaction:

"Jin'er, it turns out that you can't bear to leave me, and you still care about me."

The white fingers fell on Li Jingye's eyes, and his eyes became more sinister and violent. He was still standing here, and Mu Jinan was so good to Nangong Yu. Jealousy and hatred shuttled through his blood. He couldn't believe what she just said:

"Why did you poison? How did you poison me?"

Mu Jinan lowered his eyes guiltily and continued to help Nangong Yu apply pressure on the wound. He glanced at Li Jingye:

"When I was ten years old, I dreamed that your father killed my mother. I hired assassins and sneaked into the palace. I put cold poison in the osmanthus cake you ate, and gave you two bottles of poison, saying that one bottle was an antidote."

Li Jingye's body stiffened for a moment, helplessness and hatred flashed across his lips. The year he was poisoned, he endured the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart, his blood was ice-cold, his life was worse than death during the day, and at night, he was too cold to fall asleep and struggled to death.

During the past five years, the poison had attacked him twice a month. Li Jingye was tortured so much that mist covered his eyes and he felt so painful that he couldn't breathe.

"You did this just because of a dream? Or are you taking the blame on yourself to protect this man? Aren't you afraid that I will leave you? Can't he heal the wound himself?"

Mu Jinan let go. She was so frightened that she couldn't speak. Self-blame and guilt welled up in her eyes, and tears flowed like pearls from a broken string:

"I'm sorry, Jingye, can you forgive me?"

Mu Jinan approached him and only dared to hold his hand. She looked into Li Jingye's scarlet, sinister and aggrieved eyes, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Li Jingye lowered his eyes and looked at her carefully. It turned out that she was the one who did it. He took away her hand that was tightly holding his and tried to stay rational:

"When did you remember? Why should I forgive you? Is it because I love you?"

Mu Jinan lowered his eyes guiltily: "I will remember it when I wake up from the coma."

Li Jingye's heart stagnated, and a self-deprecating smile flashed across the corners of his lips. It turned out that she had reminded him at that time to ask him to forgive this matter. It was five years of unbearable pain. She just said these two words lightly. What made him sad was not that she had hidden it from him, but that he still couldn't wait for a word from her from the heart until now.

Li Jingye walked straight out of the tent, and Zezhou Yunchi followed behind him. He just heard clearly outside the tent that it was indeed her who poisoned her. The hatred in the two men's eyes was so strong that they wanted to kill her a thousand times.

They saw with their own eyes that when the poison took effect, Li Jingye became like a withered tree, his blood was as cold as ice, his skin was cut by six petals of ice and was covered in blood, and there was not an inch of healthy skin on his body. He curled up on the floor and trembled in so much pain.

Zezhou spoke up for Li Jingye, saying that he could submit to Mu Jinan, but only if she didn't hurt Li Jingye. He looked angry:

"Your Majesty, didn't you say you wanted to kill the person who poisoned her? If you can't do it, I will kill her."

Yun Chi followed behind him, clenching his fists. Mu Jinan believed that he had saved her life. It was she who risked her life to take him away from the emperor, but when he was young, Li Huaijin saved him and gave him a chance to live. He would always remember the great favor. Although he was older than Li Jingye, he regarded the prince, who was born in a noble family but sharpened his sword and suffered hardships, as a brother in his heart. His eyes were determined:

"My Lord, where are you going? I will follow you through thick and thin."

The cold wind from the grassland blew up Li Jingye's black hair. The moonlight illuminated his cold face. He felt lonely and sad. The only sound on the quiet grassland was his receding footsteps.

"Return to Sheng'an City."

Yun Chi shouted, "Our prince is going back to Sheng'an City. Prince Xi, goodbye."

Mu Jinan stood in the distance and watched Li Jingye walk away. His figure became increasingly blurry, and she became increasingly panicked:

"Gu Wenxuan, will he take the Flame Killing Army with him? Will he leave me alone?"

Gu Wenxuan was stunned. He knew that this poison hurt Li Jingye deeply, but he didn't know that it was Mu Jinan who poisoned him. Jiang Yanqing, Yun Chi and others knew it. His eyes were dim:

"It's okay, I'm here."

When they approached the tent, Mu Jinan took out a letter written by Li Jingye in the past, frowned slightly, and her brain worked rapidly. She looked at Nangong Yu and stammered:

"Cousin, I have used up all my poison. Please give me some Half Moon Love Poison. I can't go back without soldiers. I have to make him like me."

Nangong Yu looked up in surprise, his cheeks flushed. When had his cousin been so straightforward? He had no choice but to take out a bottle of poison and give it to her, and also gave her the antidote.

Mu Jinan picked up her sword, put on her cloak, and hurriedly ran out of the tent to look for Li Jingye. The cold wind made her face hurt. She walked away with a lantern in her hand, and she could no longer see Li Jingye.

Mu Jinan had no choice but to whistle to attract Zhan Xiaobai and Xue Zhengyue, then mounted his horse. In the past, he had always followed her, given her the official relative record, protected her in front of Emperor Ming, taught her swordsmanship, and gave her the most precious soldiers and horses.

But she had poisoned him five years ago, causing him to suffer for five years. Mu Jinan could not express his feelings and always wanted to save his own life, with justice and the people in his heart.

But she remembered that after the victory, when she burned the indentures of all slaves, her heart was filled with a throbbing she had never felt before. Wonderful emotions invaded every inch of her blood like a tide. The abyss in her heart disappeared, and the thirteen petals of the peony blossomed together in full bloom.

Joy to the heart!

Today, it is Mu Jinan's turn to chase her husband.

Gu Wenxuan and Nangong Yu were worried about her, so they followed her. They searched for half an hour in the dark, and even the deer on the grassland were awakened. They even went to the military camp and the tents of the death squads to look for Li Jingye, but they couldn't find him.

Mu Jinan thought that since he didn't take away his soldiers, it seemed that he was not so cruel to her. But the more he thought so, the more guilty she felt. She was worried that he might be in danger, so she sent many people to search for him on the grassland.

Li Yuanyang was also woken up. When he learned that Mu Jinan was looking for Li Jingye, he laughed so hard that his body shook. He followed her and occasionally said a few sour words:

"Princess, all men are like this. King Liang is also a heartless man. You have chosen the wrong man. It's fine if he leaves. It's so cold, don't freeze to death. Go back to the tent and rest."

Mu Jinan glanced at him and said, "Li Yuanyang, don't follow me."

Behind a hidden tent, there were several slender figures on the green and yellow grass. They were secretly watching everything. This person had deep eyes and a confident smile on his lips:

"Your Highness, we got it. Didn't you say you wanted to go back to Sheng'an City?" This person was Yun Chi.

Zezhou stole a glance at Li Jingye and asked cautiously, "Your Majesty, we have been standing here for an hour."

Li Jingye crossed his arms in front of him, looking at the torches and red stars in the distance. His dark and cold face finally showed a smile:

"Tell her to look for another half an hour and ask Meiluo to get her another cloak."

Zezhou was stunned. She had been poisoned and tortured for five years, and Mu Jinan couldn't be found for two hours. Li Jingye felt sorry for her suffering from the cold, so he had no choice but to order Xianyu to deliver a cloak.

When the cloak was handed to Mu Jinan, the light of wisdom flashed in her eyes. She turned around and rode towards the king's tent. Gu Wenxuan, Nangong Yu and Li Yuanyang followed closely behind her.

The moonlight shone on his tall body. Li Jingye was wearing a jade-green robe, which was particularly bright in the dark night. He looked at her with a wronged and unhappy expression.

Mu Jinan jumped off her horse and approached him. It turned out that he had not gone far and was standing at the tent. Did he hear about the soldiers and the love poison? She held his wrist tightly and looked at him seductively:

"Jingye, did you forget to take your sword? Then you can rest for a night and come back to Sheng'an City another day. We will enter the tent."

Li Jingye lowered his eyes, the little fox's thoughts were written in his eyes. He still had his arms folded in front of him, his face stern, and snorted:

"Honey trap?"

Mu Jinan was stunned. She really couldn't escape his eyes. She smiled more shyly and punched his chest with her little fist, her voice also tender:

"Jingye, are you willing to fall into the trap?"