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

Li Jingye glanced at the people next to him. Are they standing here to watch the show? The boy's eyes suddenly became deep, with a three-point sly smile and a seven-point genuine smile:

"kiss Me."

Mu Jinan's smile was stiff, his heart was beating like a drum, and he stammered, "Here, with so many people watching?"

Li Jingye looked leisurely, with his eyes lowered and no words spoken. When he saw that she did not move, he immediately walked away.

Mu Jinan was stunned. Why did he leave again? She was at a loss as to what to do. She stared at his back and shouted:

"Li Jingye, I like you."

The cold wind was still, the bright moon was casting a shadow over the green sky, love was born in the spring, shock and joy filled Li Jingye's heart. He had begged humbly for these words of love that he had longed for day and night, and had plotted against her in a sinister way, but she had not heard them.

It was a bright moonlit night with a clear breeze. In front of many rivals in love, Mu Jinan's gentle voice fell into his ears, like a gurgling stream that moistened the dry roots in his heart.

Spring comes out of dead trees!

Li Yuanyang gritted her teeth. After all, she still liked Li Jingye. He had done too many things to let her down and almost insulted and killed the woman who helped him find his mother's belongings.

He admired Mu Jinan's tenacity, wisdom, and great talent, and gradually developed feelings for her. During this time, Li Yuanyang was also learning how to be a benevolent and wise prince, but it was all too late. In her heart, she hated him to the core.

Nangong Yu's eyes were filled with jealousy. The letter of a thousand words expressed his love for her. This was what he had always dreamed of. He regretted the drugs that controlled her. The ten-year bond suddenly dissipated at this moment.

Li Jingye's eyes flashed with secret satisfaction. He strode forward without paying any attention to the others. His tall figure loomed over Mu Jinan's head. His eyes were full of passion and surprise. He held her cheeks gently with both hands:

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again."

Mu Jinan blinked and smiled gently, "Jingye, I like you. I want to tell you when we win the battle."

Li Jingye showed a charming smile. It turned out that she liked him at that time. She was very excited:

"This prince wants to kiss the princess. If you want to watch the show, just stand outside and listen."

"Ah!" Mu Jinan took a step into the air, and her slender waist was hugged tightly by him. Li Jingye carried her into the tent with one hand. The candlelight reflected on the screen, and the charming spring scenery in the red tent was pitiful. The young man's eyes turned into flames, greedy and gentle.

Even in the dim light, one could see her skin as white as jade and clear as a sheet of jade. She became more and more plump, and her shy appearance was reflected in Li Jingye's fiery and misty eyes. His heart was beating fast, and she pressed her lips against his, secretly watching his confused look.

Mu Jinan responded to him gently, her arms climbing up his neck, more actively than before. Li Jingye stroked her cheek with his fingertips and brushed her long black hair, his voice low and magnetic:

"Call me husband, and let me see your wound."

"The wound has healed. We'll see when we consummate the marriage." Mu Jinan covered her clothes tightly. It seemed that there was no need to use love poison. If she still didn't want to call him like this, it would be too heartless. She said shyly, "Husband."

The word "husband" made him panic. Li Jingye's heart was pounding. His eyes were blazing and his voice was overbearing:

"Madam, please kiss me for a little longer. You must be punished for being so perfunctory."

"What punishment?" Mu Jinan was stunned. She picked up a few strands of his black hair with her fingers. "Want to compete in swordsmanship? I can't beat you."

Li Jingye held her hand tightly, and then let her see his wounds, two arrow scars. His eyes were dark and suppressed:

"If you blow on the wound, it will stop hurting. If you kiss me, I will forget about your poisoning."

Mu Jinan's heart sank. It was so easy. He could forgive her like this. Her cheeks flushed. She put her lips close to his wound and exhaled gently.

Li Jingye's skin was numb, and he looked at the little rabbit in his arms with heavy and aggressive eyes, wishing he could possess it right now. She gave him a light kiss on his wound, and he felt as if an electric current passed through his body, and fire was running wild in his body. He thought to himself:

"This little girl is so tempting. I can't help myself. I want to consummate my marriage with her right now. My body is so hot, and that part is so..."

Mu Jinan accidentally noticed that his earlobes were red. Although she didn't understand, she could see that he was nervous and wanted to eat him up. She smiled smugly in her heart and thought to herself:

"Li Jingye, let's see how long you can hold back. His skin still smells fragrant, and he has a great body. He's so handsome, I won't lose out if I kiss him a few more times."

Mu Jinan's lips fell on another wound of his, this time the kiss was heavier, and she stole a glance at his fingers out of the corner of her eye. He held her waist tightly with one hand and the quilt tightly with the other, with a confused look on his face.

Li Jingye could no longer bear such a gentle kiss. His lips were dry and he wondered if there was still the scent of osmanthus wine on her lips. He kissed her harder and harder.

Mu Jinan was pressed to the point of suffocation by him, but for some reason, she particularly liked him kissing her so hard tonight, she could feel it clearly.

Li Jingye loves her very much. He tries to tell her through a passionate kiss that he can't lose Mu Jinan. His magnetic and ambiguous voice is very touching:

"Yaoyao, I really want to rub you into my body, hold you tight every day, feed you, comb your hair beautifully, give you all the money and soldiers, so that you don't have to worry at all."

Mu Jinan responded to him enthusiastically. She didn't know why, but her whole body became hotter and hotter. She wanted to get closer to him. He was always the one who took the initiative.

"Ah!" Mu Jinan suddenly turned over and looked down at the handsome young man. He imitated his seductive and domineering look and raised his chin with his finger:

"Jingye is a gentleman. I have never flirted with a handsome young man. Tonight, we will not consummate our marriage, but we can kiss each other more freely to repay Brother Huaijin for saving my life in the previous life."

Li Jingye looked confused and infatuated. It was unbelievable and he was looking forward to it. She actually called him Brother Huaijin. It was too rare. The God of Hope raised his eyes to look at the girl above him. Her pair of peach blossom eyes were particularly charming, and her fingers even touched his wound.

Although Li Jingye is a man, his skin is not as fair and glowing as Mu Jinan's, but at this moment, his skin is rosy and his eyes reveal the shyness of a young man:

"Yaoyao, I'll let you kiss wherever you want."

Mu Jinan smiled carefreely, feeling a sense of conquest. She was extremely happy in her heart. She kissed him more than ten times like a little rabbit eating a carrot.

Li Jingye could no longer resist, and lay on the couch, his fingers clenching the quilt, enjoying her kiss, one hand on her neck, and said in a domineering and low voice:

"Yaoyao, the point."

Mu Jinan satisfied his request, but she felt that he was always pressing against her. She didn't understand why, so she shifted her gaze and saw that the wrinkles on her clothes were very large. She was shy and curious:

"Jingye, what's wrong with you?"

These words were too tempting. Li Jingye turned over easily and looked at her with interest, not hiding the desire in his eyes at all:

"If I don't react when you kiss me like this, I'm sick."

Mu Jinan held his face with both hands. Ever since she said she liked him, she had other subtle emotions in her heart. The girl flirted openly:

"What kind of reaction? I haven't seen it yet. You look like a beast full of desire. How can you look like a gentleman who can remain calm when a woman's wooing you?"

Li Jingye's heart was pounding. From the moment she said she liked him to the moment she kissed him hard, his blood was boiling. He thought to himself:

"I'm infatuated with her every word. If she says a few more words during the marriage, won't I go crazy?"

Li Jingye rubbed her cheek with his fingertips, as if unwilling to lose and wanted to give her the most genuine reaction, using some strength.

It was obvious that Mu Jinan's eyes were dull for a moment, she bit her lips lightly, hugged him shyly, and hid in his arms. He liked her more and more, and felt uncomfortable. His forehead was covered with sweat, and the fire in his eyes saw through every inch of her skin:

"Mu Yaoruo, I remember last time, when I was shot by an arrow, I asked you to wipe my body, but you missed one spot, which is the reaction here. How come you are so bold today that you not only dare to ask, but also dare to look?"

Mu Jinan had been on the battlefield before and had become very brave. She didn’t want to lose to him, so she looked both brave and shy:

"What's there to be afraid of? Just look. Be generous. This princess will stare at me with wide eyes..."

"Hmm..." Before she could finish, Li Jingye pushed harder. Mu Jinan could clearly feel that her boldness just now disappeared in an instant. She closed her eyes to avoid him, with her cheek pressed against his neck.

Li Jingye didn't want her to hide. He wanted to see how the stubborn little girl would admit defeat. He placed his fingers on her cheek and looked into her eyes intensely. He was no longer the one who was trying to hold back the anger just now. He teased her with a wicked smile:

"You're giving up already? How can you bear it after we get married?"

After hearing this, Mu Jinan was stunned, thinking, is this matter very terrifying? Why can't she bear it? She seemed to have really lost. Feeling him moving back and forth, she actually had a tingling sensation.

"If I also take off my clothes, it's hard to say who will admit defeat."

Li Jingye pressed against her chest. This time, he felt Mu Jinan's heartbeat like a drum. The young man could no longer describe his excitement tonight, but he was about to suffocate. It turned out that it was so difficult to remain calm in a woman's arms. When she was dressed neatly, he became obsessed and frowned slightly:

"Mu Yaoruo, don't challenge me. You will be the one who suffers."

Mu Jinan became more and more interested. Seeing him suppress the desire in his body, he couldn't help but tease him and start to play tricks:

"Li Jingye, I want to conquer you too."

Before Li Jingye could react, she pinched his arm with her fingers. In fact, it was not true. The hot-blooded young man was stunned for a moment, gradually panicked, and countless aggressions flashed in his eyes. She pinched him harder, and he closed his eyes to endure it. He pounded the couch with his fists, and said in a low and forbearing tone of madness:

"Mu Yaoruo, don't move."

Mu Jinan refused to listen to him. She was very competitive now. Seeing him restraining himself made her feel distressed. She felt strange and moved close to him, imitating his movements. She said with a sly smile:

"Li Jingye, say you lose."

Li Jingye's pupils suddenly lost focus as if his whole body was trembling with electricity. He tried to restrain himself from moving away, but his greed instinctively prevented him from moving closer. A deep and heavy voice rang in her ears:

"I won't lose. When we get married, I'll do it five times a night as punishment for you poisoning me and making me suffer for five years. You'd better not cry, that way you'll win."

Mu Jinan was stunned. She retracted her hand, her eyes a little scared, and said in disbelief:

"Five times? Why am I crying?"

Li Jingye hugged her tightly, patted her back gently, and coaxed her to sleep:

"Didn't I tell you that I'm strong, and in my heart, you're just a little girl. The more I love you, the more I won't touch you, at least until you're sixteen."

Mu Jinan thought back to the night when Hu Yulou redeemed herself. That was their first meeting. Li Jingye knew that she had delivered the poison, so he took her back to the palace. He was filled with hatred all the way. When entering the palace, he also roughly pulled her wrist, hurting it.

He carried her around and threw her on the floor in the inner hall. She hated him so much at that time. He didn't know how to be gentle with women and only wanted to have sex with her. After being poisoned by the love poison for half a month, he also wanted to possess her.

It turns out that love and not love are so clear. When you don’t love her, you only have desire for her. When you love her, love and care overcome desire.

Mu Jinan thought that this was the reward she got for her efforts in promoting peace between the two races in two lifetimes, and the title of prince was not worth mentioning.

The honor worth mentioning is Li Jingye, he is the best gift God has given her.

"Jingye, forever and ever, may your wish come true."

Li Jingye kissed her forehead, twisted her hair and tucked it behind her ears, his expression was extremely serious:

"Yao Ruo, morning and night, year after year, peace and tranquility."

Li Jingye waved his sleeves. The candlelight behind the screen was dim, and he could vaguely see that his eyes were dark. This was the most uncomfortable time he had ever endured. The beautiful girl in his arms was looking at him tenderly until she could no longer see him clearly.

Mu Jinan still liked to curl up her knees and snuggle in his arms when resting, just like before. Although Li Jingye was patient, he was reluctant to let her go. In the middle of the night, the sound of her deep breathing in her sleep could be heard.

Li Jingye couldn't sleep at night. He recalled the scene of her tragic death countless times in his mind, and tears welled up in his eyes until they soaked the pillow.

He stood up, lit the lamp, wrote the letter, and beat his heart with his fist. His heart ached as if it was cut by a knife. He thought to himself:

"My heart aches. How could she bear such pain? She was pregnant, but he poisoned her and made her mute, scratched her face, chopped off half of her arm, and beheaded her for sacrifice. The evildoer Li Yuanyang was so cruel that he even tore her apart. I will tear him into pieces."

Frost shadows fall on the earth, spring green dreams of peach red, the south wind does not understand the north's will, the cold wind from the grassland slaps his stiff body, Li Jingye looks dazed, staggers, looks up at the waning moon, the moonlight shines on his collapsed and aching eyes, the corners of the boy's eyes are red from crying.

There was a tiny gap at the corner of the tent, and a pair of eyes were staring at the grief-stricken figure of the young man in the dark night. Mu Jinan hid behind the curtain with red eyes. She didn't know what had happened to him and why he didn't tell her, and why he was hiding outside crying late at night.

Li Jingye's figure gradually went away. Mu Jinan did not dare to chase him. She thought quietly:

"I only remember that I fell off a cliff and died under a peach tree. According to the original text, I was beheaded and had twins. Did I really experience this in my previous life? Did Li Jingye see it? He didn't want to consummate the marriage with me. Did he mind this?"

In the dark night, a crystal clear tear fell from her eye socket and dripped onto her dress. Mu Jinan was at a loss as she looked at the blurry and disappearing figure outside the tent:

"Is he leaving?"

..

The bird of prey swooped down from the vast sky, holding a piece of bloody meat in its mouth. The Haidong Green Eagle Xiao circled beside the young man and followed the crowd.

Dozens of cold sword shadows and thousands of blood shadows engulfed the green and yellow grass. Li Jingye's eyes were filled with murderous intent. The Sky Sword in his hand was like a divine axe, splitting the barrier that protected the evildoers.

The warriors were no match for Li Jingye. More than a dozen of them fell down quickly. The curtain was lifted, and the young man sitting on the battlefield was ready to fight. Li Yuanyang looked up at the young man. He was suppressed by him, but he was unwilling to surrender. He sneered:

"It seems you have remembered."