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

Yuan Qinghe had been imprisoned in Taizhou for many years and now wanted to find something fun to do. His knowledge was more than enough to teach these children, so he smiled and said:

"Now that I am here, I also want to go to the school to teach the children. Your Highnesses, please discuss this first."

Mu Jinan said, "Prime Minister Yuan, take care."

There were only two of them left in the main hall. Xie Chibei still remembered that when he went to Lingnan to check the military rations last time, Mu Jinan was trapped in a water dungeon with a weak breath, and he was also in danger in Li Yuanyang's tent.

He didn't want Mu Jinan to leave his sight. She had been having nightmares these past few days. Imperial Doctor Xue had been treating her carefully, but her cough had not yet healed.

Xie Chibei looked down at her expression and said, "I'm worried about you being alone. Let Yun Ting send a letter to Heyuan as fast as possible, asking Wang Rui to come here."

Mu Jinan pulled his long hair gently with one hand, then stroked the ugly peach blossom embroidered on his sleeve, raised his eyes and looked at him: "Your Highness, Wang Rui will not come to Youzhou, he will only think it is a Hongmen Banquet. If a war breaks out in the future, you and I must not be together every day."

"I have Doctor Xue, Xue Xiang, and Hong Si in Youzhou. I have nothing to worry about."

"Only when this ends quickly and the world is at peace, can I pick flowers to give to you and wish you a happy life."

"Yao Ruo, don't call me Your Highness." Xie Chibei held her cheeks with both hands. Her pale face had swallowed up all his patience, and the spring breeze made him anxious and melancholy.

Mu Jinan was clearly standing in front of him, but he felt as if the breeze was passing through his fingers, taking away all traces of her.

The bright star fell into the deep sea and lost its luster. She was about to drown in the upstream current where there was no boat to cross, and he could not find the small figure of Mu Jinan asking for help.

Mu Jinan did not have the opportunity to read much. She had no teacher and no home of her own. All she had was fifteen years of suffering, life and death torment, endless enemies and conspiracies.

She was hiding a secret and planning a risky move that even he was afraid of. He was willing to be Mu Jinan's pawn, but she called him "Your Highness" in a distant manner.

Mu Jinan likes to listen to the teacher's teachings because he can learn from books how to protect himself and escape from death traps, and he can also learn how to save others with great love and kindness when he hopes for a quick death.

Sharing the suffering of others brings numb happiness.

Xie Chibei used to want Mu Jinan to stand in the Xuan Zheng Hall to change the laws for women, enforce the law impartially, write for the people, and wield the sword for the soldiers, so that she can realize her ideal of stabilizing the country and get the reward she deserves.

What worries him most now is Mu Jinan's physical condition which has been damaged by the residual poison. Every time Doctor Xue takes his pulse, his face is filled with gloom.

Xie Chibei has tried to ask Mu Jinan about her past many times, but she always said nothing happened. He could not enter her dreams for fifteen years, so he could only sit beside her at night and listen to her shouting "Save me" in fear again and again.

She was alert even in her dreams, and she didn't dare to say anything else except the words "save me".

Nangong Yu's mouth was as tight as a splint. Xie Chibei had undoubtedly beaten Nangong Yu once. Nangong Yu avoided him with a bruised face and followed Gu Wenxuan and others to measure the fields.

When he was young, Xie Chibei didn't even know what goodbye was. His father lay in the cold coffin, separated from him forever, until the deep hatred and longing filled his body, drowning all his hopes.

Xie Chibei then realized that there is no farewell in life, only farewell in death. The living have no hope of living, and the dead will never say "goodbye" again.

He dug out Jiang Yanqing, a loyal official who was buried alive in the snow while trying to find out hundreds of taels of embezzled silver. That night, there was no time to grow up. It was the cold and cruel way of killing that made these teenagers put away their rebelliousness, serve the people with passion, and resist the darkness.

Xie Chibei had no choice but to keep a low profile and endure. It was obvious that after many years, he thought that Jiang Yanqing would finally get his due and the country would be peaceful and prosperous, but he died in March when spring came again and was buried in the wilderness without a tombstone.

The child prodigy who topped the list at the age of twelve and had the talent to become a prime minister died under the influence of a treacherous and stupid emperor. His cousin would occasionally appear in his dreams and say that it was too cold and too scary to be in the snow.

Xie Chibei dug his hands into the sword, which was covered in blood, but still couldn't find any trace of his cousin. He was too afraid of this kind of silent death.

"Have you been to Western Xinjiang? Where is Nangong Xu? How did Lin Huaisheng die? Have you seen Chang Dubing? Where is the pepper burned by the Juex caravan?" Xie Chibei rested his forehead on Mu Jinan's brow and moved left and right. His nose rubbed against her nose bridge, and his lips moved slightly closer to her: "Don't lie to me."

"No, I don't know. You should go to Heyuan as soon as possible. I will wait for you to come back. I won't lie to you. I found..." Mu Jinan suddenly avoided his lips.

"It's just a lie, but don't swear, okay? I just want you to be safe." Xie Chibei hugged her waist and refused to let go, pressing the back of her head with one hand, "Don't hide."

He lowered his head and kissed her lips which were filled with the bitter taste of medicine. Such painful memories were her suffering, the ice on the snowy mountains that could not be melted in the spring, and the nightmares that cut deep into her soul every night. Those memories tortured her helpless regrets.

She wanted to save everyone, but the conspiracy was slowly strangling her struggle.

Mu Jinan's eyes were filled with his wet eyelashes. If swords were weapons that killed people, then Xie Chibei's tears were the remedy that pierced her depressed nightmares. All medicines are poisonous. He saw the most humiliating side of her, but she could not refuse the poison that made her addicted.

Every night when Mu Jinan woke up, he could see Xie Chibei's eyes. Those eyes were filled with "I want to save you, I just want you to say it."

She felt that she was disturbing Xie Chibei and wanted him to sleep in another room, but he always wanted to sleep with his arms around her. There were dozens of guards around the yard.

Xie Chibei told her: "Don't be afraid, Yaoruo, don't be afraid even in your dreams."

Mu Jinan felt secure lying in his arms. After a long time, the cold wind drifting in the mountains would look up at the bright light in the sky, chasing the sun, moon and stars that could not shine into the dark cave.

While everyone is looking at the sun and the moon, she can also pick the stars!

Mu Jinan's relaxed brows slightly frowned, and she closed her eyes before the tear fell. A lover's tears are always somewhat humble. She is a proud person and does not want to shed tears in love.

Mu Jinan stood on tiptoe, raised her head and moved close to his lips. She felt the breath emanating from Xie Chibei's lips, which was full of heartache, fear, repression, anger, love for her, and impatience.

"Yao Ruo, I have prepared the betrothal gifts. Let's get married first. It will only take a few days, okay?"

Mu Jinan opened her pearly teeth and bit his lip. A tear flowed down her eyelashes in reluctance to part. The sweet kiss could not relieve the bitterness of missing him before they even parted.

Under the eaves of dark clouds and rain, raindrops formed curtains, scenes of farewell, withered pear blossoms and splashed mud.

Mu Jinan wanted to give Xie Chibei a good kiss, so she clumsily moved her mouth towards his lips, imitating the way he did not allow anyone to touch her, bully her, and kissed her madly every time, and she bit and kissed him hard.

"Hmm..." Xie Chibei was obviously caught by her fierce attack. She had not allowed him to kiss her recently, and she had never been so passionate. The more this happened, the more afraid he was of losing her.

Xie Chibei held the long-awaited Xiguang tightly in his arms. The dense spring breeze blew her tears. He caught this painful and passionate love bead on his nose, and his lips greedily moved closer, panting softly, "Let's get married."

Mu Jinan suddenly pushed him away and took out the headband hidden in her sleeve. This was her red bead. She tied the headband for Xie Chibei.

"Your Highness, please go to Heyuan first. When the world is stable, I will be your wife. I will not swear or lie to you."