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

Li Huaijin was gasping for breath. He was not pretending. He was in unbearable pain.

"Maybe it was because of the wind today that I caught a cold."

Mu Jinan asked worriedly, "Then why don't you go back to the tent and rest?"

Li Huaijin shook his head slightly and said weakly: "I'll just rest here for a while."

Seeing that he looked a little haggard, Mu Jinan sat down and thought to himself:

"Is the prince not feeling well?"

She wanted to feel his pulse, but she retracted her hand.

Li Huaijin's head tilted slightly and slowly leaned on her shoulder. Mu Jinan wanted to leave, but she couldn't bear it, so she was a little more tolerant towards the patient.

Seeing that she didn't push him away, Li Huaijin leaned towards her shoulder with more weight, and his heart felt like a rose had grown in the long-dry desert.

Greedily felt her warmth.

I do not know how long it has been.

Li Huaijin opened his eyes and saw that she was asleep, her thick eyelashes fluttering on her rosy cheeks and her cherry-like lips emitting a faint fragrance.

He held Mu Jinan in his arms.

Her eyelashes trembled, she was nervous and her cheeks were flushed.

secretly.

quietly.

He kissed her forehead lightly.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind:

"King of Liang"

Li Huaijin was like a frightened bird.

Turning around, he saw that it was Li Heng. A flash of jealousy flashed across Li Heng's eyes. This was his heroine, but she was kissed by an unknown supporting character. He suppressed his anger:

"Madam Mu is drunk, let her go back to the tent and rest early."

Li Huaijin said nothing, gently picked up Mu Jinan, and was about to leave.

Li Heng suddenly said:

"Guess who Mu Jinan will marry in the end?"

Li Huaijin turned his head to look at Li Heng, as if to expose his worries:

"You tried every trick to make her submit to you, but she is Mu Jinan. She will only try her best to kill you and will never submit to you."

Li Heng watched her go away and walked towards the tent. It would take some effort to get rid of Li Huaijin.

I saw a tall man with thick eyebrows, broad eyes, a straight nose and lips, and two or three small braids walking towards me.

This person is Li Yuanyang, the prince of the Qingque clan.

Li Yuanyang bowed and said: "Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Rui"

Li Heng looked at him, a proton. His body was clean, his eyes were clear, and his expression was leisurely. He couldn't help but feel jealous.

Shengguo is really tolerant towards protons.

He knew Li Yuanyang's intention, but still pretended to be humble and said:

"Prince, enjoy the wine and game."

Li Yuanyang took a step closer, lowered his voice, looked around, and said in a flattering manner:

"Your Highness Prince Rui is a white crane among the clouds and a dragon among men. If I am lucky enough to become your close friend, I will go through fire and water for you and die for you."

Li Heng looked into the distance, hesitatingly saying two words:

"Best friend?"

Li Yuanyang said hypocritically:

"We can also form an alliance and work together for a great cause"

Li Heng said nonchalantly: "This king is only devoted to the prosperity of the country, what great cause can he pursue?"

Li Yuanyang said pretentiously:

"Your Highness has endured all this hardship and endured all this. Yu Yuhe escaped unscathed. Now the feudal lords are strong, Your Majesty is greedy, and the nobles are ceding land. This is a good time for Your Highness to show his skills."

With a sincere look in his eyes, he said, "I am willing to lend a helping hand to Your Highness."

Li Heng saw that he was quite clever. Thinking of how he had killed Mu Jinan after the marriage, he felt happy in the past. Unexpectedly, he hated Li Yuanyang at this moment. He said calmly:

"condition?"

Li Yuanyang bowed his head and raised his eyes slightly: "My father is seriously ill, I want to go back to Qingque to serve my father."

Li Heng reached out his hand and helped him up, his eyes flashed with a cunning look, and he said:

"The prince is more suitable for the phrase of sleeping on firewood and tasting gall"

Li Heng gradually walked away. Li Yuanyang's cold eyes were filled with murderous intent. He had been a hostage in Chang'an for many years. Although he had never been bullied, he was always dissatisfied with Chang'an and the princes:

"I'll go back to Qingque and compete with you."

The smoke from the bonfire, the sound of laughter, the sound of the flute piercing through the moonlight, the fairy in the cold palace seemed to be dancing lightly.

Inside the tent, the maid Zhongxia was seen helping Princess Huaiyu take off her hairpins and rings, loosen her outer clothes, and extinguish the candles.

Princess Huaiyu closed her eyes and the maid left.

Suddenly, she smelled a scent of blood. Could it be the blood of prey?

She stood up, lit the candle, held the candlestick in her hand, and walked carefully to the corner of the tent.

She held her breath.

His brows furrowed as he whispered, "Who's there?"

Princess Huaiyu walked forward slowly, the candlelight reflected on her face, her lively deer eyes flickered, she stood on a high place, looking down and observing.

I saw the man curled up in the corner, raising his eyes slightly. His eyes were deep and wide, his eyebrows were as thick as peaks, his nose was high, and he looked cold and chilly.

The man came into her sight and saw that she had bright eyes, and was dignified yet charming and lively.

Princess Huaiyu saw that he was injured and looked haggard, and she was both frightened and shocked and said:

"Who are you?"

The man knelt down and begged, "I am a farmer from nearby. I accidentally entered the royal hunting grounds. I am afraid I will be punished. Please don't tell anyone."

Huaiyu hesitated and asked, "Farmer?"

She leaned over, and the candlelight slowly approached his face, allowing her to see more clearly. His haggard complexion could not conceal the man's fierce and strong aura.

Huaiyu couldn't help but hesitate.

While he lowered his head, she pulled out the hairpin on her head and pressed it against his neck.

"If you don't tell the truth, I will kill you."

The man was surprised by her weak yet strong appearance and said:

"I used to be a small guard in the palace, but I made a mistake and was expelled. Today I entered the enclosure by mistake. Please spare my life, my lady."

Huaiyu's bright eyes showed a smile: "What's your name?"

The man knelt in front of her and looked up at her:

"I am a lowly person with a lowly name, so I wish you no worries"

Huaiyu's fingers holding the hairpin loosened a little, and she said sternly:

"If you dare to lie, I will break your legs."

Zhu Wuyou bowed and said: "I dare not"

Huaiyu stood up, raised her eyebrows and said:

"Since you have no official position, then follow me and be a guard."

Zhu Wuyou hesitated, Huaiyu said unhappily:

"The princess's guards, have they wronged you?"

Zhu Wuyou whispered: "I am willing to serve the princess as a filial dog and horse."

Huaiyu asked him to stand up, and by candlelight, she found a bottle of medicine, threw it to him, and said leisurely:

"Apply the medicine yourself. There are soldiers guarding outside. Apply the medicine here."

Zhu Wuyou felt a little uncomfortable and his eyes flickered. Huaiyu saw that he was reserved and said:

"Turn your back and apply medicine"

Huaiyu was resting on the bed. Her graceful figure looked even more charming under the dim candlelight. She slowly lay down on her side and fell asleep.

Seeing that she had her back to him, Zhu Wuyou turned his back and sat cross-legged on the bed.

The two seemed to be leaning on each other.

Far and near, almost far.

Zhu Wuyou endured the pain, frowned, gritted his teeth, and took off layer of clothes.

Hot all over.

Huaiyu only felt a hint of fire in the cold tent, and his back was slightly burned.

He gently applied the medicine to the wound on his chest, which was red, swollen and bleeding.

Zhu Wuyou muttered in pain:

"what"

Princess Huaiyu turned her head away with concern and said:

"Are you okay? Does the wound hurt?"

I wish you peace of mind and warmth in your ears.

The candlelight flickered. Huaiyu saw the solid and powerful muscles on his back trembling slightly. His bright eyes turned away in panic.

Zhu Wuyou said softly: "Princess, I am fine."

Then he lowered his eyes and said, "Princess, please turn your back."

Huaiyu asked shyly and surprised: "How does he know?"

Then she turned around and slept peacefully on the couch that night, her lively eyes blinking like a deer, and she didn't know when she fell asleep.

He sat quietly on the couch with his back to Huaiyu, his eyes closed, suppressing the subtle fire in his heart.

Who knows who he is and why he is here?

The breeze blew into the tent, fanning the candlelight. He slightly opened his eyes, hiding his thoughts.