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

Nangong Xu opened his mouth strangely and bit Xie Chibei's ankle.

Xie Chibei's forehead was tense and he cursed softly. He raised his foot and kicked Nangong Xu in the face.

Nangong Xu stood up in resistance, his palm like a snake without a shadow, waving towards Xie Chi's north door.

Xie Chi dodged by turning his face to the north and punched Nangong Xu in the abdomen with his left hook.

Nangong Xu suddenly fell to the ground, slipped under Xie Chibei's crotch, and climbed up Xie Chibei's back, his purple-black eyebrows raised: "Who are you?"

Xie Chibei frowned in disgust: "Disgusting!"

He stretched his right arm behind him, grasped Nangong Xu's head with one hand, lifted up Nangong Xu who was lying on him, and threw him over his shoulder.

"Tong." With a sound, the wine cups on the table vibrated.

Nangong Xu, who was very flexible and had stretched his muscles a long time ago, felt pain all over his skin.

He rolled over on the ground and spat at Nangong Yu: "Nangong Yu, are you dead? Watching your brother being beaten?"

Nangong Yu was about to take action, but Gu Wenxuan stopped him.

Gu Wenxuan felt that Nangong Xu was a poisonous snake, who did not believe in God, was not afraid of ghosts, was not like a human being, and deserved to be punished.

Xie Chibei grabbed Nangong Xu's arms with one hand and locked the back of Nangong Xu's neck with the other hand, pressing Nangong Xu face down on the ground.

Nangong Xu shrunk away from the clamped arms and approached Xie Chi's north door. "You are the Prince of Jin. Have you grown up?"

If a normal person turned like this during Xie Chibei's capture, his arm bones would break, but Nangong Xu's bones didn't even make a sound.

Gu Wenxuan was stunned: "Snake Kung Fu?"

Xie Chibei looked at Nangong Xu with disgust. He released Nangong Xu's arms, took a half step back with his left foot, and swept Nangong Xu's abdomen with his right foot:

"You revealed her whereabouts?"

"Ah." Nangong Xu bounced out and hit the clothes rack. He touched his internal organs, not knowing which one was dislocated, and his chest was splitting with pain.

He coughed a few times and spat out some blood. He lay on the ground with his head tilted. He looked at the wedding dress on the hanger. The flowers on it were his name.

Nangong Xu's eyes were cold and he turned over slightly, supporting himself with his hands as he climbed up. "I was wondering why this bastard wasn't there. How dare she kill someone with someone else's knife?"

Xie Chibei's brows suddenly darkened. No wonder Mu Jinan refused to talk about what happened in the past. Having such a cousin in the mansion was an endless danger for her who was living under someone else's roof.

She said that she had slept with Nangong Yu for ten years because she wanted to tell him that she had a warm home. That was a little pride she pretended to have.

He stomped on Nangong Xu's head and said, "You beast, how dare you scold her?"

Nangong Xu reached back to grab Xie Chibei's ankle. Xie Chibei lifted his foot and rolled to the wooden frame behind the bamboo curtain. He reached out to grab the wedding dress and said viciously:

"She's still as cunning, deep, and treacherous as she was when she was little. Does she think I can't do anything to her just because she's married to the prince?"

Xie Chibei turned around, holding the Jingye sword in his hand, and with a slight swing, the sharp sword pierced through the three bamboo curtains.

"Bang." With a sound, Jingye's sword missed the swaying wedding dress, passed through Nangong Yu's shoulder, and nailed to the wooden frame. The legs of the wooden frame cracked, and the wedding dress slowly fell down.

The cold wind blew down more than a dozen bamboo curtains in the room, and Nangong Xu fell in front of her wedding dress, with blood splattered on her shoulder.

He screamed in agony: "Xie Jinchong, how dare you do this?"

Nangong Yu hurried over, helped Nangong Xu up, and covered his mouth with one hand: "Shut up if you want to live."

He knew that Nangong Xu was a poisonous ghost, and he also knew that Xie Chibei would not allow anyone to say anything bad about Mu Jinan. If they continued to say so, the Nangong family would be buried with him.

Nangong Xu opened his mouth and bit Nangong Yu's finger, cursing:

"If you hadn't healed that damned girl, would she have been able to keep me captive alive? She should have died outside Xuanzhou City long ago."

Xie Chibei listened to Nangong Xu's harsh words. He walked closer and stood above Nangong Xu's head. He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, veins running through the back of his hand. The blade cut Nangong Xu's shoulder sideways:

"You're looking for death! Bring the branding iron and burn his mouth. Gu Wenxuan, arrest Nangong Yu."

Nangong Xu reached out and touched the blood on his shoulder. He endured the pain from the sword blade and took a deep breath.

"This disaster has caused the Nangong Mansion to be blamed by the world. Why did she come back alive?"

When Gu Wenxuan first heard Xie Chibei swearing, he couldn't stand it any longer. Nangong Xu's mouth just deserved to be scalded.

Nangong Yu and Gu Wenxuan exchanged a few moves, and Yun Ting held Nangong Yu down.

Nangong Yu was more anxious than his own injury, and knelt at Xie Chibei's feet: "My brother is naughty and speaks ill of me. I will give you the antidote, and I beg you to spare his life."

Xie Chibei listened to Nangong Xu's spell, his eyes gloomy: "I don't want the antidote!"

Nangong Xu looked up in surprise. Is Mu Jinan’s life that important?

Several soldiers entered the room with red-hot irons.

Xie Chibei took the iron handle and leaned over to examine the dirty mouth. "Do you know Xie Chengzhang?"

Nangong Xu felt the scorching flames. If he got any closer, he would never be able to speak in his life.

He moved his body backward, his arrogance completely gone. Just as he was about to speak, his neck leaned forward and it was Xie Chibei who grabbed his neck.

Nangong Xu put his mouth directly towards the branding iron. In an instant, his pupils dilated and tears filled his eyes.

All his nerves were aching, his bones and flesh were cracking, and he was kicking his limbs in pain:

“Help me, mother, Nangong Yu, you bastard, look at them bullying me?”

Nangong Yu looked at Xie Chibei angrily. He pushed Yun Ting and Gu Wenxuan away. The two were surprised for a moment that they failed to apprehend this man.

Nangong Yu grabbed Xie Chibei's wrist and said, "Let go."

Xie Chibei held Nangong Xu's neck with one hand and pressed the iron handle hard on Nangong Xu's mouth with the other hand: "Speak."

Nangong Xu suddenly suffocated, and he nodded painfully: "Have mercy, I will tell you."

Only then did Xie Chibei let go and dropped the branding iron.

Nangong Xu's mouth was red and swollen, his skin and flesh were rotten, and he was crying loudly.

Nangong Yu reached out and held him in his arms: "Does it hurt?"

Nangong Xu lowered his head and nestled in Nangong Yu's arms. His crying stopped, his eyes gradually calmed down, and he suddenly raised his hand and slapped Nangong Yu.

"Pa." Nangong Yu's cheeks felt hot, but he didn't say anything.

Nangong Xu leaned firmly against Nangong Yu, recalling his childhood.

That year, Nangong Yu brought Mu Jinan back to Nangong Mansion.

Seeing Mu Jinan covered in wounds and trembling, Mu Ruan told Nangong Xu, "Xu'er, your sister has a cold. Your room is the pepper room, so give it to your sister."

Mu Jinan hid behind Nangong Yu, her two small hands tightly grasping his clothes, wrinkling them, before she dared to speak:

"Aunt, I'm afraid...someone...will kidnap me. I want to sleep with...Brother Yu."

Nangong Yu is a loner, and he and Mu Jinan have not been together for long and have no feelings for each other.

He pushed Mu Jinan away: "You are a girl, how can you sleep with me?"

Mu Jinan didn't dare to speak again. She still held Nangong Yu's clothes tightly. When others took half a step, she took three small steps, for fear that Nangong Yu would not want her.

Nangong Xu smiled and agreed: "Mother, then give it to my sister."

At dinner time, several people gathered around the table to eat. Mu Jinan sat next to Nangong Yu, holding the spoon with his injured hand and eating the rice in the bowl.

Seeing that Mu Jinan was timid, Mu Ruan picked up some mutton for him.

Mu Jinan lowered his head and stole a glance at Mu Ruan, then said with a flattering smile, "Thank you, auntie."

Nangong Xu held the bowl in both hands, handed it to Mu Ruan, and said eagerly: "Mother, I want to eat mutton too."

Mu Ruan said seriously: "You are a little man, do it yourself."

Nangong Xu glanced at Mu Jinan and saw that Mu Jinan was looking at him. He inexplicably felt that Mu Jinan was like a statue in a Taoist temple, with a pair of eyes that revealed a deep look.

A few days later, late at night, he brought a bucket of cold water and ice cubes into Mu Jinan's room and poured the cold water on Mu Jinan's body and bed.

He covered Mu Jinan's mouth with his hands: "Bad girl, I'll let you rob my house."

He was still very young at that time, and suddenly felt a little scared, so he let go.

He walked out of the house, then turned back, placed ice cubes on Mu Jinan's internal organs, then closed the doors and windows and left.

Mu Jinan often had nightmares. Before going to bed, Nangong Yu asked her to drink calming medicine and lit calming incense.

She didn't wake up.

In the middle of the night, a strong wind blew. The maid heard a sound and got up to see the door was blown open. She went into the room and found ice on Mu Jinan's body. She screamed:

"Ma'am, my cousin is frozen."

Mu Ruan heard the noise and hurried over. Seeing that Mu Jinan's face was pale, she put her fingertips to the tip of his nose and found that Mu Jinan was breathing weakly.

If it was a step later, the sick life would have been gone.

She asked several famous doctors in Xuanzhou to treat Mu Jinan, and he was in a coma for five days before waking up.

Mu Ruan found footprints in the house and found out that it was Nangong Xu who did it. She punished Nangong Xu severely: "You dare to murder Jin'er. You will be punished with ten strokes of the ruler every day for one month."

Nangong Xu's eyes flashed with ferocity as he argued, "Mother, I didn't do this."

Nangong Xingjun felt that the punishment was too severe, after all, he was his biological son.

He urged Mu Ruan to show mercy: "Madam, the child is so young, how could he harm Jin'er? Please spare him this time."

Mu Ruan is the daughter raised by Zheng Shu. She knows right from wrong better than anyone else.

She didn't give Nangong Xingjun face: "Don't kill fish in your old age, ten-year-old executioner, good and evil have no age."

"If you don't restrain him now, he will bring disaster upon the Nangong family in the future. Don't regret it."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Xingjun stopped refutation and Nangong Xu was punished for one month.

After that, Mu Jinan didn't dare to argue with Nangong Xu. She always stayed away from Nangong Xu and didn't dare to drink the tranquilizing medicine anymore.

The ice hurt her lungs, worsening her cold and adding to her cough.

Nangong Yu felt guilty and treated Mu Jinan closer than before.

One day, Mu Jinan went to study with Nangong Yu and his brothers. She did not let the maid carry the book basket, and held the books in her hands as if they were treasures.

At noon, she returned to the mansion. In front of the desk in the inner hall, Mu Ruan finished reading the account book and asked her about her homework. She answered fluently.

Mu Ruan reached out and touched her head: "Our Jin'er is stronger than your brother Yu."

Nangong Xu dozed off while sitting next to him, but his mind was still filled with his mother's praise. Mu Ruan had never affirmed him.

On the third day, in the school, several older children blocked Mu Jinan in front of a pillar and held her limbs.

They rushed to lift her veil: "Look, she has such ugly scars on her face. She's a little monster."

They tore at Mu Jinan's arms and body, and pinched the wound on her scalp fiercely: "She has no hair, it's really scary."

"I heard you were kneeling on the ground begging?"

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

"Little beggar, kneel on the ground and crawl over here, and we will spare you."

Mu Jinan covered his head and dodged the beatings: "I didn't kill anyone. My father is a general. How dare you hit me?"

The children were even more brutal, pulling her hair and scratching the wounds on her face: "If your father loved you, why would he abandon you to Xuanzhou? He simply doesn't want you."

Mu Jinan's face was bruised and swollen, and her body was torn. She knelt like a little tiger with broken limbs and crawled two steps in front of a group of vicious dogs.

Her eyes, red from crying, were filled with the darkness of not seeing the future: "Father, I don't want to stay in Xuanzhou. I want to go home. When will I grow up?"

She thought she had a family, that she could study and learn martial arts, and grow up safely, but she was still bullied and murdered.

Mu Jinan took the book back to Nangong Mansion and told Mu Ruan: "Aunt, I don't want to go to school. I don't want to study anymore."

Mu Ruan asked someone to investigate again and found out that Nangong Xu used gold to instigate children to bully Mu Jinan. She felt that Nangong Xu had a very evil nature.

Mu Ruan did not scold Nangong Xu, but said: "Xu'er, if you bully Jin'er again, I will send you back to the Taoist temple."

Nangong Xu had to stay in the Taoist temple for ten years before he could go home. He didn't want to live a hard life anymore, so he admitted his mistake: "Mother, I will never dare to do it again."

After Mu Ruan left, Nangong Xu stuck out his tongue at Mu Jinan. He turned around and ran to the weapon rack, reaching out to pull out the Jingye sword.

He quickly approached Mu Jinan, holding the sword in both hands, and touched Mu Jinan's shoulder with the sword tip: "When you grow up, do you still want to inherit the Nangong family property?"

Mu Jinan heard that Nangong Xu had beaten several servants to death, and Mu Ruan only punished him by making him kneel for a few days.

She looked at Jingye Sword, took a few steps back, and while Nangong Xu's hand was weak and loosened the hilt of the sword, she crawled under the table to hide.

Her eyes were already filled with tears, and she cried in fear:

"I don't want the money from the Nangong Mansion. My mother is a princess. I asked Brother Yu to take care of her dowry. If I make any money, I'll give you 90%."

Nangong Xu saw that she no longer studied and offered to give him some money, so he calculated Mu Jinan's money.

He held the Jingye sword and slapped the wound on the back of Mu Jinan's hand hard, and said with a malicious smile: "If you don't tell the difference, I will drive you out of Nangong Mansion and make you sleep in a dog hole."

Mu Jinan's wound was torn open again. She withdrew her hand in pain, covered the blood with one hand, and cried in fear, "Yes."

A few days later, she begged Nangong Yu to teach her martial arts, but Nangong Yu said that her wounds had not healed yet and she could not practice martial arts, so he only taught her poison.

Mu Jinan didn't want to be bullied, so she lifted a stool to exercise her arm strength. She stole her uncle's books and hid in the house at night to learn a little bit.

Nangong Yu was worried that Nangong Xu would harm Mu Jinan, so he asked Mu Jinan to move to the house next to his.

At night, Mu Jinan fell asleep and clearly saw Niansheng's face covered with scars. He asked her to take his life, but she was haunted by nightmares and said that she didn't kill anyone.

Nangong Yu wanted to heal her scars and was studying medicine under the lamp. Whenever he heard her crying, he would go to Mu Jinan's room and sit by her bed to accompany her.

Mu Jinan wanted Mu Chen to take her to the border. She wrote many letters home to Mu Chen and Mu Jingyi, but she never received a reply from her father.

Nangong Xu hid in the house and burned the letters. His face was dark purple and sinister. "You little bitch, you dare to complain to Mu Chen and say that I bullied you?"

He gave money to the servants, and the letters from Mu Jinan to his family and from Mu Chen were all in his hands.

Nangong Xu imitated Mu Chen's handwriting and showed the letter to Mu Jinan.

Mu Jinan jumped out of bed happily, and opened the letter with trembling hands. Her expectant eyes suddenly dimmed:

"Father said he doesn't want me anymore and wants me to stay in Nangong Mansion. I have to marry you when I grow up?"

Nangong Xu occasionally went to brothels with playboys, and understood romantic matters at a young age.

Hearing her disappointed and frightened tone, he drew his Jingye sword again, ran to Mu Jinan, and pierced the back of her hand with the sword:

"The princess and the general's daughter are noble, and you look down on me?"

Mu Jinan clutched the letter from her father saying he didn't want her, and with her other hand, she grabbed the leg of a stool and swung it hard, smashing it down hard on Nangong Xu's head.

"If you stab me with your sword again, I'll kill you!"

Nangong Xu grew up in a Taoist temple, had a light diet, was very short, and his reactions were not as quick as Mu Jinan's. He was hit hard by a stool, and blood flowed down his forehead.

He touched the blood on his forehead, wiped it with both hands, and spread it evenly on his face, revealing only his cunning eyes. He raised a faint smile:

"You're not pretending to be a good cousin? All's fair in war, you lose."

The letter fell to the ground, and Mu Jinan looked at Nangong Xu in a daze. His smile was confident, assured, deep and vicious, which were all qualities she didn't have.

Nangong Xu poked her forehead with one hand and cursed, "Idiot."

He ran out of the yard, knelt in front of his parents, hugged Nangong Xingjun's legs with both hands, and cried uncontrollably.

He was crying so hard that he could hardly breathe, his back twitching. "Father, my cousin hit me with a stool."