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

Nangong Yu approached her, grabbed her wrist, and the wide cuffs revealed her porcelain-white skin.

The marriage-binding Gu on her wrist was churning, carrying the other party's anger and complex emotions.

Nangong Yu glanced at the insect, then looked directly into her eyes, his eyes were sinister and cold:

"Mu Jinan, don't forget that we both have the marriage-binding Gu in our bodies."

"How did you plant this Gu? Don't you remember?"

Facing Nangong Yu's questioning, Mu Jinan lowered her head with some guilt. A pearl slid down the corner of her eye, a trace of redness and swelling appeared on the tip of her fair nose, and her throat felt a little burning.

It was the marriage-binding Gu that she had planted when she was young.

She didn't dare to look at Nangong Yu and whispered:

"sorry"

Not long after she traveled through time, she got lost and lived a miserable life as a slave. She was beheaded just to survive in this feudal dynasty and to escape from the original text.

She will also be afraid, and will do everything she can to become strong and survive!

Nangong Yu felt bitter and regretful. He clearly wanted to say that he had a romantic relationship with her, but he said something that seemed a bit coercive.

He looked at Mu Jinan with some sadness, and a layer of gloom appeared in his bright eyes.

Nangong Yu slowly put down her wrist and gently pulled down her sleeve, his slender fingers trembling slightly.

His fingertips brushed across her tears, and he regretted being angry and using the poisonous insect to punish her. He said with heartache:

"It's my fault, don't cry"

Mu Jinan choked up and swallowed his words:

"Um"

The night was dim, the birds on the branches had fallen asleep quietly, and the Roseate Spoonbill Lingxian was still licking its beautiful feathers.

In the Shi'an Pavilion of the Nangong Mansion, Nangong Yu was sitting quietly at his desk, with the book in his hand obviously held upside down. Seeing this, Chihua asked him:

"Young Master"

Nangong Yu came back to his senses and suddenly asked:

"I like someone. Do you want to tell her?"

Chihua was very smart. He had been with Nangong Yu for many years and had seen all of this. He had always wanted the young master to marry Madam Mu, so he said bluntly:

"You have to say it. If you don't, you will lose the opportunity."

Nangong Yu nodded, his fingertips touching the edge of the teacup, hesitant:

"What if I tell her that it's just wishful thinking?"

Chi Hua said as he sorted out the books on his desk:

"Today, I was listening outside the car. Madam Mu said that you, Young Master, have no romantic feelings for her."

"I think that my wife just doesn't know your feelings and thinks that you treat her as a decoration in the marriage contract and it doesn't matter who you marry."

Nangong Yu blew the hot tea gently, pursed his lips slightly, and the candlelight reflected on his handsome features, with a hint of hazy beauty:

“I will only marry her”

Chi Hua sighed and continued, "But Madam Mu doesn't know that in your heart, the engagement means love. You need to let her know."

"Marriage and love are two different things. First you express your feelings, then you make a marriage contract."

Nangong Yu nodded, his face showing a happy expression: "That makes some sense, but Jin'er's eyes when looking at Li Huaijin are indeed different from others."

Chi Hua said: "Mrs. Mu lacked love and care when she was young. It is still unknown what she will choose between the years of companionship and the sudden heartbeat."

"I have one more thing to say, I wonder what I should say?"

Nangong Yu turned his head and said: "Speak"

Chi Hua walked a little further away from Nangong Yu, and then he spoke slowly:

"The young master is omnipotent in front of my lady. If he shows a little weakness sometimes, my lady might even pity him a little."

Nangong Yu put down the teacup and raised his eyebrows.

"You know so much, kid?"

Chi Hua smiled happily: "After all, I am married."

Nangong Yu joked with him: "He has also knelt on bricks before."

Chihua couldn't help but touch his knees. In this era of male superiority and female inferiority, this man respected and doted on his wife very much, and would occasionally receive a little punishment.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is dominated by his wife.

Nangong Yu closed the book. The candlelight in front of him seemed to burn more vigorously than before. His eyes narrowed slightly:

“It’s wonderful when things come naturally, but for some people, you can only belong to them by fighting for them.”

Chi Hua smiled faintly: "Yes, Young Master, no matter what, Madam Mu's feelings for you are always deeper than that man. How many decades of companionship do you have in life?"

Nangong Yu: “Yeah”

Suddenly, he felt pain in his body, and his stomach ached. His brows knitted together, and Chihua asked him hurriedly:

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Nangong Yu accidentally knocked over the teacup, and the scalding tea splashed on the back of his hand, which was a little red and swollen. He was worried and stood up in a panic:

"It's Jin'er"

"I'm going out"

Chihua: “Yes”

Nangong Yu rode his horse at full speed to the Xiyue Hall of General Mu's Mansion in Huaihua and knocked on the door in panic:

"Jin'er, what's wrong with you?"

Mei Luo was surprised: "Young Master, why are you here so late?"

Nangong Yu walked straight towards Mu Jinan: "Jin'er, are you injured?"

Mu Jinan rolled over on the bed, holding his stomach, looking haggard and pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead, mumbling:

"Cousin, I have a stomachache. The weather is a bit hot, so I had a bowl of ice cream in the evening."

Nangong Yu endured the abdominal pain and brushed her forehead with his fingers. She didn't have a fever. He wiped the sweat off her face with concern:

"Is it your period?"

Mu Jinan frowned, and the mosquitoes buzzed:

"Yeah...yes."

Nangong Yu saw that she was not injured, and his heart was relieved a little, and he ordered:

"Mei Luo, go make a bowl of Astragalus, Wolfberry, Ginger and Sugar Tea"

Mei Luo: “Yes”

Nangong Yu brought over some hot water and supported her with one hand, and she drank it slowly.

Nangong Yu felt uncomfortable in his heart, distressed but a little reluctant, he did not dare to get angry with her, and said softly:

"Didn't I tell you a few days ago to eat less cold food? Why do you always forget the date? And you always disobey me?"

Mu Jinan's eyes were half asleep: "I'm greedy, the ice cream is so delicious"

Nangong Yu poked her temples lightly with his fingertips:

"You are weak to begin with. I made medicinal food for you, but you always secretly threw it away when I was not around."

She secretly increased the dosage of some medicines.

Mu Jinan sighed and said, "The medicine is too bitter."

Nangong Yu kept pressing the Hegu acupoint on the back of her hand. She felt a little relieved and her abdomen didn't hurt as much. She came to her senses:

"Cousin, do you feel the pain of the marriage-pulling Gu?"

Nangong Yu helped her lie down, his stern face became tender, and he tucked in the corners of the quilt for her. He wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but when he remembered Chihua's words, he whispered

“It’s a bit painful”

Mu Jinan stared at Nangong Yu with his big watery eyes, his mouth drooped, his eyes full of innocence and guilt:

"I'm sorry, cousin, for making you suffer."

Nangong Yu brushed her hair gently: "It's okay"

Inside Shuyue Residence, the maid Shuangjiang walked lightly and closed the door. She saw Mu Yun immersed in a storybook. She shed tears when she read the touching parts and smiled sweetly when she saw the happy parts.

Shuangjiang reported in a low voice: "Madam, the person watching has reported that the Third Madam is not feeling well, and the Young Master Nangong will come to visit us soon."