After traveling through time, I became a thorn in the eyes of the sickly prince

Not long after, Prince Duan came to Muxi's cell with a pile of firewood and put the wood on the ground. "These are enough for three days of meals." After that, he sat in the wheelchair and watched Muxi stir the porridge in the bowl.

"Your Highness, these precious little treasures of the Queen Mother are almost ripe and have blossomed!"

Looking at the two flames in Muxi's eyes and that hungry and lustful look, Prince Duan found that this woman was so cute. Although she was not very literate, she was brave, resourceful and had superb medical skills.

"Xi'er, have you ever thought about what to do after you get out?"

"Of course it's about eating, drinking and having fun, and enjoying life!" She looked at Prince Duan and found that he was staring at her intently. There seemed to be warmth in his dark black eyes, no longer filled with disgust and hatred. She almost forgot that this guy once didn't give her food and whipped her.

"It's that simple. Xi'er is such a good doctor, have you ever thought of opening a clinic?"

"No, a tall tree attracts the wind. Life is all about enjoying. Hatred and resentment are not important. Living a healthy life is the most important thing. But the emperor will not let me go. After all, I kicked him and now I have offended his mother!"

Prince Duan didn't expect that this woman, at such a young age, could be so clear-headed. "You just didn't go to the palace to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday. It's not a big crime!"

"That's right, but they won't let us divorce!" He had a disappointed expression.

Prince Duan no longer responded. He picked up the tinder on the ground, walked outside the cell and lit the oil lamp on the wall. He didn't know what to say. Everything else was a small matter. If her family members were implicated, this little woman would not be able to escape.

The dim oil lamp lit up, and the whole cell felt warm.

The prisoners in the cell all pressed their faces against the bars, staring in the direction of Muxi's cell. Only when they looked at the light there did they feel warm. Some of them had cakes in their mouths, reluctant to swallow them.

Baili Xiao wished he could fly his eyes to An Muxi's cell. It had been a long time since he had felt the heat of fire. If he could get out, he would definitely mend his ways and abandon his moral integrity. He would follow whoever gave him meat to eat for the rest of his life.

The jailer walked towards An Muxi's cell and was about to say something, but when he saw Prince Duan's murderous look, he immediately walked out of the prison and closed the door. Forget it, as long as they don't run away, they can do whatever they want.

Not long after, An Muxi came to the door of Lin Shichang's cell with a bowl of hot porridge and gave him a spoonful of mung bean porridge.

Looking at the hot mung bean porridge, Lin Shichang was very excited, "Thank you, Princess!"

Just as Mu Xi was about to leave, she glanced at Lin Shichang's legs and asked, "What's wrong with your legs?"

"I caught a cold in the snow during the war and contracted rheumatism, and it got even worse in the past few years in prison."

Mu Xi took out a large box of ointment from his sleeve and said, "Apply it once a day. Be careful not to be discovered by the jailer."

"Thank you, Princess!" Lin Shichang took the ointment with a trembling voice and glanced at An Muxi with gratitude.

Mu Xi came to Baili Xiao's cell door again and served him some porridge. Now it seems that these people are better than the two guys in high positions.

Looking at the hot mung bean porridge, Baili Xiao swallowed the cake in his mouth and rubbed his cold paws, "It would be nice if it was a roast chicken!"

"I won't give you roast chicken even if I have it. I'm still eating it. Didn't you see that when I went out to look for roast chicken today, the Queen Mother almost killed me!!!" After saying that, he moved to the next cell.

When Mu Xi arrived at the door of Qin Huaiyi's cell, he was in a dilemma, because Qin Huaiyi could not move and was lying on the wooden bed. The cakes he had just given him were also thrown in. He searched the space with his eyes, took out a sol strip, melted it with fire, dripped it into the hole, and after it cooled and solidified, he twisted it around, and the lock opened with a click.

Looking at An Muxi who came in, Qin Huaiyi was extremely grateful and moved his lips a few times, "Thank you, Princess, for the cakes!"

"From your voice, you sound very young. You can't move, are you injured?" He looked inquiringly.

"I am 26 years old and I am powerless!"

"You're only 26 years old. I know how to take pulses and can help you!" Mu Xi put some of the porridge into Qin Huaiyi's bowl and put down the porridge bowl.

"Thank you, Princess!" Qin Huaiyi stretched out his arms with difficulty.

After taking his pulse, we found that the man was severely malnourished. If I was not mistaken, he had hypokalemia.

"Can I spare a drop of your blood?"

"can!"

Mu Xi took out a silver needle, pierced Qin Huaiyi's middle finger, and placed the blood drop in the detection machine in the space. I have to remember the last time I treated Prince Duan's leg disease and fully charged the battery, otherwise these machines will not work.

The results came out soon, and Qin Huaiyi was indeed suffering from potassium deficiency. He took out a bottle of potassium chloride from his arms and placed it on the bed, "One tablet a day. If you have strength, take it for three days, and you don't need to take it anymore."

Qin Huaiyi clasped his fists excitedly, "Princess, if I ever get out of this prison, I will repay you!" Suddenly he thought of something and said again, "Princess, please persuade the prince. If he agrees, all our 100,000 troops will be at his disposal!"

"I dare not advise you, I just feel sorry for you and help you!" After saying that, he walked out of the cell. He didn't want to join the rebellion team, he just wanted to make an enemy of the high position.

He then delivered porridge to the people in other cells before returning to Prince Duan's cell.

Prince Duan was wiping his hands with a wet towel. This man loved cleanliness no matter what the environment.

There were two bowls of porridge on the bed, and her portion was larger than his. This man had really changed.

"Wipe your hands before eating!" Prince Duan handed over a wet handkerchief.

An Muxi took the handkerchief, wiped his face and hands, then sat on the bed, picked up the silver spoon, scooped a mouthful of porridge into his mouth,

"It smells pretty good, my little baby!"

Prince Duan didn't say anything and just kept eating.

After dinner, Muxi crawled directly into the quilt, closed his eyes, and recalled the scenes that happened in the past two days.

Prince Duan paced back and forth with his shackles. After walking for a long time, he looked at An Muxi who was lying on his bed and suddenly chuckled.

"What are you laughing at!" Mu Xi turned over, still closing his eyes.

"Why are you sleeping in my bed? Shouldn't you go back to your cell?"

"This bed has my memory foam pillow, so it is my bed. Besides, I'm scared to be alone over there, afraid that the Queen Mother will send someone to assassinate me!" After saying that, he yawned, and the miserable situation of the two eunuchs flashed through his mind.

"Aren't you afraid of me, my king?"

"Your Highness is becoming more and more manly now, so don't be afraid. Besides, we are still husband and wife in name only."

"You don't want to divorce, do you?"

"I hope that the prince will think more carefully about what he does in the future and not involve me. I, An Muxi, haven't lived enough!!!"

Prince Duan stopped talking and continued pacing.

Outside the skylight of the cell, the moon was shining brightly, cold and clear.

Not long after,

Muxi fell asleep. She slept like a child, defenseless, with two faint shadows left under her long eyelashes.

Prince Duan was sitting in a wheelchair. He grabbed Mu Xi's white jade-like hand, pressed on her fingers and looked at them. He found that this woman's ten nails were pink and tender, and were neatly trimmed. They were not as scary as other women's.

His eyes were fixed on Mu Xi's fair cheeks. The red marks from the Queen Mother's beating in the morning had completely faded. Thinking of the dead end in front of him, Prince Duan frowned slightly, his face solemn. He didn't care if he died, but what about this little woman? The Queen Mother Chu was clearly going to beat her to death.

A chill swept through his body. Prince Duan tucked the quilt around Muxi, put his delicate hand into the quilt, and stood up again, pacing back and forth.