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

"Xi'er, why is your face so red?" Prince Duan frowned slightly, raised his big hand and covered Mu Xi's forehead.

"You have a fever, get up and take medicine!"

"Lie down for a while, I feel so uncomfortable!" Mu Xi whimpered with a heavy nasal tone and nudged into Prince Duan's arms. If she had known earlier, she would not have been so stubborn and would have been fine if she had lay down on the quilt earlier. In this nasty weather, any good person would have caught a cold.

"There's antipyretic powder in my bag, get up quickly!!!" Prince Duan urged again. It was freezing cold out there, and catching a cold would be a serious matter.

An Muxi still didn't move, and like a good baby, he stayed on Prince Duan's chest, "You are so annoying!" He reached out and pulled the quilt to completely cover his head, feeling that if he continued walking this way, he would either freeze to death or suffocate to death.

Prince Duan stopped talking and tucked the quilt behind Muxi to reduce the amount of cold wind entering.

After a long time, Du Gang opened the prison van, and other officers started to make a fire and cook, and became busy.

An Muxi was woken up. He opened his sleepy eyes and lifted the quilt a little. The cold wind rushed in and he saw a protruding Adam's apple and a pair of dark eyes.

The two looked at each other, calm and peaceful.

"Xier's face is not so red anymore!" Prince Duan raised his big hand and stroked Muxi's forehead again. It was indeed not so hot anymore.

Feeling the vibrations from Prince Duan's chest, An Muxi sniffed. This man smelled good. Why didn't she notice it before? The smell of male hormones lingered around her. An Muxi suddenly became shy and retracted her head. She was hugged by this man all night last night. Alas, why didn't she feel disgusted at all?

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Countless question marks crossed my mind.

The brain froze, and after restarting it displayed garbled characters again.

If this goes on, won’t I fall for him? I can’t, I absolutely can’t. But his embrace is so warm. I sniffed it again. Why can’t I smell it? ? ?

"Cough cough!" The cough of an official came into his ears, and An Muxi finally woke up. He sat up, picked up his shackles, and ran towards the woods as if escaping.

Prince Duan sat up, moved his legs to the ground, glanced at An Muxi who was like a wolf, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. For some reason, he liked the feeling of holding her in his arms. When she was sleeping, she was like a well-behaved little rabbit, warm and soft!!!

Du Gang came over.

"Your Majesty, I will help you up!"

"Ok!"

Du Gang crawled under Prince Duan's armpits and used his legs to prop up Prince Duan's body.

Prince Duan was in a good mood and felt much more relaxed that night. He walked towards the woods with the support of Du Gang.

When I came back again, I found Muxi squatting on a stool cutting ginger, her anklet tied around her waist with a skirt belt, a black backpack under the stool, and three stone stoves behind her. The branches in the stove were burning vigorously, and the water in the pot was steaming.

"Help this king over!"

Prince Duan was helped to come in front of Mu Xi and sat on a stool.

Du Gang glanced at Mu Xi who was cutting ginger. He felt that this princess was quite strange. Her backpack had everything except a small cutting board and knives, which he had never seen before. Besides, shouldn't ginger be frozen? The ginger she cut was obviously fresh. He turned around and left with doubts.

Prince Duan stared at Mu Xi's red face and drooping eyelids. He felt that this woman was alienated from him. Last night, she slept next to him like a kitten. After thinking for a moment, he asked inquiringly,

"Xi'er, have you taken your medicine?"

"Drink ginger soup later!" Mu Xi scooped a ladle of hot water from the pot and poured it into the wooden basin, then took out a piece of gauze from his backpack and threw it into the basin. These days, this prince had wasted a lot of gauze.

"Your Highness, wash your face!" After saying that, he put the wooden basin on the stool, turned around and threw the ginger into the pot, then squatted down and added branches into the stove.

Prince Duan rolled up his sleeves, wrung out the gauze, wiped his face, and then rubbed his big palms.

For some reason, after last night, the relationship between the two became subtle, and this little woman was obviously different.

An Muxi broke off a long branch and looked at the black horse not far away, thinking about how to ride on the black horse and escape. If he didn't run, he would freeze to death on the road of exile sooner or later.

Due to distraction, my finger felt pricked, "Ah!"

Mu Xi exclaimed, a trace of blood appeared on his index finger. Damn, why is there blood? He quickly stood up, walked to the stool, and picked up the backpack on the ground.

But before I could take out the gauze, my arm was pulled away by Prince Duan. I felt a warm and soft feeling at my fingertips. I turned my head and found that my fingers were held in Prince Duan's mouth. His focused expression seemed very serious. If I wanted to get angry, he was kind-hearted. If I didn't get angry, it would be really disgusting. What if he had foot-and-mouth disease or something? Wouldn't I be heartbroken again???

After sucking for a while, Prince Duan gently let go of Mu Xi's wrist, "Why are you so careless?"

Mu Xi did not respond. He turned around and poured the anti-venom water on his index finger. The transparent liquid flowed to the ground and foamed, and then he put a Band-Aid on it.

The ginger soup in the pot began to boil. Mu Xi carried the pot to the ground, let it cool down to about 50%, poured it into the water bag, screwed on the stopper, threw the water bag into the cloth bag, took out two bowls, poured the remaining ginger soup into the bowls, handed a bowl to Prince Duan, and drank it in big gulps.

Du Gang brought two bowls of white rice porridge with two small salted cucumbers on top.

"My Lord, Princess, it's time to eat. We have to hurry up and leave soon!"

"Well, let it go!"

Mu Xi took the bowl of porridge and started eating it in big mouthfuls, while he was glancing at Du Gang and several other officials who were eating.

After swallowing a bowl of warm porridge, he said loudly, "Your Majesty, I will go pick up some branches and wash your feet!" Then he ran quickly towards the black horse, the opportunity was once lost, it would never come again!!!

The corners of Prince Duan's mouth slightly raised. He continued to lower his eyes and eat porridge. He didn't expect that this little woman was becoming more and more considerate.

Du Gang also heard this, but didn't care and continued to drink his porridge.

When he found his black horse making a loud noise, Mu Xi had already climbed onto the horse's back and was running forward. His legs were shackled and could not be completely relaxed, so he sat on the horse's back with his legs splayed outward.

"Princess!" Du Gang threw down his chopsticks, stood up and chased after her.

All the officials put down their bowls of porridge and ran over.

"An Muxi, you want to run away again!!!" Prince Duan overturned the bowl of porridge, and a nameless anger rushed to the top of his head. It turned out that he was pretending just now. He thought too well of her.

Du Gang quickly ran to another horse, jumped on it, and chased after it.

An Muxi glanced back, then raised the whip and whipped the horse's butt hard.

Perhaps it was because of the pain from being whipped, or perhaps it was because of the rubbing of Mu Xi's iron shackles, the black horse became manic, and kicked its tail while running. Mu Xi was frightened and turned pale. He hugged the horse's neck tightly, but his body soon fell backwards.

I thought I would have a concussion, but there was no pain as I had imagined. My body bounced back, and this happened repeatedly, like a palm-leaf fan fanning me back and forth.

"Ah, help!" Mu Xi screamed.

It turned out that the shackles were stuck on the saddle. Every time the black horse kicked, Muxi's body swung back and forth, a bit like the thrilling special effects in the movies.