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

There was a gloomy atmosphere over the entire An residence, but An Muxi lived happily in the farmer's house.

It can be said that these few days have completely released the primitive nature of human beings. Regardless of whether I love it or not, it’s quite enjoyable anyway.

At this time, she was wearing a purple floral cotton jacket, black cotton pants, red short boots, and a pair of big cotton hands. She was holding a bundle of branches, walking and stopping, singing wild Minnan songs.

“Love is like the wind, coming and going without a trace, bringing sadness to my face, and complaining in my heart…” The two long ears on the rabbit hat trembled because of the singing, which looked funny and funny.

Prince Duan was standing in front of a dead tree chopping branches. Every time he chopped for a while, he looked up at Mu Xi and found that this little woman sang boldly and beautifully. In the past few days, he had heard her sing many songs that he had never heard before. Each song was very strange. He never thought that this unlearned little woman could sing so many songs. Some of the languages ​​were completely incomprehensible to him. For a moment, he realized that he was the unlearned person.

These days, the two of them lived an extremely comfortable life, reading and writing, picking up branches during the day, and having physical communication at night. It can be said that their life reached an unprecedented climax.

Mu Xi came to Prince Duan and placed the branches on the ground, "Your Majesty, this is enough to burn for a day!"

"Well, I'll chop more to warm up the house. Xi'er likes a warm bed!"

"Hey, Prince, why weren't you so nice before?" An Muxi picked up the scattered branches, feeling warm in her heart. After a few days of contact, she found that Prince Duan was actually very good, could cook, and was considerate of herself. Such men would have been snatched up in modern times.

Prince Duan did not respond, but raised his axe and continued to work hard. Forget about the past, now this little woman belongs to him completely, and it is only natural to treat her well.

So, between the snow-covered sky and earth, a man in plain clothes was chopping down a tree with all his might, while a woman was picking up branches in front of him. This picture of life was a true portrayal of every farmer's household in Daxia.

An Muxi gathered the branches, glanced at the white sky and earth, and said worriedly, "Your Highness, it has been snowing for several days. This is obviously a snowstorm. I heard that the grain harvest this year is not good. The people are going to suffer!!!"

"Well, I can't help you either. You are dead now!"

Prince Duan took out a rope, tied the branches together, and hung the branches behind him, then opened his arms and said, "Come up!"

"Are you okay?"

"Okay, I've eaten a lot of wolf meat these days, and I feel much better. On the contrary, Xier seems to be very tired at night!" He said in a doting tone.

"Then stand still, I'm coming!" An Muxi took a few steps back, took a running start, and rushed forward.

"Haha, Your Majesty will be Xier's legs from now on." Mu Xi hugged Prince Duan's neck tightly, her eyes full of little stars.

"Haha," Prince Duan hugged Mu Xi's waist and lifted her butt up, "I know you are tired. Your body is too weak. Start learning martial arts from me tomorrow!!!"

"Not learn!"

"Didn't Xier say she wanted to learn martial arts?"

"I regret it again. I can't encounter wolves every day. Besides, the prince is so good and protects me every day!" Mu Xi raised his palm-sized face and stroked Prince Duan's chin, feeling his warmth. It seems that he has fallen for him these days.

"Okay, your Majesty. Let me sing another song!" Prince Duan walked forward with his long legs, leaving a trail of deep footprints behind him.

"What song does Your Majesty want to listen to? The Beijing dialect version of "Love and Sorrow", the Cantonese version of "Blood and Loyalty", or the Minnan dialect version of "A Breeze of Love", you can choose whatever you like!"

"I have heard all these, let's try something different!"

Mu Xi smiled evilly, cleared his throat, put his face close to Prince Duan's jaw, and sang softly.

"You are my lover, a man like a rose, with your fiery lips, you make me endlessly ecstatic at midnight. You are my lover, as pure as a lily, with your gentle body temperature, you heal the sentimental scars in my heart..."

With the gentle and graceful voice and the seduction of the little woman in his arms, Prince Duan suddenly stepped forward, pushed Mu Xi against the tree trunk, and bent down to kiss her.

The fierce kiss was like a fanatical beast, biting Muxi's pink lips mercilessly, and their breathing gradually became rapid.

Prince Duan hugged the little woman tightly in his arms. At this moment, he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, and even more so, he wanted to get into the depths of her soul and make her belong to him completely.

At this moment, the snow between the sky and the earth seemed to freeze. They silently looked at the man and woman in front of the tree, feeling the heat in their chests, afraid that they would be burned into smoke after falling.

Mu Xi's back was hurt by the impact and he regretted hiring him for such a thing. It was freezing cold here and if he did that, he would be frozen into an ice sculpture and laughed at by the world.

After a long time, Prince Duan finally let go of Mu Xi and looked at her swollen lips and wet eyes tenderly, "Don't sing this song anymore!"

"Didn't the prince want something different? Who knew you would react so strongly?"

"Then you are not allowed to sing again!"

"Well, my Lord, let's go back. It's snowing so heavily!"

Prince Duan picked up An Muxi and continued to walk forward. An Muxi clasped his legs together like a monkey.

When they were almost at the foot of the mountain, they saw two officers coming out of the old woman's house holding a portrait.

"If you see this person, be sure to report it to the authorities. The court will reward you handsomely!"

The old woman and grandfather nervously escorted him to the door and said, "Don't worry, sir. I will report this to the police if I see anything!"

The two officers jumped on their horses, squeezed their bellies, and ran away.

Prince Duan held Mu Xi in his arms and came to the door, then put her down.

"Master, Madam, who is the official investigating?"

The old woman's expression softened. "They said the person who locked the gate of life had robbed the government's food. We must report it to the authorities if we see it."

"Oh, you're so brave that you even dare to rob the government's grain!" Mu Xi gave Long Jingmo a thumbs up in his heart. This big brother Long is so awesome.

The old man looked at the officers walking away and said, "Two waves of officers came this afternoon to investigate. They even checked the girl's room. It looks like it's a big deal!"

"What?" Mu Xi felt a cool breeze on his back. Everyone in Kyoto knew about her face and the prince's face. It would be disastrous if they saw them.

The old woman glanced at Prince Duan and raised her lips.

"Girl, you are a blessed person. Look how good your man is to you. He still has the strength to carry firewood and hold the girl!!!"

"Well, my starling is very strong, and this is not even the strongest period!"

Prince Duan pulled Mu Xi into the house and put the firewood on the ground, "We have to leave here tomorrow!"

"I think so too. If people knew we were still alive, there would be unrest again!" Mu Xi took off his hat and gloves, lay directly on the kang, put his hand under the mattress to feel the heat.

Prince Duan stuffed the branches into the stove and lit them.

The flames grew bigger and bigger, engulfing all the branches in the stove pit.