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

The guards opened fire with all their might, and as their swords flew, the rest of the men in black were beaten and fled. The last man in black saw that the situation was hopeless and knelt down to beg for mercy:

"Your Majesty, please spare me. I didn't know it was you in the carriage."

Bei Feng lifted the black-clothed man's veil and asked angrily, "Who ordered you to do this?"

"Master, we work on the edge of a knife and lick blood. We never ask who the employer is. As long as we pay money, it's fine."

Xifeng raised his sword and exerted force, and the black-clothed man's head fell to the ground instantly. A stream of scarlet blood spurted out far away. The head on the ground was still blinking, looking at its body suspiciously.

Seeing the headless corpse tumbling to the ground, Mu Xi felt very uncomfortable and sat on the stool. This killing was much bloodier than the zombies in the end times. The zombies were all people who deserved to be killed, but these were all living beings!

Prince Duan looked at Mu Xi's fearless eyes, and his dark black pupils changed again and again. "I just saved your life, so I'm going to repay the food that An Mansion sent yesterday!"

Mu Xi's eyes flickered a few times but she didn't respond. Now she felt more and more that it was the right thing for her father to send her to the palace. This group of men in black must have been sent by the Sun family. Moreover, this paralyzed prince was very manly and reacted quickly enough to protect her at the critical moment!

The horse started running again.

Arriving at Prince Duan's Mansion, An Muxi had just jumped off the carriage when a big hand grabbed his arm tightly. "What? You're leaving after you're done with me?"

"So what? The prince just said that he wanted to return the food to the An Mansion!" He twitched his arm in annoyance.

Prince Duan still held on tightly, got off the carriage with his legs, then put his two big hands on An Muxi's shoulders and stood up with force, "Don't forget your identity!"

An Muxi was almost suffocated by the pressure and said angrily, "Give me the divorce letter, and we will have nothing to do with each other, and your identity as Princess Duan will be free."

Dongfeng pushed the wheelchair over.

Prince Duan sat on the chair and said, "You have to take care of the sick for a year. This is the emperor's decree. Does Aunt An want to disobey?"

"Don't call me Aunt An!" An Muxi went around the wheelchair and pushed it hard. How could I meet such a bad person in my whole life? I have to go back to Qingya Pavilion to cook boiled fish!

Meilan and Cuizhu looked at each other and followed the two silently. Their prince and princess had been fighting since their wedding yesterday and have been fighting until now.

After many twists and turns, they arrived at Moyang Palace. When Mu Xi saw the brand new plaque, he paused. It seemed that there was silver in the mansion.

Rong Jing, Gu Qingzhou, and Zixuan were standing at the door, looking at the plaque of Moyang Palace, holding hammers in their hands, and it seemed that they had just finished their work.

The three of them saw Prince Duan and An Muxi and saluted in unison, "Prince, Princess!"

Prince Duan's face darkened, "She doesn't deserve it. Calling her Aunt An is already a compliment to her!"

Rong Jing smiled awkwardly, "Your Highness, this morning, the tea that Mo Li brought back from the south was bought by the second master of the An family when he placed it in the store. Not a single piece was left. He also said that next time we have tea and other things, we can send them directly to the An family's tea shop. They will take care of it all. We made a small profit."

"Oh, not bad!" He glanced at An Muxi beside him and found that her little face was puffed up with anger, "Don't think that your An family's help in my business offsets the fact that they stuffed an illiterate, useless person into my mansion!" He remembered An Muxi's stammering recitation of the poem in Kunning Palace, and he was more certain that this was a useless person.

"My Lord, the divorce letter!"

An Muxi walked around to the front of the wheelchair, his tone full of determination.

Prince Duan did not respond, but looked at Butler Shi who was walking over.

Steward Shi was holding a big fish in his hand. "My Lord, I have bought the grass carp that the princess asked me to buy." He then looked at An Muxi, his cloudy old eyes flickered, and he turned to the direction of the small kitchen in the west wing. "The various vegetables that the princess wanted have been put in the small kitchen."

"Didn't I say that I would cook in the small kitchen of Qingya Pavilion? Your Majesty promised me?"

Steward Shi sneered, handed the grass carp to Mei Lan, and said nothing more.

Meilan carried the wooden barrel and walked towards the small kitchen in the west wing, and Cuizhu followed behind.

Prince Duan looked at Mu Xi's angry face and raised the corners of his mouth, "To serve the sick, you must naturally cook for me, including all daily life."

"It was the prince who promised me first!" Mu Xi raised his voice.

"I promise that you will not live in the cell but in Qingya Pavilion. I also agree that you can cook in the kitchenette. Do you have any objections?"

"You, you are changing the concept!" An Muxi widened his eyes, clenched his fists, and took a step forward.

"Why, you still want to hit me? Don't forget, I only used two of the twenty lashes yesterday!"

"That's because you don't have the ability to hit me, so you used the twenty lashes." Mu Xi yelled.

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Gu Qingzhou, Rong Jing and Zixuan bowed and hurriedly walked out of the courtyard of Moyang Palace.

"Go cook, and learn to read in the afternoon. I will teach you personally!" After saying that, he turned the wheelchair and entered Moyang Palace.