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

Prince Duan glanced up and down at An Muxi's smug eyes and found that this woman showed the three words "rolling meat" to the fullest as soon as she got the upper hand.

"If I find out that you took Yu Yan's letter, you're dead!" His tone was full of threats.

An Muxi stiffened his neck and recited without knowing how to die:

"The orioles are singing on the island in the river. A beautiful lady is the ideal match for the gentleman. The water chestnuts are lush and varied, flowing around. The beautiful lady is sought day and night, but cannot be obtained. Day and night, she is thinking about him, so carefree, tossing and turning..."

With every word, Prince Duan became more angry, and before he could finish speaking, he was fiercely lifted up, "You have repeatedly challenged my bottom line. Aren't you tired of living? Huh?" The rising ending tone was full of domineering momentum.

"Why, I, An Muxi, can't I write a few love poems? Everyone has their first love. I have a lot of admirers. Don't you think I hang out in places of entertainment and surrounded by men every day?"

Prince Duan gnashed his teeth angrily and rudely tore off the skirt on Mu Xi's arm.

"Turning around,"

"Why, Your Highness, you still won't give up? We are partners for now. Don't take off her clothes or anything like that. It affects the harmony. After all, she is only sixteen years old and will get married in the future!" He said in a joking tone. The angrier the paralytic got, the more it proved that he was right.

Prince Duan turned Mu Xi's body half a circle, and when he saw the whip wounds on his arms and lower back that had just healed, his dark eyes changed again and again. He stretched out his big hand and pulled his trouser leg and shook it a few times, but the handkerchief did not fall out as he had imagined. He hesitated in his mind whether to search him further.

Dongfeng's voice came from outside the door, "Your Majesty, we didn't find anything in the thatched house, the surrounding yard, or the bushes."

"understood!"

Prince Duan pursed his lips tightly, and the muscles in his neck were throbbing. He turned Mu Xi's body and looked into her clear eyes, and found that she still looked like she deserved a beating, and she didn't feel ashamed for taking off her clothes.

The room was silent, but Prince Duan's angry, suppressed breathing could be heard clearly.

The two looked at each other, one furious, the other indifferent.

“How many men have you slept with?”

"Then I have to count carefully!"

An Muxi started counting from his little finger and counted several times, but there was no sign of him stopping.

"lewd!"

At this moment, Prince Duan felt that this woman was more and more abnormal. He loosened his clenched fists, pushed his wheelchair and staggered to the table, opened the drawer, and began to search carefully.

After searching in vain, he sat down on the chair dejectedly, his deep black eyes seemed lifeless, and his pale face seemed to have lost its color. God knows how much he treasured these letters for so many years, and now that they are all lost, his heart seems to have been pierced with countless holes!!!

An Muxi put on his clothes, looked at the soulless Prince Duan, and asked tentatively: "Prince, it's getting dark, I'm going back to Qingya Pavilion!"

Prince Duan did not respond. He rolled his eyes and moved his gaze from the table to An Muxi's palm-sized face. He found that this woman's eyes and attitude showed that she had succeeded. If she had not taken it, she would have roared loudly. But just now, there was a look of smugness in her eyes. Yes, it was smugness, the smugness after successfully stealing something. No one in the world came to steal these letters except this woman, but she had nothing on her body!

An Muxi slowly backed away from the door, fearing that the man would pounce on her like a lion.

"You'll be on guard tonight!"

"Why? I'm exhausted after working all afternoon and I've even finished reading such a thick book, and you're still torturing me?" His voice was filled with anger.

"The emperor has issued an order: you must serve the king for a year. Besides, you are now the Princess of Duan, so serving the king and keeping watch are part of your duties!"

A big hand lit the candle in the oil lamp, and the room immediately became bright.

Mu Xi thought for a moment and decided not to argue with him because he couldn't win. He sat down on the chaise longue and rubbed his eyes. It seemed that he would sleep here tonight. It was good. The bookish smell would make those traditional Chinese characters jump into his head tomorrow morning, and he would be a real scholar. After a round of inspection, he simply lay down on the chaise longue, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The room was silent, with only the occasional flicker of candlelight.

Mu Xi slept comfortably in the room, but the guards of the palace were very busy. They lit lanterns and continued to search every courtyard of the palace, including Qingya Pavilion, which they searched several times.

The next day.

An Muxi rubbed his sleepy eyes, stood up, and found that the prince was like a sculpture, sitting silently on the chair, his face still as pale as paper, without the domineering and arrogance of yesterday.

I walked over and found four lines of sad poetry written on the paper:

We met again in the depths of the curved railing, we trembled while we leaned against each other with tears. We should share the same sadness after the separation, but the most unbearable thing is the clear resentment under the bright moon.

"Your Highness, have you been sitting here all night?" he asked in a probing tone.

Mu Xi rubbed his eyes in disbelief. It’s just a few letters. What’s the big deal?

Prince Duan did not respond. He looked at An Muxi and found that this woman had slept all night and looked very good. Her fair and moist cheeks were shiny and her clear eyes were lazy. At this moment, she was not at all like a rolling knife meat!!!