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

Mu Xi was awakened, his body swayed, looking at Prince Duan's furious face, he forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, yawned, and looked lazy. If he was angry, he would not be angry, but if he was very angry, he would have to buy medicine and spend money.

"You are a hopeless case!"

"Ah!" Mu Xi yawned again, his moist black eyes were calm, and the two fake eyeballs on his eyelids looked funny and funny. Besides, he had been arguing for a whole day and was tired.

Seeing that Mu Xi was not angry, Prince Duan pursed his lips and was silent for a while, "Want to sleep?" The more sleepy this hard-core girl was, the more he would torment her.

"Yeah, yeah!" Mu Xi nodded quickly.

"Then serve me well!" After saying that, he opened his arms, looking like a supreme being waiting to undress.

An Muxi sniffed, walked around behind Prince Duan, pushed the wheelchair hard, walked towards the bed, and said softly, "Prince, shall we take off our clothes on the bed?"

Without waiting for Prince Duan to refuse, An Muxi exerted force and the wheelchair rushed towards the bed. Prince Duan's body fell forward uncontrollably, and the wheelchair fell to the ground, with the wheels spinning rapidly. Damn, do you think I'm easy to bully?

I thought I would see Prince Duan fall flat on his face, but this guy was actually standing steadily beside the bed, "An Muxi, you are looking for death!" Prince Duan was so angry that his face turned pale and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably. He reached out for the wheelchair, but it was too far away and he couldn't reach it.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I was careless just now." After saying that, she turned around and ran to the door.

When he opened the door, a fresh breeze blew towards him. The sky was bright with a bright moon and sparse stars, and the scenery was pleasant. Muxi was in a good mood.

He ran to the gate of Moyang Palace, stopped, and looked out at Prince Duan who was staggering and holding the wall. He showed his sharp little white teeth and said in a coquettish voice,

"Prince, come and chase me!" She took out a handkerchief to cover half of her face, revealing a shy look of a daughter.

Looking at the four eyes of the rolling meat and his pretentious behavior, Prince Duan became even more angry.

"An Muxi, do you think you are tired of living?"

Dongfeng and Rongjing pushed open the door of the guard room and walked out. They couldn't help laughing when listening to An Muxi's coquettish voice.

"Dongfeng, go and get me that rolling meat!"

Prince Duan endured the severe pain in his legs and swung a whip into the air.

Seeing Prince Duan's angry face, Mu Xi continued to speak softly,

"Your Highness, please don't get angry in the middle of the night. I've been serving you all day. My back and waist are sore and I must be very tired!" After saying that, he took off his two fake eyeballs and threw them into the air, then ran towards Qingya Pavilion.

Looking at the two eyeballs slowly falling to the ground, Prince Duan was so angry that his whole body trembled, "Dongfeng, what are you still standing there for?"

Rong Jing came over and said, "My Lord, please don't be angry. The princess is still young and needs some training."

Prince Duan moved his lips a few times, seeming to want to say something but stopped himself.

Seeing that Prince Duan's expression had eased, Rong Jing continued to persuade, "Your Highness, the princess has been used to being free since she was a child, and it will be difficult for her to change in a short period of time. Besides, she did learn a lesson today. After all, she is only sixteen years old!" He looked at her with expectation, and he would do his best to persuade them to reconcile. He didn't want the two masters to fight every day.

"So this means that I am wrong?"

Rong Jing rolled his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, learning is not a one-day or two-day thing. You are tired too. I will help you go back to your room to rest."

"Yes, torture her tomorrow," he looked at Dongfeng, "Go get Gu Qingzhou's parrot!"

"Yes, Your Majesty," Dongfeng turned and left.

Prince Duan helped Rong Jing into the inner room.

An Muxi ran to Qingya Pavilion in one breath, looked back, and there was no sign of Dongfeng. He felt relieved, thinking that the lame prince had stopped his activities!

Glancing at my room, I found that the oil lamp was still on, and the shadows of plum blossoms, orchids and green bamboos were reflected on the windows.

Open the door and walk into the house.

Cuizhu and Meilan immediately put down their embroidery and stood up.

"Princess, I have prepared hot water for you to take a bath!"

"Just wash your feet to relieve your fatigue!" An Muxi took off her skirt, threw away her two embroidered shoes, and leaned lazily on the pillow.

Cuizhu quickly brought a bucket of hot water and put Muxi's feet in the water. "Princess, how is the water temperature?"

"Well, it feels good. Please give me a massage. I'm in pain all over my body!!!" The lame prince has been torturing himself for a whole day, and the people who ordered him to do so were not excessive.

"Yes, Princess!" Mei Lan came over, knelt beside Mu Xi, and began to massage gently.

So, one of the two maids helped Muxi massage her legs and wash her feet, while the other massaged her shoulders. Muxi soon fell asleep comfortably.

The next day.

It's just dawn.

Mu Xi was awakened by Cui Zhu, "Princess, the prince invites you to Moyang Palace."

"It's only what time and I'm not awake yet!" After saying that, he turned over and continued to sleep.

Cuizhu tugged at the corner of her clothes fiercely, "Princess, the prince said that if you don't come to Moyang Palace in a cup of tea, he will come to see you in person."

Mu Xi rolled his eyes a few times and forced himself to stand up.

"Your prince is a pervert. He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't torture me. Serve me!"

Cuizhu helped Muxi put on her clothes and comb her hair.

Meilan brought hot water and helped Muxi brush his teeth and wash his face.

After finishing his work, Mu Xi walked towards Mo Yang Palace listlessly. He was so sleepy. It was early in the morning and he should have been refreshed. But look, it seemed as if there were no roots under his feet, as if he was stepping on cotton. Now he felt like he could fall asleep even if he lay on the ground.

Cuizhu and Meilan followed behind, watching each other closely, and no one dared to say much.