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

Prince Duan used his big hand to hold An Muxi tightly, and put the other end of the rope around his wrist.

"Write quickly and stop talking nonsense! It's not easy being with me!" He said in a threatening tone and pulled the rope hard with his big hand.

"You big pervert, isn't this girl good enough to you today? Believe it or not, I will report you to Prince Ding'an. I don't know where you get the confidence from. How much better than others?" His eyes swept to Prince Duan's legs.

"He's already in such bad shape, and he's still cheating on his aunt!"

Prince Duan stopped talking, lay down on the pillow behind him and closed his eyes.

Seeing his dead pig's fearless behavior, An Muxi became even angrier. He took out a handful of powder from the space, held his breath, and blew it up fiercely.

Smelling something strange in the air, Prince Duan suddenly opened his eyes, held his breath, and showed a look of astonishment, but soon closed his eyes and fainted.

An Muxi swept the air with his sleeves a few times, quickly stepped forward, untied the rope on Prince Duan's wrist, reached into his arms, took out the divorce letter, unfolded it, but it was not a divorce letter at all, but clearly a piece of blank paper.

"Damn it, this treacherous guy, does he think I'm easy to bully?" After saying that, she tore the white paper into pieces and punched me twice. This man is a bad guy to the core, no wonder he is lame.

Looking at Prince Duan's closed eyes, An Muxi suddenly grinned evilly, untied the rope on his ankles, tied his limbs like a pig, and finally tied them to one leg of the kang table.

Still feeling unsatisfied, he kicked twice more.

"I let you steal my food and tie me up with a rope. This is the first time I let you tie me up. Will I let you tie me up a second time?"

After doing all this, Mu Xi opened an umbrella and went outside. It was not surprising that the rain had become a little lighter. He exhaled deeply, walked past several rows of dormitories, and headed towards the back door of Kongyin Temple.

From the hall came the clear voice of Monk Zhishan:

"Year after year, I have deeply repented of the evil deeds I committed in the past before the Dharma seat. With the Buddha's blessing, I have changed my ways and made improvements. As the years of ignorance pass, goodness sprouts in repentance, and wisdom takes root in shame. The compassionate and great Buddha always gives voice to those who are filthy with sin and gives them the opportunity to start anew."

Listening to the magnetic life principles, Mu Xi felt that the depression in his chest had dissipated a lot. He took a few quick steps and found that everyone was crowded in the side hall to listen to Monk Zhishan's sermon.

The Sixth Princess was wearing the clothes of a young monk and was staring at Zhishan with admiration, as if she was listening with fascination.

Looking at Mu Zili again, he was almost falling asleep while listening and his saliva was flowing.

When Monk Zhishan saw An Muxi at the door, he was stunned for a moment, then he quickly calculated with his hands in his sleeves, his eyes full of disbelief. After a complex change of expression, he nodded respectfully and continued to preach.

Everyone looked towards the door at the same time. They were all confused and didn't understand why the famous monk Zhishan nodded respectfully to a little girl.

An Muxi was also puzzled. Zhishan's eyes just now were very strange. He seemed to have seen through his identity as a time traveler. He was hesitating whether to go in or not, when his arm was suddenly grabbed by a big hand.

"Miss An, long time no see!"

The man took off his veil and looked at Muxi gently. He found that this woman was so beautiful today, especially her clear eyes, straight nose, plump pink lips, and cheeks as white as jade. With a white skirt, she looked like a holy snow lotus.

Mu Xi turned his head and was stunned when he saw the person coming.

This person was wearing a long black brocade robe, with distinct facial features, knife-cut temples, eyebrows like ink painting, and blue eyes like the azure sea. The only flaw was that his face was pale, like a sickly girl who had just recovered from a serious illness. With this black robe, he looked romantic and suave, like a talented scholar and a beautiful woman. This appearance and demeanor had already surpassed all human language descriptions.

Seeing the strangeness in Mu Xi's eyes, the man bowed and saluted, "Miss An, my name is Long Jingmo, the one you saved in prison." He raised his big hand and put on the veil.

"It's you!" Mu Xi suddenly realized that he seemed to have forgotten about this. He looked up and down at Long Jingmo, "Are you fully recovered?" Then he looked around, "Aren't you afraid that the police will arrest you again?"

Long Jingmo chuckled, "If I were afraid, I wouldn't come out to see you!"

"Why did the prince want to arrest you? Last time, he almost strangled me to death because you escaped from the prison!" Mu Xi touched his neck involuntarily, and the feeling of suffocation came again.

"I led a group of people to rob one of his banks. In order to protect my companions, I ran slower, so I was caught by his people."

"Oh, no wonder he said you were my accomplice." Mu Xi smiled evilly, blinking his lively almond-shaped eyes and lowering his voice.

"But he is a good thief. He is so bad that he doesn't deserve to be on the throne." I finally have a like-minded person. The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

The two walked out of the main gate of Kongyin Temple together.