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

"Falsely accuse you!"

Prince Ding'an angrily took out a jade comb from his arms, "Here is the evidence. Qinglian said that you sleep with it on your face every day. If it wasn't given by that wild man, you would cherish it so much!!!"

"Your Highness, you misunderstood. Ever since the princess passed away, I have been unable to sleep at night and have been feeling very anxious. Every day I can only fall asleep by putting a comb against my face and feeling the slight coolness!" After saying this, she burst into tears again.

"Tell me, who was that man just now?" King Ding'an roared again.

"Your Highness, that person just now threatened me. Don't make a sound, or he will kill me. My heart is still beating!" A white hand like jade was pressed on the chest, as if it would jump out if it was not pressed.

But Prince Ding'an became even angrier, and raised his big hand to slap her hard, "Bitch, I have never seen anyone who can lie without blushing, and you are the first one. Who are those love letters and white silk in your room written to? Go back home, and don't come out without permission!" After that, he turned the wheelchair and walked towards the stairs.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts!" Xia Yuyan burst into tears again, and half of her face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye. She walked towards the stairs while crying, and when she saw An Muxi, her voice sounded as if she was strangled.

An Muxi showed his sharp little white teeth, and it was so comfortable. At this time, Xia Yuyan's face was red, like a turkey. It has not been long since the affair was exposed. Prince Ding'an is still quite domineering, but it is not right to promote the concubine to the princess immediately after the original wife died. Tsk tsk, at least wait for a year and a half! ! !

Seeing the pride in Mu Xi's eyes, Xia Yuyan revealed a resentful look. She had diarrhea the whole afternoon yesterday. It must be this woman's fault.

Mu Xi glared back fiercely. If I said that the comb belonged to Prince Duan, the Prince Duan's mansion would probably be poked with countless holes. It is said that Prince Ding'an was favored by Queen Dowager Chu, and the two families had very close contacts. It just so happened that Queen Dowager Chu's brother was tragically murdered, and Prince Ding'an was cuckolded again.

The excitement died down and the singing started again on the stage.

Muxi picked up the melon seeds from the plate, stuffed them into his mouth, and started eating them leisurely.

A man in blue came over and bowed respectfully.

"Princess, my master invites you over!"

An Muxi was stunned for a moment, "Who is your master?" He glanced at the room opposite and found two strange men in gorgeous clothes. Judging from their attire, they must be of high status.

Seeing Mu Xi's hesitation, the man in blue bowed again, "Princess, my master has some questions that he wants to ask you. It won't take too long."

"Okay, just for a moment!"

Mu Xi walked towards the opposite wing, and when he saw the man's face, his heart skipped a beat. It was all over. He could not get away from the royal family. The man had fair skin, distinct features, sharp sideburns, and eyebrows as black as ink. He looked 60% like the prince, and he looked noble and dignified in a purple robe. He seemed to be some prince.

Look at the other one, he looks similar, but his peach blossom eyes make people feel uncomfortable. This person has a cold look in his eyes, his face is pale, and his cheeks are sunken. It can be seen from one look that he has been doing that for many years and his kidneys are extremely weak.

"Aunt Imperial, my name is Murong Wenye!" After saying that, he stood up and saluted respectfully. This An Muxi was really generous and elegant. When he saw the suave and elegant self, his eyes were calm and composed.

Mu Xi searched his memory and asked inquiringly, "The Third Prince?" He looked at the other man, "The Fourth Prince?"

Murong Wenye and Murong Wende raised their lips at the same time, "Eighth Auntie is so smart!"

The fourth prince made a gesture of invitation.

An Muxi sat on the chair, staring at the two princes opposite him, "I wonder if the two princes...?"

"Aunt, Wen Ye wants to ask for advice on how to protect a country from being coveted by foreign enemies!"

Mu Xi did not respond. As the third prince of Da Xia, doesn’t he have this common sense?

"Aunt Imperial, Wen Ye just wants to hear different opinions!" There was sincerity in his voice.

After a moment of silence, Mu Xi slowly said, "Either we defeat him or the country becomes rich and the people become strong. All the truth lies in our fists!!!" He wanted to leave quickly and didn't want to have anything to do with the royal family. Looking at the actors on the stage, these two princes were definitely not normal today.

"Auntie Huang said it well!" The third prince's eyes burst with joy, picked up the teapot, and poured half a cup of tea for Mu Xi. The same question, the other girls on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month were hesitant and not perfect, only this An Mu Xi hit the nail on the head.

The aroma of Longjing tea wafted into Muxi's nose, and he shifted his gaze to the teacup.

"I know that the Queen Aunt loves to drink Longjing tea, so I specially brewed a pot of it."

Mu Xi's heart skipped a beat again, but he didn't show it on his face. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. Has he become so popular among the royal family that even his preferences are no longer a secret?

The fourth prince sat up straight, "Aunt, is there any way to solve the annual floods in the south?"

Mu Xi put down the teacup and said, "I don't know that. I'm not like you men who want to stabilize the country and have lofty ambitions. I only know how to listen to music and gamble. I can't even recognize a few words!" He is not a fool. He will make more mistakes if he talks too much. If he doesn't speak, there will be no mistakes.

"Haha! The Imperial Aunt is quite straightforward. How about Wende taking the Imperial Aunt to the Crown Prince's gambling house to play a few games?"

An Muxi was so angry, calling her "Auntie Imperial Auntie" so heartbreakingly, she had already divorced him, okay?

"How about some other day, let's go to the opera today?" Mu Xi smiled awkwardly, and decided to check the almanac before going out today.

"Okay, let's listen to the opera!" The third prince gave a kind smile.

The three of them stared at the stage intently.

After the song, there was warm applause from the stands.

Suddenly, the sound of ping-pong fighting was heard downstairs, and someone shouted, "His Highness is injured, go and call the imperial physician!" The voice was full of urgency.

Upon hearing this, An Muxi was overjoyed. He stood up and walked to the window. He found the prince leaning against the opposite wall covered in blood. His cold eyes were like an angry lion. This guy looked very majestic and domineering when he was angry.

Fang Ning and Fang Yu held swords in their hands and worked together to deal with the man in green.

The man in green, wearing a veil, looked like a nimble cheetah, holding a sharp sword and rushing straight towards the prince's vital point.

Oh my God, this is obviously the man who is trying to take my life. The last time Brother Long fought with the prince in the palace, his men were all dressed like this.

Fang Ning desperately hugged the prince's body and turned his back to the man in green.

"Puff!" Fang Ning spat out a mouthful of blood, and the prince's face seemed to be covered with a layer of red paint.

"String candied haws, string candied haws!!!" An Muxi clenched his fists and muttered to himself.

"Is the Imperial Aunt very nervous?" Murong Wenye asked inquiringly.

"After all, he is the crown prince of a country and the future heir to the throne. How can he get hurt!" After saying that, he looked at the third prince beside him and found that there was a hint of excitement in his burning eyes.

Looking at the Fourth Prince, he also had an unfriendly look in his eyes.

No wonder people say that the imperial family is the most ruthless. The crown prince is dead, the second prince died on the battlefield, so the future heir apparent must be the third prince. If I'm not mistaken, the third prince is in cahoots with Long Jingmo's people, and the fourth prince is just a spectator.

As he thought about it, he felt a chill on his back. How could he deal with a group of executioners? That lame prince's legs and feet were healed. He killed Chu Shixun's family of 18 and could sleep peacefully in his own room. He just had a secret meeting with the woman of Prince Ding'an. Now here comes the third prince. I don't know how many beasts he will encounter in the future.