After traveling through time, I married a male princess

For the next period of time, in addition to practicing his supernatural powers, Ye Yanxing went into the space to turn over the soil.

When he turned to a place, he saw a small seedling growing there. Ye Yanxing didn't know what kind of plant it was, but it looked pretty good, only about the height of a finger, with a plump stem and very pleasing to the eye.

He fiddled with it and the sturdy plant shook a little. He thought it was quite interesting and decided to leave it there instead of shoveling it away.

Ye Yanxing filled some water from the pool and watered the plants before continuing to prepare the land.

Ye Yanxing didn't go out until he had finished turning over the land.

After this period of verification, Ye Yanxing has come to a conclusion about the flow rate of space and time outside.

The flow rate between space and the outside world is ten to one. If you stay in the space for ten hours, only one hour will pass outside.

If crops are planted, the growing period will be much shorter.

Because the space is the same place where you enter and exit, Ye Yanxing usually enters the space from the room.

He stayed in the space for almost a day, and just over an hour had passed when he came out.

"Your Highness, are you done with your work?" Fu Qianrun was leaning on the couch reading a book. The white rabbit fur underneath him had been replaced with a new one.

"Well, ma'am, do you remember the lawn we were on before? There's a seedling growing there now, I wonder what kind of plant it is."

The memory of the dead began to attack Fu Qianrun again. A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. "What is it?"

"Very fat." Ye Yanxing thought about how to describe the plant, and finally only thought of this word.

"Fat?" Fu Qianrun couldn't imagine.

"I'll take my wife to see it next time." Ye Yan walked to the couch and took the book from Fu Qianrun's hand. "It's time to eat."

Fu Qianrun paused and said, "Okay."

Ye Yanxing squatted down, picked up the shoes on the ground and put them on him.

Fu Qianrun lowered his eyes and looked at the man who was bending down to put on his shoes, and the love in his heart was so full that it was about to overflow.

He didn't think he could do this if he got married.

But Ye Yanxing did it very naturally, without even thinking about it.

And he could also clearly feel that Ye Yanxing cared about him.

Then they will be fine from now on, right?

Thinking of this, Fu Qianrun frowned. Why did he start to worry about gains and losses?

It's not his style.

"What's wrong, Madam?" After Ye Yanxing helped Fu Qianrun put on his shoes, he looked up and saw that he was frowning.

"It's okay." Fu Qianrun withdrew his thoughts, stood up, and walked out of the room first.

"Madam, please wait for me!" Ye Yanxing hurriedly followed. Since Fu Qianrun was unwilling to say, he would not ask.

Fu Qianrun slowed down and waited for Ye Yanxing to walk side by side.

"Madam, are you angry?" Ye Yanxing came up and held his hand.

"No." Fu Qianrun shook Ye Yanxing's hand again. He was just angry with himself. It had nothing to do with Ye Yanxing.

"Oh."

Then neither of them spoke and walked straight to the dining room.

In the next few days, Ye Yanxing was still tinkering with the space. He couldn't think of what crops to plant, so he just planted all fruits.

Grapes, cherries, apples, loquats, and strawberries are all fruits that Ye Yanxing likes to eat, so he used to love collecting them.

His stock was almost gone, and now that he could plant crops in the space, it would just make up for the shortfall.

After planting all these fruits, Ye Yanxing scattered watermelon seeds among the apples, loquats and grapes, leaving it to fate whether they could survive.

After planting, Ye Yanxing stood up, walked to the pool, scooped some water, and watered the ground.

There was still a little water left in the wooden barrel. Ye Yanxing walked to the plant that had grown on its own, picked up the bucket and poured water directly into it.

The plant was wetted by water and its branches swayed happily from side to side.

Ye Yanxing could feel its good mood.

"I'll call you Xiaopang from now on." Ye Yanxing said with a smile.

Xiaopang moved his fat body, not sure whether to acknowledge or reject the name.

However, Ye Yanxing didn't care whether it agreed or not. He just gave it a name and went out.

In March, the weather improved, the snow gradually became less and less, and it would stop snowing occasionally.

Ye Yanxing estimated that the cold wave would soon be over, so he took advantage of this time to go to the forest outside the city to practice every day.

Fu Qianrun also followed along, but the effect of his practice was not as good, so he almost came along to accompany Ye Yanxing.

The king also wanted to come, but Ye Yanxing thought about it and decided not to take it with him.

Now there was nothing but snow in the forest, and there was no space for it to move around, so Ye Yanxing refused to let it follow.

No matter how the king howled, Ye Yan did not waver.

In April, Ye Yanxing's ice ability broke through the sixth level. At this time, the forest was full of ice cones. Fortunately, there was no one there, otherwise he would have been killed every time.

Even the thick tree trunks were scratched with marks.

Fu Qianrun was not attacked because Ye Yanxing was very familiar with his breath and instinctively avoided the attack.

At this time, Fu Qianrun was squatting on a big tree. He was still shocked when he saw the forest full of icicles.

This is equivalent to thousands of troops.

His fingers touched the nearest ice cone, the sharp tip of the ice stood straight up. Fu Qianrun gently pressed it with his fingertips, and the tip of the ice pierced the flesh. Blood beads spread out and flowed down along the tip of the ice.

Fu Qianrun retracted his fingers and used his body's supernatural powers to repair the wound.

Within a few breaths, the wound on the fingertips disappeared and returned to its original smoothness.

After an unknown amount of time, the ice cones began to break and then melted together with the snow on the ground, covering the ground.

Ye Yanxing appeared out of nowhere, and his first words were, "Madam is injured?" He smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

"No." Fu Qianrun rubbed his fingers that had just recovered and said calmly.

"Madam, you are lying." Ye Yanxing took his hand and kissed the back of it. "Did I hurt Madam?"

"No, I hurt myself." Fu Qianrun confessed.

"Why?" Ye Yanxing didn't understand. Is there anyone who likes to get hurt?

"......" Fu Qianrun didn't know how to answer, because of curiosity?

This sounds very childish.

"Madam, please don't hurt yourself. I don't like it." Ye Yanxing did not ask any questions, but just gave her instructions.

"Ah."

"Thank you Madam for waiting. Let's go back."

Ye Yanxing rubbed Fu Qianrun's cold hands, then held them in his palms to warm them.

This time, because he had plenty of energy, Ye Yanxing rushed to the intermediate level of level six before stopping. He believed that he would be able to break through to level seven in a short time.

He had to seize the time before this natural training ground dissipated.

The two walked out of the forest side by side. Their parallel footprints extended from the depths of the forest to the gate of the palace, and were soon covered by the snowflakes falling from the sky.