A worker with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan travels back in time to ancient times and becomes a pri

The moonlight was bright and the shadows of the trees were swaying. Xia Taoyuan was stunned when she saw the beautiful scene before her. She rubbed her eyes and realized that she was not mistaken. There was a tall figure between the shadows of the trees reflected on the wall.

In just a moment, the figure disappeared into the darkness. Xia Taoyuan didn't care about being afraid and shouted softly, "Who?!"

Is there an assassin? Xia Taoyuan shook her head. It's impossible. If there was an assassin, she would have been beheaded long ago.

"The moonlight is charming, and the spring breeze is intoxicating. How can I waste such a beautiful night? Come down and have a drink with me, okay?" Xia Taoyuan was a little drunk.

A shower of flowers fell, and a figure stood in front of Xia Taoyuan. She looked carefully at the man in black in the moonlight, and found him familiar. Then she remembered that he was Chu Xingluo, Prince Jing.

"It's you!" Xia Taoyuan couldn't help but secretly complain. A prince actually broke into the boudoir of the prime minister's mansion at night. If he hadn't been discovered, wait, is this guy a voyeur?

Xia Taoyuan looked up at Chu Xingluo again. No way! How could someone so aloof and noble be a scum who did such dirty things?

"I wonder what Prince Jing is here for so late at night?" Xia Taoyuan burped.

"Aren't you going to treat me to a drink?" Chu Xingluo's voice was as cold as he was.

This made Xia Taoyuan feel helpless. He was about to pour him a glass of wine, but found that there was only one cup. He was about to go into the house to get it, but was stopped by Chu Xingluo. He poured himself a glass and drank it all. Then he looked down at Xia Taoyuan, and their eyes met. Chu Xingluo's eyes sparkled in the night. Xia Taoyuan felt his throat was a little dry. Just as he was about to say something, Chu Xingluo whispered, "It's late, go back to the house."

Xia Taoyuan was a little angry. What the hell? I was drinking well, and you disturbed my mood. Now you want me to go back to my room? So he said coldly: "Don't bother, Your Highness. Please go back!"

Chu Xingluo didn't move, and Xia Taoyuan ignored him. He sat down and poured himself another glass of wine.

Chu Xingluo came over and sat next to Xia Taoyuan. Neither of them spoke. Xia Taoyuan drank a glass, and Chu Xingluo took the glass, filled it up and drank a glass as well. After a while, the whole pot of wine was finished.

This wine was much stronger than what she drank in the tavern during the day, and the alcohol content was high. Xia Taoyuan opened her eyes and shook her head. She touched her face with her hand and it was a little hot. She stood up and felt her head was a little heavy and her feet were a little light. She almost fell to the ground.

Chu Xingluo was quick to act and supported her. Xia Taoyuan fell into Chu Xingluo's arms.

Chu Xingluo hugged Xia Taoyuan. The unique fragrance of his daughter mixed with the aroma of wine made him a little intoxicated, but he sobered up after a moment, holding the person in his arms, and gently went upstairs.

When Xia Taoyuan woke up, she had a headache. It was already dawn. She asked Zhu'er what time it was. Zhu'er replied that it was already the end of the morning hour. Cui'er came upstairs and handed her a bowl of tea, saying angrily, "Miss, did you drink a pot of wine by yourself last night? If you didn't know, you would think you were a heroine!"

Xia Taoyuan took the tea, took a sip, and thought carefully about last night. She remembered that Chu Xingluo and she finished a pot of wine, so she laughed and said, "I didn't drink it by myself. Could it be that you, a girl, drank it with me?"

Yu'er and Dai'er also brought food. Xia Taoyuan felt uncomfortable in his stomach and didn't want to eat anything. He just reluctantly got up and washed up.

Thinking back to last night, Xia Taoyuan didn't understand why Chu Xingluo, the Prince of Jing, came here so late at night. Could it be that he couldn't forget her after the last time they met for dinner? Xia Taoyuan herself found it funny. She didn't have this charm.

Unable to figure out the reason, Xia Taoyuan gave up thinking about it. She had originally planned to buy another gift for Lu Qing'er, but now she felt light-headed, so she decided to buy it after a few days.

She remembered that she had to secretly calculate the time every day when asking the maids. It was very troublesome. She asked Yu'er to find a pen and paper, and wrote down the twelve hours in order, and wrote down the corresponding time under each hour. Zi hour corresponds to 11-1 pm, Chou hour is 1-3 am, and so on.

After she finished writing, she asked Yu'er to find a piece of cloth to embroider her writing and hang it on the head of her bed. Yu'er asked her what the words below the time were? She said it was Arabic numerals. Yu'er tilted her head and looked at it for a while but couldn't figure it out, so she went to find needle and thread.