The daughter of the first wife is a little fierce: the war god prince loves her to the sky

In the ancient and majestic Murong General's Mansion in Dingzhou, Northwest China, a girl of about fourteen in a red outfit was moving quickly across the martial arts arena, with sword lights surging.

"Miss, Miss, stop practicing. The old lady wants you to come over. Someone is coming from the capital." The girl with two cute braids ran over breathlessly and said,

Bai Chuxiao, who was practicing martial arts, stopped and tied the soft sword to his waist. He smiled at the sweaty girl and said, "Qingzhu, slow down. Who is coming?"

Qingzhu pouted and muttered, "It's someone from the Zuo Xiangfu. It looks like they are going to take the young lady back home." Upon hearing this, Bai Chuxiao's smile disappeared. Her eyes were sharp and she walked towards the old lady's yard. Qingzhu hurriedly followed.

After passing through several corridors and just reaching the outside of the hall, I heard an old maid proudly say, "His Majesty has granted the marriage. This is the blessing that the young lady has cultivated for several lifetimes. The lady is kind-hearted and specially took the young lady back in advance to teach her the rules."

Bai Chuxiao walked in quickly and bowed to the old lady on the main seat and the dignified beautiful woman sitting below, "Grandmother, aunt, Chuxiao is here, who are you..."

The old lady smiled and waved, "Chu Xiao is here, come and sit down." After a pause, she said, "This is the nanny from your father's house, she's here to take you back."

Bai Chuxiao glanced at the nanny and the four maids behind her and asked calmly, "Who is the marriage to?"

Nanny Xu said with great joy, "It's the Seventh Prince, Prince Yan. Miss is so lucky."

Then she looked at Bai Chuxiao's outfit, which was completely different from that of a noble lady in Kyoto, and said dissatisfiedly, "Miss, you must not dress like this when you return to Beijing. You don't look like a lady from a noble family at all. Don't lose face for the Left Prime Minister's Mansion."

Qingzhu said angrily, "You old slave, how can you talk like that? You're disciplining the young lady!"

Aunt Xu pointed angrily and said, "I am the Madam's wet nurse, how dare you, a little girl, talk to me like that?"

Bai Chuxiao waved her hand secretly, and Aunt Xu fell to the ground with a plop, unable to even stand up. "I am the eldest daughter of the Left Prime Minister's Mansion, and you, a cunning servant, can't even perform etiquette. Is this how Aunt Xie usually teaches you?"

Aunt Xu couldn't stand up at all. She thought it was weird. She didn't dare to be arrogant anymore. She had to soften her words and said, "This old servant greets the young lady. May I ask when she is going to leave? The master and the mistress are waiting at home."

"We'll discuss the departure after the master comes back." The old lady waved her hand at the maid behind her and said, "Juxiang, take them down to rest." Seeing that her grandmother had spoken, Bai Chuxiao also withdrew her strength.

After they left, the old lady's mouth relaxed, "The prince of Yan is a good boy, he is good at fighting. Xiaoxiao, you grew up in our General Murong's mansion and have liked to wield swords and guns since you were a child. Grandmother thinks this marriage is good."

The eldest aunt said worriedly, "Mother, although His Royal Highness the Prince of Yan has made great military achievements, his biological mother is of humble status. Now the struggle in the royal family is fierce. If Xiaoxiao marries him, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to live a stable life..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man with the swift steps of a dragon and a tiger came in with General Murong and two young masters. Bai Chuxiao called out with joy, "Grandfather, uncle, eldest brother, third brother..."

General Murong smiled and said, "Xiaoxiao, your aunt is right. If you marry the King of Yan, your future life will not be peaceful. What do you think?"

Bai Chuxiao smiled and said, "If the King of Yan is really my perfect match, I am not afraid of the conspiracy and royal struggles."

The old man asked, "Have you decided to go back?"

"Sister Xiao, you have never lived in Kyoto. Do you really want to go back?" asked the eldest brother Murong Che worriedly.

"Grandfather, father, can you please write a letter to His Majesty to cancel the marriage? Do you really want to let Sister Xiao step into an endless struggle?" The third brother Murong Xuan said dissatisfiedly.

Bai Chuxiao listened to their words and felt warm in her heart. However, she didn't want them to worry about her anymore, so she comforted them, "Don't worry, we will go back eventually. Xiaoxiao is capable of protecting herself."

"Xiaoxiao, Xie is the legitimate daughter of the Wenxin Marquis family. Although the Wenxin Marquis family has declined, Xie is very capable. She has a son and a daughter who are deeply loved by your father. Although you have been granted marriage, you are not yet of age and the wedding date is not set. You should live in the Zuo Xiangfu for a long time. You must be very careful when you go back this time," the old lady warned.

"Don't worry, grandma, Xiaoxiao will never let them bully her." Murong Xuan waved his hand and said, "Sister Xiao, if you can't do it, just beat them up. Conspiracies and tricks won't work, but they definitely can't beat you."

Bai Chuxiao smiled when he heard this, "Then listen to Third Brother, if you don't obey, beat me up."

The old man warned, "After returning to Beijing, if you encounter any difficulties, discuss it with your second uncle, and never act stubbornly." General Murong also echoed, "Xiaoxiao, write to us if you have any problems, and be careful."

Bai Chuxiao said reluctantly, "I know. I will be careful. Now that we have decided, let's set off in three days."

When she returned to her Qingya Courtyard, the eldest maid Lanxiang came over and cried, "Miss, Lanxiang will go back with you. You can't leave Lanxiang behind."

Bai Chuxiao asked with a smile, "Lanxiang, the capital is far away, and the future will be unstable. Isn't it better to stay in Dingzhou?"

Qingzhu beside him also knelt down and said hurriedly, "Miss, Qingzhu also wants to go back with you."

Lanxiang was the first maid the old lady gave her. She had served her since she was a child and was steady, bold and careful in her work. Qingzhu was picked up from outside and liked to practice martial arts with her. Over the years, Qingzhu's martial arts skills had improved quite a bit.

Bai Chuxiao glanced at them, thought for a moment and said, "Lanxiang, Qingzhu, then you all come back with me to pack your things. Don't bring too much. We can buy more when we get to the capital." The two girls smiled happily and went downstairs.

Bai Chuxiao sat at the desk in a trance. She had been in this world for 10 years. She was originally a special forces soldier in the 21st century. An accident occurred during a mission. When she opened her eyes, she was in the body of a 4-year-old child. This body was also called Bai Chuxiao. The little girl was wet at the time. She had just fallen into the water and was fished out. No one expected that she could survive. Her second uncle and second aunt, who were also in the capital, heard the news and rushed over. They were worried that she would have no one to take care of her after losing her mother, so they proposed to take her to live with her grandfather in Dingzhou. Her adoptive father agreed without a second thought, and her step-wife Xie was even more happy to see it happen. Just like that, she came directly to Dingzhou after she had just traveled through time.

After two or three years, Bai Chuxiao finally accepted the fact that she had come to this strange dynasty and began to learn everything here. She began to feel lucky to have come to Dingzhou and live in the Murong family, where she could openly practice martial arts. As a special forces soldier in her previous life, she was good at close combat, so Bai Chuxiao showed a talent for martial arts since she was a child. In addition to Bai Chuxiao's mother, the entire Murong family had no daughters, so everyone cherished Bai Chuxiao's arrival like a treasure. Everything was originally very beautiful...

As a modern soul, Bai Chuxiao naturally cannot accept three wives and four concubines. Is it a granted marriage? Although everyone says that the King of Yan is good, he is a prince after all. Can he really do what she wants, one life and one couple? Bai Chuxiao is upset. This is the ancient imperial power. How can it be so easy to refuse the marriage? And there are those people in the Zuo Xiangfu...