After traveling through time, I became a princess in ancient times

The afterglow of the setting sun had not yet completely dissipated, and the night was slowly falling like a veil. The lanterns in the palace were lit one by one, and the warm and soft light filled the open space in the back garden, adding a touch of mysterious solemnity to the upcoming contest.

Lin Yuan's tall figure stood in the center of the field, like a dark green pine or cypress, looking even more heroic under the light.

He has sharp features and his sharp eyes seem to be able to see into people's hearts. He is wearing a dark green suit, and his sleeves sway gently in the wind, outlining his sturdy yet elegant figure.

As Ren Chenxi finished his government affairs and came into the garden, Steward Lin quickly asked the maid to bring a carved bench for the prince to sit on, while he stood respectfully behind the prince.

Everyone's eyes were focused on this handsome warrior. Lin Yuan had his hands behind his back, his feet slightly apart, and his posture was as steady as a mountain, revealing an aura of majesty without even being angry.

He closed his eyes, concentrated, adjusted his breathing and mentality, isolated himself from the noise around him, and waited for that moment of explosion.

Xiaoxue bit her lower lip, turned her head and looked at the princess and asked curiously, "Miss, who should go to test the young man in the field now? He looks very impressive and must be a master."

Xia Yurou turned sideways and gently grasped Jiang Wan's delicate hand, their fingers intertwined as they conveyed secrets.

"Wan Wan, Xiao Xue already has Mr. Li, so this young master must be testing for you. There are only a few of us left in the palace. Do you have anyone who can compete with him?"

Jiang Wan was about to speak, but Heisha, who was standing behind Xiaoxue, spoke first: "Why don't you let me continue to defend the ring?"

Xia Yurou, Jiang Wan and Xiaoxue reacted in unison. They all stared at Heisha and said in unison: "Shut up!"

Heisha was frightened by the sudden situation and shuddered. He unconsciously took half a step back. His eyes, which always showed rebelliousness, were now full of surprise.

The three people sitting in front of him were extremely powerful. He wanted to explain but was frightened by the murderous look in their eyes and swallowed back his words. He could only touch his nose awkwardly and shut up obediently, not daring to say anything more.

Bai Sha patted Hei Sha's shoulder and whispered helplessly, "Old Hei Sha, think about your performance on the stage just now. You have the habit of getting stronger when you meet stronger people, regardless of the occasion. This is a matchmaking party held by the princess for Xiao Xue and Jiang. You almost made our Saint Lady miss a good match. Who dares to let you go up with the sickle of death now?"

Heisha's face darkened, but then he smiled bitterly and said self-deprecatingly: "Lao Bai, after all, I am your senior brother and you are my junior sister. We grew up together. Why do you always be so mean? Didn't I get hit by that guy? My chest still hurts now."

Bai Sha sighed softly, "Old Black, although you and I are from the same school, the occasion today is different. That young man is very imposing and obviously he is not an ordinary person. If you continue to act recklessly, wouldn't it ruin the princess's painstaking efforts? The happiness of Xiaoxue and Miss Jiang depends on this meeting to find a partner."

Xiaoxue, who was sitting in the front, turned sideways and said, "Sister Bai is right. Brother Hei, please stop making trouble. Your chest injury hasn't healed yet. You are not fit to be the defender on the stage."

Heisha muttered in a muffled voice, "If I don't go, then who will go? We can't let this martial arts test be a cold one, can we just let him enter the next round of tests?"

Xia Yurou was like a proud phoenix: "No, my Wanwan is not that cheap. I can't let this guy get such a good wife for nothing, right?"

Jiang Wan, who was sitting quietly beside Yu Rou, was speechless after hearing her words. She stared at Lin Yuan coldly with her cold face.

Ren Chenxi, who was sitting on the far left, suddenly stood up. He looked even more noble in the light of the lanterns wearing a robe specially made for the King of Beiling. He said sternly, "Then let me go meet him in person."

Xia Yurou's face changed slightly, and she quickly stood up and walked to Ren Chenxi's side: "My Lord, you are a Dragon King body, and you hold the Emperor Sword. I'm afraid you will scare people with this move. Today's meeting is intended to establish a relationship, not a fight. If you go on the field, wouldn't it be disgraceful? What's more, this young man and Wanwan are a good match, I just want to test his character."

Xiaoxue felt that Xia Yurou's words made sense. She held the improved whip that could be extended and retracted in her hand tightly, and bowed respectfully to the prince and princess, saying, "Although I am not talented, I hope to test your strength and avoid damaging the relationship."

Seeing this, Bai Sha stepped forward quickly and whispered to dissuade him, "Xiao Xue, Sister Bai knows that you are pure in nature, but this strange doctor's secret method is very powerful. Once it is used, a warrior with low cultivation will die from broken meridians before he can take a single blow. A master-level warrior can barely cope with it. Therefore, unless forced by the situation, you can only save people, and don't use it lightly to fight others."

Heisha had a different opinion: "I think we can let Xiaoxue go forward and give it a try. The mysterious doctor's secret method can cure diseases and save lives, and it can also provide decisive protection at critical moments."

Ren Chenxi glanced at Heisha and said, "Today's matter is about forming a bond, not showing force. I know Xiaoxue is no longer the maid she once was. According to Baisha, if Xiaoxue attacks, she may be unable to resist, which will not be conducive to understanding his true character."

The corners of Xia Yurou's mouth curled up gently, and her eyes were full of approval and love for Ren Chenxi.

She walked to Xiaoxue's side, stroked the back of her hand that was tightly holding the whip, and said softly: "Your Majesty is right. Fate should not be won by force, but by the harmony of the soul. I am not only looking for a good match for Wanwan and you, but I also hope that every participant can be treated equally with respect and find their own fate. This is the core of the Fate-Seeking Club. Your secret medical skills are used to protect, not to fight."

Xiaoxue's cheeks flushed slightly when she heard this. She bit her lower lip lightly and slowly loosened the whip she was holding tightly around her waist.

She sat back down meekly, her eyes wandering among the crowd, finally landing on the princess's gentle smile, and asked softly, "Then... Miss, what should we do? We can't just leave this test unresolved like this."

Xia Yurou smiled slightly, then sat down in her seat and asked sideways: "Wanwan, do you have any ideas?"

Jiang Wan hesitated for a moment, a hint of deep thought flashed across her cold eyes: "This matter concerns the lifelong affairs of Xiaoxue and I, so I should be cautious. I don't want to give myself to others easily."

Bai Sha calmly analyzed: "We can't let the princess go either. The Grandmaster realm can suppress warriors with lower cultivation. What's more, the Phoenix Body has the blood of blazing flames, and the Fengming Sword can respond to the owner's consciousness and fight independently, and everything can be burned. Moreover, the Fengming Sword is too powerful. Once it gets out of control, it may hurt innocent people, and it will not be conducive to understanding the true nature of the young master."

Xia Yurou hurriedly shook her head: "I won't go. If a fight really breaks out, the palace will probably turn into a sea of fire. I'm not stupid enough to burn my own home."

Upon hearing this, Ren Chenxi leaned forward slightly, and his stern face with a gentle gaze penetrated the distance across the table and fell on Yu Rou, who was sitting in the middle parallel to them.

Xia Yurou felt the prince's gaze, her eyes full of happiness. Her fingertips touched the exquisite tea set, as if the warm touch could convey the warmth in her heart.

Of course, she has to protect the home that belongs to her and the prince, as well as her precious daughter, Zi Han, the director of the small county.