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

In Prince Nan's mansion, Ren Chennan sat alone in the study. He overturned the documents on the table and angrily smashed the teacup to the ground, shattering it into pieces.

At this moment, his face was extremely gloomy, his eyes were full of anger, and his fingers tapped on the table unconsciously, but he could not hide his inner anxiety.

"Xia Yurou!"

He let out a low roar in anger, veins bulging on his clenched fists as he tried his best to suppress the urge to vent.

Ren Chenxi actually embarrassed him in public for a woman. Ren Chennan was so angry that he slammed his fist on the desk, making a dull sound.

"How long do you think you can protect her?"

Ren Chennan sat in a dark corner of the study and said solemnly to the guard beside him, "Go, find Nighthawk for me."

The guard took the order and left. Soon, a figure appeared in the shadow of the study. It was a woman dressed in black with a stern face. This person was the second top killer in the killer ranking - Nightingale.

She appeared silently like a ghost. Ren Chennan glanced at her and said with a hint of viciousness in his voice: "Nightingale, go and kill Princess Chen."

When Nightingale heard this, a scornful smile appeared on her lips. This task was a piece of cake for her.

"Don't worry, King Nan, I will take her head within half a day."

Ren Chennan saw that Nightingale was so confident, but still reminded her worriedly: "Nightingale, don't underestimate this woman. She is definitely not an ordinary person."

Nightingale took out the dagger from her waist, which flashed coldly in the sunlight, as if it could devour all life.

She stroked the dagger and said disdainfully: "I, Nightingale, have never failed. How big a storm can she stir up?"

After saying that, Nightingale disappeared into the shadow of the study, leaving only a cold sentence echoing in the air: "King Nan just needs to wait for good news."

At this time, Xia Yurou was sitting in the pavilion, stroking the strings of the guqin. The guqin in front of her exuded a faint wood fragrance. The melodious sound of the guqin echoed in the air, but it was a little awkward, giving people an indescribable sense of immaturity.

Perhaps Xiaoxue was the only one who understood her. Ren Chenxi had been frightened by the devilish sound of the piano and had already hidden in the study.

Looking at the young lady's focused and serious profile, Xiaoxue was very moved. After all, there was obvious progress.

In this quiet afternoon, a cool breeze blew by, carrying with it an imperceptible murderous intent, and an insignificant atmosphere quietly appeared above the roof.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking air broke the silence, and several cold lights flew towards the direction where Xia Yurou was.

With her quick reaction, she quickly pulled out the sword beside the piano, and the sword collided with the hidden weapon with a crisp metallic collision sound.

As the hidden weapon was shot down, a black shadow came quickly, and its swift movements revealed a hint of ruthlessness.

But the sword in Xia Yurou's hand did not slow down at all. The sword light was like a silver waterfall, which dissolved all of Nighthawk's attacks one by one.

Xiaoxue, who had no martial arts skills at all, stood there in a daze. Even though she was extremely scared, she was also worried about the young lady's safety, fearing that she would be hurt.

The two figures grappled with each other in a flash, and the sword lights and hidden weapons collided in the air, creating sparks.

Xia Yurou always skillfully protected Xiaoxue behind her and used her body to block Nightingale's attacks for her.

Nightingale seemed to have found a true opponent. There was a hint of joy on his face. His hands did not stop moving at all. Instead, they became faster and faster, and he fought more and more vigorously.

Her swordsmanship gradually became more fierce, and each sword was aimed directly at Nightingale's vital points, but she was still avoided.

The confrontation between Xia Yurou and Nightingale became increasingly intense. Their figures intertwined in the sunlight, like two agile cheetahs chasing each other in the forest.

One is lithe and his seemingly gentle swordplay is murderous. The other is like an assassin in the dark night, with strange movements and his hidden weapons as dense and deadly as meteors.

They fought all the way from the pavilion to the rockery. The stones of the rockery were cut and scattered by the sword energy. Every blow seemed to tear the air apart.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them jumped onto the roof again, and the tiles shattered under their feet with a crisp shattering sound.

Xia Yurou swung her sword at Nightingale, and the sword light cut through the sky like a streak of silk. This time she narrowly avoided the attack.

Two figures were fighting on the rooftop, and every confrontation made people hold their breath, as if the whole world had stopped in this fierce confrontation.

As their fight became more and more intense, the entire Chen Palace seemed to be shrouded in a solemn and murderous atmosphere.

A burst of hurried footsteps broke the tense atmosphere. Ren Chenxi hurried over with a worried look on his face. He drew his sword and shouted, "Rou'er, I'm here to help you."

But Xia Yurou stopped him and said, "My Lord, don't come over. You are no match for her and it will distract me."

The two of them stood at a corner of the roof, and Nightingale suddenly said, "As expected of Princess Chen, you are really strong."

These words were sincere compliments, but there was a hint of regret in the tone, expressing regret for the life that was about to pass away.

The sword in Xia Yurou's hand trembled slightly, ready for the next round of attack at any time: "Who are you? Why do you want to kill me?"

Nightingale smiled slightly, without any warmth in her smile: "No need to say more, I hope you can still take it."

As soon as she finished speaking, she disappeared from the spot like a ghost.

I saw a figure floating on the roof, as if blending into the surrounding shadows. Every time it appeared, it brought a fierce killing move, aiming directly at Xia Yurou's vital points.

Faced with such strange movements, Xia Yurou did not dare to be careless at all. The sword in her hand danced slowly and she could always burst out with amazing power at every critical moment.

Nightingale suddenly appeared behind Xia Yurou and stabbed her in the back with the dagger. Xia Yurou also reacted very quickly, turning around and pointing the tip of the sword at Nightingale's throat.

The sunlight cast mottled shadows on the roof, and the two people's confronting figures appeared clearer in the light and shadow.

The difference between Nightingale's dagger tip and Xia Yurou's sword tip was only a hair's breadth, enough to decide the other's life or death. However, at this moment, they both chose to withdraw their weapons.

"Next time we meet, I will kill you."

The nightingale's voice is soft, but full of determination.

Xia Yurou smiled slightly, a drop of sweat dripping from the tip of the sword, and she responded calmly: "I'm always here for you."

As Nightingale's figure merged into the shadows again and disappeared at the other end of the roof, Ren Chenxi's tense nerves under the eaves relaxed a little.

Xia Yurou jumped down from the roof lightly. Ren Chenxi hurried forward to check if she was injured, while Xiaoxue asked anxiously, "Miss, are you okay?"

Seeing their nervous expressions, Xia Yurou felt a warm current in her heart. In this strange world, no matter what kind of danger she was in, there were still people who cared about her.