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

"Third brother, you are so elegant that you still have the leisure to practice swordplay here?"

A disgusted voice came from behind, and Ren Chennan slowly stepped into the back garden. The smile on his face could not hide his inner calculations.

Xia Yurou in the pavilion did not say a word. Ever since Ren Chennan brought her to court and she was almost beaten with a stick last time, she hated this two-faced guy.

Ren Chenxi looked at Ren Chennan coldly: "Why did you think of my house today? What's the matter?"

There was no emotion in her tone, which was so cold that it made people feel depressed. However, Ren Chennan was not angry at all. He pretended to be concerned and said to Xia Yurou: "I heard that the third sister-in-law was injured, so I came to see her."

"Letting a rat and a wolf pay New Year's greetings to a chicken has no good intentions."

Xia Yurou muttered softly, turning her head slightly away and not wanting to look him in the face. Her hypocrisy was really disgusting.

Ren Chenxi's face darkened, he put away his sword and came into the pavilion, gently leaning Xia Yurou's shoulders against his chest, as if to declare his sovereignty to Ren Chennan, with a look of displeasure on his face: "Rou'er is under my care, so you don't need to worry about her."

"Third brother, you are wrong. Since you are my elder brother, I must care about my sister-in-law, so as not to cause gossip and accusations that I, as a younger brother, am not caring enough."

Ren Chennan's hypocritical face was in sharp contrast to Ren Chenxi's sincere concern. He had a fake smile on his face, and seemed to be really concerned about Xia Yurou's injury.

However, his attention was attracted by the melon seed plate next to Xia Yurou, and he pretended to be surprised and said: "Third sister-in-law can still eat melon seeds, it seems that the injury is not serious."

This sarcastic tone made Xia Yurou furious. If it weren't for the fact that Ren Chennan was the prince's younger brother, she would have pinned him to the ground and rubbed him hard.

No matter how angry Xia Yurou was at the moment, she still suppressed her anger, but Ren Chenxi's next action warmed her heart.

"You are inevitably meddling a little too much. If you have time to waste here, you might as well do more for the people."

Seeing Ren Chenxi's bad face, Ren Chennan did not restrain himself at all: "Third brother, I mean well. You are inevitably losing the grace of a prince by doing this."

Xia Yurou glanced at him angrily and said unhappily: "If you don't have anything else to do, please leave."

She didn't care what Ren Chennan thought and directly ordered him to leave. Seeing that this guy had no intention of leaving, Xia Yurou stood up and pulled Ren Chenxi away.

But Ren Chennan suddenly kicked a spear in the yard away, and it shot straight towards the two of them like a bolt of lightning.

The spear cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Xia Yurou also reacted quickly. She pushed Ren Chenxi away and dodged the spear attack by moving sideways.

She was about to fight back when Ren Chenxi glared at Ren Chennan angrily and asked angrily, "What do you mean?"

Ren Chennan held another spear in his hand, a playful smile on his face, and a provocative look: "Third brother, I saw that you are very good at sword dancing, so I want to compete with you to see which is faster, your sword or my spear?"

"Since you want to fight, I will do as you wish."

The two men stood opposite each other in the middle of the courtyard, while Xia Yurou became a spectator, because she had experienced Ren Chenxi's martial arts, which was stronger than many martial artists.

As for Ren Chennan, he is definitely no match for the prince. That's what Xia Yurou thought in her heart anyway, and she didn't think highly of this cynical and disrespectful prince.

He shook his spear, and the tip of the spear drew a beautiful arc in the air and stabbed straight towards Ren Chenxi.

Ren Chenxi used his sword to block and caught the attack.

But Ren Chennan was no longer satisfied with a simple competition. His eyes were full of cruelty, and he attacked with his spear as fiercely as a storm, with each strike going straight to Ren Chenxi's vital points.

However, Ren Chenxi was no show-off, and each of his swords accurately neutralized Ren Chennan's attacks.

In the pavilion, Xia Yurou had never expected that Ren Chennan's martial arts would be so powerful. Every move was fatal. She was so angry that she stood up, waved her fists and shouted loudly: "Too shameless! Come on, Prince!"

At this moment, beads of sweat had quietly slid down Ren Chenxi's forehead. He thought he had won the game but ended up at a disadvantage.

The outcome was already clear, but Ren Chennan had no intention of stopping. The spear in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it stabbed towards Ren Chenxi's vitals again.

Seeing that the prince was in danger, Xia Yurou no longer had the mind to pretend to be sick. She raised her hand and pulled out the long sword from Xiaoxue's arms.

She leaped out of the pavilion and quickly stood in front of Ren Chenxi. The tip of Ren Chennan's gun lightly scratched Xia Yurou's sword, making a harsh metal friction sound.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, his plan was still ruined by this woman. The anger in his heart was like a ignited flame, but his face turned into a hypocritical smile.

"Third sister-in-law is indeed as skilled as the rumors say. It's a good opportunity for me to learn some of her skills."

Xia Yurou tightly grasped the sword and snorted coldly, "You speak better than you sing, but you didn't show any mercy. As long as I am here, don't even think about hurting my prince."

These words made Ren Chennan's face change instantly: "In this case, it depends on whether Third Sister-in-law has the ability."

The spear kept changing with his body shape, like a dragon emerging from the sea, and the sharp sound of breaking wind pierced Xia Yurou's throat.

Xia Yurou was even quicker than him, and she cleverly avoided the fatal blow every time. The sword she swung was so fast that only a streak of light could be seen.

This strange sword technique shocked Ren Chennan, and he secretly mocked in his heart: "No wonder Nightingale was defeated by her."

The spear turned and collided with Xia Yurou's sword, making a crisp metal collision sound. Along with the surge of air, the surrounding leaves trembled slightly.

Fearing that his beloved concubine would be injured again, Ren Chenxi also joined the fight and formed a pincer attack with Xia Yurou.

Ren Chennan didn't take Ren Chenxi seriously at all. The spear in his hand turned into a gun shadow, and a thrilling contest began in this small courtyard.

He was like Lu Bu possessed, and the two of them were unable to resist. But Ren Chennan suddenly stopped, and his spear drew a strange arc in the air, as if he had lost control.

Ren Chenxi took the opportunity to swing his sword, pointing it directly at Ren Chennan's chest. The spear was blocked and was knocked away, drawing a long arc in the air, and finally inserted steadily into the ground.

He steadied himself, dusted himself off, and smiled disdainfully: "No more fighting, Third Brother's martial arts are indeed powerful."

Xia Yurou could naturally see that Ren Chennan had done it on purpose. He was still mocking her in words, but he pretended to be humble on the surface.

She couldn't stand the fact that someone dared to disrespect her prince so much. She pointed the tip of her sword at Ren Chennan and said coldly, "Pick up your gun. I don't need you to let her go."

Ren Chennan raised a cynical smile at the corner of his mouth: "Third sister-in-law, what are you talking about? If we continue to fight, the result will be the same. Why bother asking for trouble?"

After saying this, he turned and walked out of the back garden.

But Xia Yurou didn't think so. Instead, she felt that Ren Chennan's martial arts were far superior to the prince's, and might even be stronger than hers.

Looking at the direction where the figure disappeared, she felt mixed emotions. She had not expected that there were so many masters in this world. It seemed that she would not have a comfortable life in the future.

However, Ren Chenxi also reacted. He looked at Xia Yurou, who seemed fine, then looked at the bandage on her hand, and then looked at the sword in her hand.

"Rou'er, is your injury...healed?"

Xia Yurou winked at him playfully and said with a sly smile: "Yes, it was fine the same night I came back."

Seeing Xia Yurou's smug look, Ren Chenxi pretended to be angry and glared at her, but an indulgent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily.

He strode forward and stretched out his hand to scratch the tip of her nose, but Xia Yurou dodged it nimbly.

"Well, you dare to deceive me!" Ren Chenxi said sternly, but his eyes were full of tenderness for her.

Xia Yurou playfully stretched out her finger, gently tapped Ren Chenxi's chest, and said provocatively: "I'm just teasing you, what can you do?"

Ren Chenxi was amused by her actions. He hugged Xia Yurou into his arms and whispered in her ear: "Then I will punish you and make you give birth to many children for me."

After hearing what the prince said, her face flushed, and then she glared at him and said angrily: "I'm not a pig, how can I give birth to so many children?"

After saying that, Xia Yurou gently pushed Ren Chenxi away, turned around and ran towards the rockery like a naughty little deer.

Ren Chenxi laughed and hurriedly chased after him.

The two figures chased each other happily in the sunset, sometimes as fast as lightning, sometimes as slow as a snail, as if the whole garden had become their stage...