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

The night is as dark as ink, the Genting Villa District is luxurious and majestic, and every street lamp is like the eyes of a guardian, illuminating the way home.

Su Muran followed the navigation according to the address given by Jing Dieyi and drove the black car slowly in. There were many plants and carefully trimmed lawns on both sides.

The car stopped in a private parking space. While unbuckling the seat belt, he gently glanced at Huang Shanshan who was sleeping in the back seat. After confirming that she was fine, he slowly opened the car door.

The night wind was a little cool, yet also exceptionally fresh. He took a deep breath, as if it could wash away all his fatigue.

The moonlight shines on the scattered buildings in the villa area, covering the forest of steel and concrete with a layer of soft silver gauze.

Su Muran held Huang Shanshan, who was in a dream, and walked along the carefully paved stone road towards the top of the building. It was more solemn than the other villas. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows let in warm light, as if welcoming the new owner home, which made people yearn for it.

Inside the king-sized building, the space is open and elegant, and every detail reveals extraordinary taste and gives people a unique sense of design.

Soft lights filled the second floor. Su Muran tiptoed through the corridor decorated with retro murals. Every step he took was cautious, for fear of disturbing the tranquility.

In the master bedroom, a large bed was covered with soft bedding, exuding a faint scent of lavender. This was arranged in advance by Jing Dieyi and it could instantly soothe people's hearts.

He gently placed Huang Shanshan on the bed. Although he said, "I didn't expect your small body to be so heavy," his eyes were full of doting and a helpless smile.

Huang Shanshan was still sleeping at this time. The soft feeling made her feel very comfortable. She smacked her lips. Her red lips looked even more attractive under the light, making people want to protect her.

Su Muran's lips gently touched Huang Shanshan's alluring red lips, as if time had frozen at this moment.

This peaceful moment was broken by Huang Shanshan's sudden opening of her eyes. Her pupils suddenly dilated under the light, her face full of disbelief. Perhaps driven by instinct, she quickly raised her hand and slapped Su Muran hard. The crisp sound echoed in the quiet air, sounding particularly harsh.

She sat up, her cheeks flushed with anger, and stared at Su Muran and shouted angrily: "What are you doing? Even if we are married, you can't do this to me! What do you think of me, Huang Shanshan? I am not one of your other girls."

Su Muran's head tilted slightly due to the sudden slap, his face instantly darkened, and he looked back at Huang Shanshan coldly. The aura around him suddenly became oppressive and dangerous.

His deep voice was filled with arrogance: "I should have known I shouldn't have saved you. I let you fend for yourself in the hands of those hooligans. You're asking for trouble."

Huang Shanshan's eyes widened with anger, and she gnashed her teeth and said, "Did I ask you to save me? Even if we are a real couple, you can't bully me without my permission."

She was still angry, but her eyes were involuntarily drawn to Su Muran's injured hand. Under the light, the long bloodstain was particularly eye-catching. Although the blood had coagulated, one could imagine the pain he had endured to protect himself.

But even though Huang Shanshan was very angry, she still stood up and walked to the coffee table beside her, where an emergency medical kit was placed.

"come over."

Su Muran was stunned for a moment, then walked over in a daze.

Huang Shanshan opened the medical box, skillfully took out the sterilized cotton balls and bandages, and gently pressed them on his wound.

The moment the alcohol touched the wound, the pain was transmitted to the brain along the nerves. Su Muran just frowned slightly but did not make a sound. His deep eyes looked at her quietly.

Huang Shanshan never shows her tender side to men, but at this moment, every detail she gives reveals her usual competence, and that meticulousness is only for the man in front of her.

After the bandaging was completed, Huang Shanshan gently tied the bandage into a beautiful knot and examined her work with satisfaction. A faint smile inadvertently appeared on the corner of her mouth, but then it quickly retreated, returning to her usual inviolable appearance.

"Thank you."

Su Muran's voice contained a hint of surprise, as if these two simple words were incompatible with his usual domineering image.

"Humph, Young Master Su, don't think that this will let you off the hook."

"You're not a teetotaler, aren't you? Why did you drink so much? It's bad for your health and it can put you in danger."

Huang Shanshan approached Su Muran suddenly, the two were so close that they could feel each other's breath. She stretched out her finger and poked his chest, reproaching him with a bit of coquettishness in her tone: "It's all because of you. If you didn't always make me angry, would I have to drink to drown my sorrows? The consequences are so serious. If something really happens, it will be too late for you to regret it."

Su Muran snorted: "Ms. Huang, please don't wrongly accuse me. I have never actively angered you. Instead, you always force me to marry you and slander my friend's reputation."

"If I say yes, then yes. Don't try to deny it. You must stay away from that vixen. You belong only to me, Huang Shanshan."

"That's unreasonable. I don't want to argue with you."

Su Muran turned around and was about to leave. Huang Shanshan raised her eyebrows and asked hurriedly, "Where are you going? Are you trying to avoid your responsibilities so late?"

He stopped and said calmly, "I'll make you a bowl of hangover soup, so you don't have to blame me for your headache tomorrow."

Huang Shanshan blushed slightly and said stubbornly, "Humph, it's useless to show your courtesy. Don't think you can buy me off like this."

But there was a sparkling smile clearly flashing in those cold eyes, revealing her inner joy.

Su Muran closed the door gently, leaving the scent of lavender lingering in the room, instantly soothing her emotions.

Huang Shanshan's fingertips gently stroked her red lips, and the touch seemed to still carry the remaining warmth of Su Muran's gentleness.

The moonlight shone on her through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, adding a touch of soft fantasy to the quiet night.

Her brows knitted slightly, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, and then the corners of her mouth lifted up, revealing a self-deprecating smile, and she murmured to herself: "Has Mu Mu come to his senses? Or does he like me? But I just didn't realize it?"

Su Muran walked slowly into the room, holding a delicate porcelain bowl with steam rising from it and a faint herbal aroma.

Huang Shanshan sat on the bed, staring at the bowl of hangover soup with vigilance: "Master Su, there's no poison in this, right?"

Su Muran curled his lips and rolled his eyes at her: "It's up to you whether you drink or not. I'm taking your kindness for granted."

He pretended to take the bowl back, but deliberately slowed down his movements.

Seeing this, Huang Shanshan stood up abruptly, snatched the bowl from Su Muran's hand, and looked at him provocatively.

She gently blew away the hot steam on the bowl and tasted it in small sips, looking as serious as if she was appreciating a rare treasure.

Seeing her drink it without hesitation, Su Muran reminded her in a domineering manner without even thinking: "Drink slowly, be careful of the heat."

He realized the concern in his tone and coughed lightly to cover it up, trying to restore his usual indifference.

Huang Shanshan looked up and looked him in the eyes, and asked with a suspicious tone: "Master Su, are you concerned about me?"

"What are you dreaming about? You are so beautiful."

Su Muran spoke lightly and half-jokingly, but it was difficult to hide the tenderness that flashed across his cold eyes.

She crossed her arms over her chest, a smug smile appeared on her lips, and she said provocatively: "Su Muran, do you like me?"

Su Muran was forced to take a half step back by Huang Shanshan's momentum. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly covered by his arrogance. He chuckled and replied casually, "Being nice to you means I like you? Your logic is too simple, isn't it? It's just that I saw you were drunk, and our Su and Huang families are also old friends, so I just helped you."

"Su Muran, you can't escape."

Huang Shanshan suddenly reached out, grabbed his tie and gently pulled it, and the distance between them was shortened again, so close that they could hear each other's accelerated heartbeats, and continued: "Come with me to get the certificate tomorrow. Is it possible that Young Master Su doesn't dare?"

Su Muran was caught off guard by her. A trace of surprise flashed across his deep eyes. He chuckled to cover up his emotions and tried to use words to dispel the forced marriage again: "You had a beautiful dream. Provoking me is useless. Now that you are awake, go back if you have nothing else to do."

Huang Shanshan glared at Su Muran unwillingly and put the empty bowl heavily on the coffee table, making a crisp sound, and it seemed that even the air was filled with stubbornness.

She looked down at Su Muran who was about to leave: "Are you sure you want me to go back alone so late at night? If something unexpected happens, wouldn't that be what you want?"

Su Muran paused, glanced at her sideways, and raised his lips in a smile: "You can stay, but don't think about doing anything. I'm not interested in you."

Huang Shanshan took a step forward, almost sticking to Su Muran. There were only a few inches between them. As their breaths intertwined, a provocative smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Su Muran, stop being so conceited. This lady is not someone who is unwanted. But today, I will stay here. Let's see what you dare to do."

After saying this, she deliberately turned around and pretended to walk towards the bed. Her graceful back silently declared her victory.

Just when Huang Shanshan was about to touch the edge of the bed, Su Muran suddenly reached out, gently clasped her wrist and pulled her back. Their bodies instantly pressed together, and a deep voice rang in her ears: "It's up to you whether you want to leave or not. But remember, this is your own choice, don't regret it."

Two small flames burned in Huang Shanshan's eyes. She struggled violently, trying to break free from Su Muran's restraints, but he pulled her closer with even more force. Their noses touched, and as their breaths intertwined, a subtle electric current filled the air.

"Su Muran, you are so hateful. You are like this every time. I asked you to marry me, but you didn't agree. Now you come to provoke me. What do you think of me, Huang Shanshan?"

Su Muran deliberately lowered his voice so that every word could be clearly heard by Huang Shanshan: "Who cares? Miss Huang, don't forget that you were the first to break into my world. It's not so easy to get out now."

He slowly loosened his hand, but did not let go completely. Instead, he used a subtle force to prevent Huang Shanshan from either escaping or getting close. The two of them remained in a stalemate, as if the whole world had stopped, and neither was willing to compromise.

Huang Shanshan stamped her feet fiercely, trying to overwhelm the subtle sense of distance with her aura: "Su Muran, don't be like this! There shouldn't be such confusion between us."

Su Muran raised his other hand and gently slid his fingertips across a strand of hair on Huang Shanshan's cheek: "Miss Huang, you were the one who started the fire, why are you saying you want to put it out now?"

Huang Shanshan's eyes suddenly became sharp, she straightened her back and looked at Su Muran: "Young Master Su, I am not one of those girls you play with casually. If I have decided on you, I will stick with you through thick and thin."

Her words were like a sharp blade, cutting through the delicate balance in the air and making the temperature seem to drop by several degrees.

Su Muran narrowed his eyes slightly, holding back what he wanted to say, took back the empty bowl on the coffee table, and not wanting to argue with her too much, he turned around and left the room.

Huang Shanshan looked at the closed door, turned around abruptly, and strode towards the window. The moonlight shone through the gauze curtains onto her body, casting a faint silver glow on her.

Her nails dug deep into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all, only the fire of unwillingness burned fiercely in her heart.

"You are such a big pig, am I so unworthy of you? One day I will make you understand that I am not someone you can just ignore."

In the kitchen, under the soft light, Su Muran stood by the sink, water droplets slid down his slender fingers and dripped into the stainless steel sink, making a rhythmic sound.

He concentrated on washing the porcelain bowls in his hands and placed them in the cupboard. The bowls and dishes were arranged neatly and orderly, indicating that Dieyi had the same pursuit of perfection in order as he did.

The rustling sound of leaves in the night wind outside the window and the subtle sound of water flowing in the kitchen formed a peaceful nocturne.

Su Muran's eyes looked particularly deep under the dim light, and a smile inadvertently appeared at the corner of his mouth as he recalled the subtle interaction between him and Huang Shanshan just now.

However, he quickly suppressed this thought. He was in danger at any time before he dealt with the mastermind behind the threatening letter. Moreover, he didn't know who was suppressing the Su family. Now he could only put aside his feelings for Huang Shanshan for the time being and not show them too much.

Otherwise, not only Huang Shanshan would be in danger, but the Su and Huang families might also be dragged into the abyss.

As the night deepened, Su Muran leaned lightly on the sofa in the living room, stroking the phone with his fingertips and dialing Dieyi's number.

"Dieyi, are you asleep so late?"

"Not yet. Are you and Miss Huang okay?"

"This is not something you should worry about..."

Su Muran paused for a moment, and glanced across the spacious and bright living room: "I suddenly realized that this place is bigger than I imagined. It feels like a palace has been prepared for me."

On the other end of the phone, Jing Dieyi's words directly warmed Su Muran's heart: "Sir, the house has been placed in your name, and every detail has been carefully arranged. Sir, don't you want to return to the Su family? I just hope it can be your safe haven when you are tired. The moonlight outside the window is just right, sir, you might as well go to the balcony, let the night breeze take away the hustle and bustle of the day, and let your heart find a moment of peace in this tranquility."

Su Muran walked through the living room and pushed open the door to the balcony.

A cool night breeze blew towards me, carrying the faint fragrance of flowers and plants in the distance, blowing away the irritability in my heart.

He stood by the railing, his eyes looking through the dim lights of the city at the bright moon, with inexplicable emotions surging in his heart. He hesitated whether to tell Huang Shanshan about the threat, as he might really be in danger if he did.

However, with Jing Dieyi's help, at this moment, he can at least truly feel the warmth of home. Even though the road ahead is full of unknown dangers, he has a sense of belonging in his heart and feels fearless.