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

In the room, he was still sleeping, but his complexion was obviously much better.

Xia Yurou sat down beside the bed and looked at him gently.

The air in the room seemed to be frozen, with only the occasional sound of breathing echoing in my ears.

An inexplicable emotion surged in Xia Yurou's heart, and she didn't know why she had such strong feelings for this person she met for the first time.

She sighed softly, walked to the window and opened it, letting the fresh air flow into the room and taking away some of the depression in her heart.

Ren Chenxi slowly opened his eyes, sat up and looked around vigilantly, his gaze finally fixed on Xia Yurou.

"I remember it seemed like you saved me?"

His voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was full of gratitude.

Xia Yurou nodded and asked softly, "Why are you being hunted? Who are those people?"

Ren Chenxi took a deep breath, his mood was a little complicated at the moment: "I am the King of Chen. I went out hunting yesterday but was ambushed. Those men in black were well-trained and ruthless. Although I escaped by chance, I was seriously injured. As for who they are, I don't know yet."

Her heart was slightly shocked. She didn't expect that the person she accidentally saved was a prince!

"I'm Xia Yurou. Since you are the King of the Morning, the man in black must be coming for you. You are still injured, so you need to be more careful."

The sunlight shone through the window onto the two of them, adding a bit of warmth to the slightly heavy atmosphere.

"Miss Xia, if you hadn't saved me, I would have died long ago. I will always remember your kindness."

He bowed slightly, and although he could not perform a full salute, his gratitude was evident beyond words.

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. I just did what I should do. You are still very weak now, so you should rest well."

Xia Yurou turned around, walked outside and shouted to the waiter who was still busy downstairs, "Brother Xiaoer, please bring some light dinner over."

After a while, the waiter brought a plate of exquisite dishes and a small pot of hot porridge.

Xia Yurou brought the porridge to Ren Chenxi and said softly, "Your Majesty, drink some porridge first to warm your stomach. It will help you recover your strength."

As she spoke, she gently scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it to her lips and blew gently. Her focused expression warmed Ren Chenxi's heart.

Then, Xia Yurou carefully handed the spoon to his lips, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze: "Be careful, it's hot, drink slowly."

Ren Chenxi opened his mouth slightly, feeling the warm porridge sliding down his throat and into his heart.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten the pain in his body and just wanted to quietly enjoy this rare tranquility and tenderness.

There was a gleam of concern in Xia Yurou's eyes. She would observe Ren Chenxi's reaction from time to time, fearing that he might be unwell.

Every move she made nourished Ren Chenxi's heart like a spring breeze and rain, making him feel unprecedented care.

Ren Chenxi drank the last mouthful of porridge and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Miss Xia, actually..."

He paused, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Although I am the King of Chen, my fate is actually unlucky. I am just a prince in name only."

Xia Yurou's hand gently covered the back of Ren Chenxi's hand, and her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the haze in his heart.

"My Lord, since you are the King of Chen, you have the responsibility to protect the people. As long as there is light in your heart, why should you be afraid of the saying that your fate is bad?"

Ren Chenxi was deeply touched by Xia Yurou's words. He looked at Xia Yurou affectionately and said, "Miss Xia, you are right. Although I have an unlucky fate, I cannot give up my responsibilities. Are you willing to be my princess? Walk side by side with me and protect the people here together."

Xia Yurou was slightly stunned by the sudden confession. She lowered her eyelids and dared not look directly into Ren Chenxi's burning gaze.

After thinking for a moment, Xia Yurou slowly raised her head and looked at him, biting her lower lip lightly, and said her decision: "I...I do."

As soon as she finished speaking, a shy blush appeared on her face, like a flower bud about to bloom.

When Ren Chenxi heard Xia Yurou's answer, he was delighted, and a bright light burst out from his deep eyes, like the brightest star in the night sky.

He sat up straighter and gently held Xia Yurou's hands. The warmth of their palms conveyed each other's heartbeats.

"Miss Xia, are you...are you really willing?"

His voice trembled a little, as if he couldn't believe this sudden happiness.

Xia Yurou nodded shyly, her cheeks flushed.

She gently broke away from Ren Chenxi's hand, turned around, picked up a robe from the bedside and draped it over his shoulders, her movements gentle and delicate.

As night falls, the moonlight outside the window is like water, and the silver light spreads all over the earth.

Xia Yurou sat on the edge of the bed, gently waving the exquisite round fan in her hand, bringing cool breeze to Ren Chenxi.

Its sound is soft and sweet, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, flowing slowly in the silent night.

"Your Majesty, you must have many interesting stories, right?"

Ren Chenxi smiled slightly, and Xia Yurou's words brought back many memories: "I have traveled all over the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and have seen all kinds of things in the world. Do you know the snowy plains in the north? The vast whiteness makes people feel like they are in a fairyland. And the water towns in the south, with small bridges and flowing water flowing into people's homes, have a unique charm."

After his description, Xia Yurou's mind emerged with the snow-covered fields and the gentle water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

She couldn't help but be fascinated, and she chanted softly: "Snow falls on thousands of mountains, and the water flows around thousands of houses. This scene should only exist in heaven, and it is rare to find it in the world."

Ren Chenxi was impressed by Xia Yurou's talent and said with a smile: "Miss Xia is a good poet. She is really good at writing and is amazing."

"My Lord, since I am your princess, there is no need to be so distant with you in the future. You can call me Rou'er."

He gazed into Xia Yurou's watery eyes and gently held her hand. The touch was soft and warm, as if he was holding on to a lifetime of happiness.

"Rou'er..."

Ren Chenxi murmured softly, the two words circling on the tip of his tongue, as if carrying a magical power that made his heartbeat accelerate instantly.

He looked at Xia Yurou, his eyes full of tenderness and love, as if he wanted to imprint her deeply in his heart.

It was late at night. Xia Yurou returned to the next room and closed the door gently. Her footsteps were so gentle as if she was afraid to disturb the peace of the night.

She gently pushed open the window, and a cool night breeze mixed with the fragrance of flowers and plants in the distance blew in her face, and her mood became quiet and peaceful.

The moonlight shone on her through the sparse clouds, giving her a faint silver glow.

She looked up at the sky. The bright moon was hanging high in the night sky, shedding its light and illuminating the entire room.

The moonlight stretched her shadow very long, as if it had merged into the quiet night.

Xia Yurou folded her hands in front of her chest, her heart full of expectations and longings for the future. Although she and Ren Chenxi had only spent a short time together, the warm scenes of them together flashed before her eyes like a movie, making her face unconsciously show a happy smile.