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

At the gate of Prince Chen's mansion, the sun shone on the team that was preparing to set off. The wheels of the carriages turned, and they slowly drove out of the mansion with the rhythm of the horses' hooves.

Xia Yurou sat in the carriage, looking at Prince Chen's Mansion through the window reluctantly. Xiaoxue, who was standing beside her, held the princess' hand tightly, giving her silent comfort.

Outside the carriage, Ren Chenxi was riding a white horse, his figure looking even taller, like an unshakable mountain, while Steward Lin and the servants were squeezed in a carriage.

The spy hiding outside Prince Chen's Palace immediately returned to Prince Nan's Palace, knelt in front of Ren Chennan, and reported in a low voice: "Your Highness, Prince Beiling has already set out. Apart from the princess and a group of servants, no soldiers have followed him."

He waved his hand to let the spy retreat, then turned to Nightingale who had been standing still and said, "This time when you go, you must help the bandits in Huaxi County kill Xia Yurou. If she doesn't die, she will become the biggest obstacle for me to become emperor."

Nightingale stood in the darkness of the study like a shadow. When she heard Ren Chennan's order, her heart was moved, but years of training had taught her to hide her emotions.

She took on the task silently, like a breeze at night passing through the treetops, her figure gradually disappearing into the darkness...

The night shrouded the desert. The wooden door of the inn slowly opened with the arrival of Ren Chenxi and his party, accompanied by a creaking sound, as if telling the vicissitudes of the past.

The moment Xia Yurou stepped into the inn, she felt that although the proprietress was enthusiastic, she also revealed a subtle cunningness.

The guys would cast prying glances at them from time to time, as if they were some rare prey.

The furnishings in the inn were simple and old, with a few faded paintings hanging on the walls. The air was filled with a strange smell of spices and dust, which made her frown.

The proprietress greeted the guests with a smile on her face, and hurriedly told the waiter to prepare tea and asked the kitchen to prepare the food.

When the waiter was pouring water, his eyes involuntarily drifted towards their bags, and his greedy gaze seemed as if he wanted to eat these people alive.

Ren Chenxi noticed something unusual and calmly moved his fingers on the table, outlining the word "black".

Xia Yurou, who was sitting opposite him, lowered her eyes, seemingly concentrating on the teacup in her hand, but in fact she was secretly observing everything around her.

When he saw the words Ren Chenxi wrote on the table, he slightly expressed his approval with his eyes, and was alertly prepared to deal with any situation that might happen next.

Afterwards, the waiter placed the steaming dishes on the table one by one. The fragrant dishes looked particularly tempting under the dim candlelight, but Xia Yurou suddenly reached out to stop Ren Chenxi and told him not to pick up his chopsticks.

Ren Chenxi was slightly stunned, then immediately understood the trick. He nodded slightly and put the chopsticks back on the table.

Seeing this, the proprietress came over with a plate of food and smiled: "Girl, these dishes are our signature dishes. They are more delicious when eaten while hot."

Xia Yurou shook her head and said softly, "Thank you for your kindness, Madam Boss. I'm not feeling well and I really can't eat."

She pretended to be uncomfortable and refused the food, and her delicate posture made it easy for people to believe her words.

The proprietress didn't know what to say, so she turned around and went back to the kitchen, where the waiter and the cook were whispering to each other.

Seeing the boss lady come in, the waiter looked nervous and lowered his voice very low: "That woman seems to have discovered something?"

The cook held two sharp kitchen knives in his hands and snorted coldly: "Boss lady, how about we kill her now?"

The proprietress extended her index finger, gently shook it in the air, and whispered, "Don't be impulsive. Wait and see what happens, especially pay more attention to that girl."

The waiter scratched his head in confusion, with confusion written all over his face.

"Don't be fooled by her weak appearance. People who are often inconspicuous are not people we can easily provoke."

The candlelight of the inn flickered in the cold wind of the desert. Ren Chenxi and Xia Yurou sat in a room on the second floor. Outside the window was endless darkness, accompanied by silence and desolation.

Ren Chenxi gently pushed the door open, and after confirming that there was no one in the corridor, he whispered to Xia Yurou, "Rou'er, was the food drugged?"

She sat on the edge of the bed, playing with her sword in her hand, and said softly: "But the dosage is very small, it won't make people unconscious immediately. When I was on a mission in China, I saw a lot of such despicable means."

When Ren Chenxi heard this, anger flashed in his eyes. He stared at the dark desert outside the window, thinking of a countermeasure in his mind.

The night was as heavy as thick ink. The silence of the inn was broken by the sound of light footsteps. The waiter quietly inserted a tube into the door of each room and blew gently at one end of the tube. A cloud of smoke spread silently.

In the room, Xia Yurou was as quiet as still water. She had already noticed this subtle change. She took out two pills from her bosom, handed one to the prince, and took the other herself.

The tiny pill has a faint fragrance. After taking it, I immediately feel refreshed, and even the air becomes a little clearer.

The two of them closed their eyes tacitly and pretended to faint.

The waiter pushed the door open and saw Ren Chenxi and Xia Yurou unconscious on the bed, a smug smile appeared on his face.

He and the cook carried them out of the room, and along with the others, they were thrown on the floor of the inn hall.

The proprietress nodded with satisfaction and waved to the waiter and the others: "The men will be sent to other places to do hard labor, and the women, who are still pretty, will be sent to Hua Man Lou."

The waiter and the cook were so happy that they seemed to see a lot of silver waving at them, and they took action immediately!

At this moment, Xia Yurou, who should have been unconscious, suddenly opened her eyes. Her sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the darkness, and she easily broke free from the restraints on her body.

The proprietress' smile froze on her face instantly, her eyes widened, as if she had seen something incredible: "You... why didn't you faint?"

Xia Yurou glanced at her nonchalantly, brushed off the dust on her clothes, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "This kind of trick is just what I used to do."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ren Chenxi twisted his body and broke the ropes that bound him. He glanced at everyone with cold eyes, like a beast ready to pounce.

The waiter took a few steps back in astonishment. "I clearly increased the dosage of the incense. No matter how strong the master is, he will be unconscious for a whole night. How come you are fine?"

The proprietress's surprised expression instantly returned to calm, and her tone was full of praise: "What inner strength! I guess the girl is from the same path as us. It's really like a flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple, and family members don't recognize each other."

"I'm different from people like you who run black shops."

Xia Yurou snorted coldly, her eyes were like swords piercing people's hearts, making everyone present feel a chill.