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

The hazy moonlight sprinkled on the earth, adding a bit of mystery to the quiet night, and the candles in the palace gradually lit up.

"Miss, the prince won't be angry that we come back so late, right?" Xiaoxue's face was full of worry, as if she could foresee the coming storm.

"Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion."

Having said that, Xia Yurou couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

She pushed open the door of the palace very carefully, afraid to make any noise, like a cautious mouse afraid to wake up a sleeping cat.

Just as they quietly stepped into the inner courtyard, a deep voice came from behind them: "It's so late, where are you going, Princess?"

The two were startled and turned to look, only to see Ren Chenxi wearing a royal robe, standing quietly in the shadow of the corridor, staring at them with eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Xiaoxue's heart tightened, she lowered her head slightly, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the corners of her clothes, like a child who had done something wrong.

Xia Yurou tried to calm her nervousness and smiled at Ren Chenxi, trying to resolve the embarrassment with a flattering smile: "Your Majesty, why haven't you slept yet?"

Ren Chenxi's gaze seemed particularly profound in the night. He frowned slightly and winked at Xiaoxue.

Xiaoxue immediately understood what the prince meant, turned around and ran away like the wind, leaving the princess disheveled in the wind.

She stretched out her hand and wanted to call Xiaoxue, but just as she uttered the word "ah", the petite figure ran into the west wing.

Ren Chenxi approached slowly, and his originally stern face became a little softer: "Rou'er, you are in a special period now. What if something happens outside?"

"My Lord, I am fine."

He sighed softly and said in a low voice: "You are not in good health now, so you should be more careful. If you are really bored, you can play the piano and write, which is also very good."

Xia Yurou frowned slightly and waved her hand quickly: "It's okay to write occasionally, but it gets boring after a while. Besides, I'm not good at playing the piano, so why bother myself?"

Ren Chenxi seemed a little helpless about Xia Yurou's willfulness, but his eyes could not hide his pampering and concern: "Do you know why I don't let you go out at will?"

She raised her head slightly and said softly, "I know that the prince is doing this for Rouer's own good, but staying in the mansion for a long time is really boring, so I want to go out and get some fresh air."

"If something goes wrong, what should I do?"

Xia Yurou pouted in grievance, her voice soft and slightly coquettish: "Prince, why have you become so unreasonable? In the past, you always doted on Rouer and let me do whatever I wanted. Now, not only do you restrict me from going out, but you are also always busy with government affairs, and you don't even have time to accompany me."

Her eyes were slightly red and tears could fall at any time.

Ren Chenxi looked at Xia Yurou's aggrieved and coquettish appearance, stretched out his arms and gently embraced her in his arms, whispering: "Rou'er, how could I not spoil you? It's just that I've been busy with political affairs recently, and I really can't spare much time to accompany you, but my heart will always be with Rou'er."

These words seemed to ease the grievance in Xia Yurou's heart: "I'm almost going moldy staying in the mansion. If this continues, I'll really get sick from being bored."

The defense line in Ren Chenxi's heart was breached again, and he scratched her nose lovingly: "Then ask Second Mother to go out for a walk with you. I will feel more at ease with her around."

When Xia Yurou heard that the prince allowed her to go out, a smile as warm as the spring sun suddenly bloomed on her face: "Thank you, prince, you are so kind to Rouer."

He smiled slightly, carried Xia Yurou through the corridor into the room, and gently placed her on the soft bed.

But Xia Yurou suddenly turned over and sat up: "My Lord, what will our baby be named in the future?"

Ren Chenxi was slightly startled, and then slowly said: "I have thought about it. If it is a boy, I will name him Ren Lingyu, which means that he will be able to fly freely like a bird in the future; if it is a girl, I will name her Ren Lingling, and I hope she will be as light and beautiful as a feather."

"puff……"

Xia Yurou unceremoniously sprayed the pregnancy-nourishing tea she had just drunk onto the bed and coughed a few times: "This name is too... too low, isn't it?"

Ren Chenxi really didn't understand what this strange word meant: "What do you mean by 'too low'?"

"Your Majesty, 'low' means not very good."

"I think it's very good, and it has a profound meaning."

"It's too tacky, it doesn't sound good at all."

Ren Chenxi's face darkened slightly, a hint of helplessness flashed across his brows, and he tried to keep his tone calm: "If Rou'er doesn't like it, you can just change it."

She blinked her eyes with a smug look on her face: "It's mainly because the prince's surname is too rustic. No matter what name you give it, it sounds like it came from some wild corner."

At this moment, Ren Chenxi's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. If the late emperor heard that someone actually said that the king's surname was Tu, he would be so angry that he would jump out of his grave.

Seeing the prince's face getting darker and darker, Xia Yurou couldn't help but feel a sense of mischievous pleasure in her heart, as if a naughty child was playing a trick on an adult.

She even deliberately raised her voice: "I personally think it's a good idea to have the surname Xia. Let the baby have the same surname as me."

Ren Chenxi's face was almost dripping with ink, and he stared with his eyes wide open, but was suppressed by Rou'er's innocent and naughty eyes. He sighed helplessly and gently scratched her nose again, with a bit of doting in his tone: "You can only say this in front of me, and you can't say it outside, otherwise it will cause trouble."

Xia Yurou was tickled by the prince's behavior and started to laugh playfully: "Rou'er is just teasing you, so the surname is Ren. But I have to pick the baby's name."

"As long as you don't change your surname, everything will be up to Rouer."

"If it's a boy, I'll name him Ren Hongyi. I hope he'll be broad-minded and strong-willed in the future. If it's a girl, I'll name her Ren Zihan. I hope she'll be as tough as the zelkova tree and as refined as water."

"It's a good name, with a profound and elegant meaning."

The moonlight shone through the delicate window lattices, sprinkling mottled onto the bed. Xia Yurou sat on the edge of the bed, gently leaning on Ren Chenxi's shoulder, her hands gently stroking her gradually bulging belly, her face filled with the glow of maternal love.

"Yiyi, Hanhan, do you feel it? Your father is really good to mother. When you grow up, you must love him well, understand?"

Ren Chenxi listened to Xia Yurou's soft whispers and smiled helplessly, thinking to himself: "You forced me to do this, but I am happy with it."

He gently turned his head and placed a gentle kiss on Xia Yurou's forehead, his eyes full of love.

The night gradually unfolded like ink, reflecting her bright and clear eyes and the happy smile on her lips, as if even the air was filled with sweetness.