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

That day, Xia Yurou was strolling happily on the street accompanied by Sun Erniang. Erniang also followed her carefully, fearing that something might happen to the princess.

Xiaoxue followed closely, carrying large and small bags of items. Although it was a bit tiring, the little girl felt very satisfied seeing the princess so happy.

Suddenly, a burst of noise attracted Xia Yurou's attention. She curiously pulled Er Niang and squeezed into the crowd.

A woman in a red shirt was like a red flame. She heroically knocked down those men who claimed to be masters like paper tigers.

Another conceited rich young man jumped onto the stage, his eyes flashing with greed for beauty, and tried to seduce the red-shirted woman in front of him with fancy moves.

But she remained unmoved, and with a side kick she sent the rich young man staggering back, and he rolled off the ring in embarrassment.

Then, a big bald man staggered onto the stage, and his action caused the audience to burst into laughter.

"This monk has also been tempted by worldly desires and is here to snatch the beauty?"

"Isn't he a fake monk and a wine-drinking and meat-eating man?"

The bald man came to the stage, clasped his hands together, and muttered something. Although he looked solemn, his eyes kept glancing at the woman in red with frivolous and provocative look.

She frowned slightly but didn't get angry.

The bald man rushed forward and seemed to be ready to use his fists and feet, but his hands were touching everywhere with intentions of flirting.

The red-shirted woman's face darkened. She spun around and kicked him upside down. The audience immediately burst into laughter.

At this time, a middle-aged uncle dressed as a escort came up to the stage and said loudly: "Heroes and heroes, I, Dong Daitian, and my daughter Dong Yuhong have just arrived in Beiling City. I want to find a husband for my daughter, so I set up a competition arena here. If any hero defeats my daughter, I will marry her to him."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a commotion in the audience.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Du Wenxuan, dressed in white, looked like a graceful young man. Holding a folding fan in his hand, he jumped lightly and landed steadily on the stage.

He bowed to Dong Yuhong and said, "My name is Du Wenxuan. I just saw that you are very good at martial arts, so I came to learn from you."

Dong Yuhong was as fast as fire and punched Du Wenxuan in the chest, but he easily deflected her punches.

A folding fan carries the elegance of a scholar and implies the strength of a warrior. Du Wenxuan displays his strength without losing his elegance.

Dong Yuhong was careless and stumbled, falling backwards. Just when she was about to fall off the ring, Du Wenxuan caught her steadily in his arms.

The two people's eyes met in the air, and a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the woman in red, followed by deep admiration.

Seeing that this was inappropriate, Du Wenxuan let go of Dong Yuhong in his arms, smiled at her to express his gratitude, and turned to leave.

Dong Daitian shouted loudly: "Since you have defeated my daughter, you should marry her."

Hearing this, he turned to Dong Daitian and said, "I saw that you are very good at martial arts and wanted to learn from you. I have no other intentions."

The people at the stage said: "It clearly says a martial arts competition to find a bride, but you have to go up and join in the fun. If you win, you have to marry her."

"That's right. People in the martial arts world must follow the rules of the martial arts world. Since you won the competition, you have to marry this girl."

Du Wenxuan stood on the stage, facing the embarrassment of Dong Daitian's father forcing him to get married, and obviously did not want to be involved in this marriage.

As a father, Dong Daitian didn't want his daughter's reputation to be damaged, so during the argument, Du Wenxuan accidentally injured him.

Xia Yurou in the audience was so angry that her originally gentle temperament disappeared at this moment, replaced by a domineering aura that could not be ignored.

"Oh my god, look at my aunt's temper."

As Xia Yurou was about to rush onto the stage, Sun Erniang at the side hurriedly held her back, fearing that the princess might get miscarried due to her impulse and hurt the fetus in her belly.

Xiaoxue was also there to stop the princess from going up on stage. Xia Yurou turned to look at Er Niang and said, "Help me teach him a lesson."

In fact, Er Niang had already been unable to suppress her inner anger. When she heard what the princess said, she jumped onto the stage.

The two men stood facing each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Sun Erniang took the lead and punched Du Wenxuan in the face. He moved slightly and dodged the attack.

Du Wenxuan waved his folding fan lightly, creating a breeze that blocked Sun Erniang's heavy punches and kicks that were like a rainstorm.

In this close fight, Du Wenxuan's eyes always lingered on Sun Erniang, and his deep affection almost overflowed from his eyes.

The seemingly fierce fistfights and kicks were accompanied by an indescribable tacit understanding. Du Wenxuan could skillfully avoid every attack from Sun Erniang, and every time he counterattacked, he did it just right to prevent Sun Erniang from getting hurt.

After fighting for dozens of moves, Du Wenxuan tapped Sun Erniang's fist with his folding fan, using the force to push her lightly, and a distance immediately opened between the two of them.

"Girl, is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Sun Erniang was slightly startled, then she retracted her fists and feet and said coldly: "Since you have won this girl, you must marry her."

"I have no interest in Miss Dong, how can I marry her?"

Du Wenxuan paused and asked, "Does the girl have a husband?"

The onlookers in the audience started to make a noise, but Du Wenxuan ignored them. He had a cynical smile on his face, but his eyes were fixed on Sun Erniang.

Sun Erniang glared at him, but he said, "If you are single, I, Du Wenxuan, would like to marry you."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene became a sensation again.

Xia Yurou stamped her feet in anger and shouted, "Don't let him talk nonsense. Second Mother, beat him up. Beat up this scoundrel."

Sun Erniang was about to attack again, but Dong Yuhong suddenly stood between them and said disappointedly: "Since you have no intention, I don't want to force you."

After saying that, Dong Yuhong helped her father walk off the stage.

Xia Yurou stepped forward and asked with concern, "Uncle is seriously injured. How about you come with me back to the mansion to let the doctor take a look?"

Dong Yuhong saw her father frowning and nodded.

Du Wenxuan followed Sun Erniang closely like a dog-skin plaster, as if he was being pulled by an invisible force.

Whenever Sun Erniang turned around and glared at him, Du Wenxuan would always wave his folding fan with a playful smile, as if to say, "I just want to follow you, what can you do to me?"

Sun Erniang was annoyed by Du Wenxuan's harassment along the way, and quickened her pace to get rid of this troublesome young man, but Du Wenxuan was always able to keep up easily, as if every step of Erniang was within his expectations.

Looking at this scene, Xia Yurou couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly, and from time to time she would cast an angry look at Du Wenxuan, as if to say: "If you keep pestering my second mother, be careful or I will be rude to you."

Xiaoxue is the princess's flower-guarding angel. As long as the princess says a word, this girl will pull out the whip tied around her waist without hesitation and beat Du Wenxuan hard.