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

In the Northern Prince's Mansion, Xia Yurou lay on a carved wooden chair, her hands resting on her slightly bulging belly, feeling the pulse of life. Her slightly pale face and clear eyes were filled with deep concern for the prince.

At this time, Xiaoxue walked into the room carrying a bowl of steaming black chicken soup, and the rich aroma filled the entire house.

She came to the princess, with a gentle smile on her pretty face, and said softly: "Miss, this is the black chicken soup that the kitchen has just cooked. Drink it while it's hot."

Xia Yurou looked at the bowl of golden black chicken soup, feeling a little sick. She said to Xiaoxue, "I've been drinking too much recently. I feel a little sick looking at this soup."

Having said that, she could only helplessly reach out and pick up the bowl of black chicken soup. All the nutrients in the soup were for the baby.

The warm soup melts as soon as it touches the lips, carrying a hint of medicinal aroma and the mellow taste of chicken, slowly sliding into the throat, as if warming up the worries in the heart as well.

Xiaoxue watched the princess swallow the first mouthful with concern, and said with joy in her heart: "Miss, drink slowly, I specially added some red dates and wolfberries in it."

Xia Yurou savored every sip of the rich soup, as if she could draw a bit of strength from it to build a solid fortress for the little life in her belly.

There was a drizzle outside the window, but it was warm inside the house.

Xiaoxue gently pulled open the embroidered quilt and carefully smoothed out the wrinkles, fearing that the cold would disturb the princess's rest.

Then, she turned around and took out a soft velvet blanket from the cabinet and gently placed it on the quilt. The delicate touch seemed to touch the softest part of people's hearts.

After finishing all this, Xiaoxue stepped back with satisfaction, her eyes full of love and care, and she said softly: "Miss, the bed is ready. You can rest early after drinking the soup. This will be good for both the baby and you."

As they were talking, Xiaoxue had quietly stepped aside and waited quietly, just to give the princess a most peaceful night.

As the night deepened, Xia Yurou put down the empty bowl of black chicken soup in her hand, with an inextricable sorrow condensed between her brows.

"It has been several days and there is no news from the prince. I wonder when the prince will be able to return?"

Upon hearing this, Xiaoxue hurried forward and turned up the brightness of an exquisite palace lantern, trying to dispel the gloom in the room.

"Miss, please don't think too much. The prince may be busy with his affairs, and the letter must have been delayed on the way."

Xia Yurou sighed softly, missing the prince in her heart.

This made Xiaoxue feel even more pity for her. She gently picked up a strand of scattered hair and carefully pinned it behind the princess' ear.

"Miss, it's late, it's time to rest."

She gently waved the round fan in her hand, bringing a cool breeze, as if to blow away the uneasiness in the princess' heart.

The next morning, the sky was clear and blue.

Xiaoxue carefully helped the princess walk slowly along the wet bluestone path into the back garden. Xia Yurou stopped beside the pond and admired the beautiful scenery of the lotus pond.

In the lotus pond, the lotus leaves are like plates, with dewdrops jumping on the tips of the leaves, sparkling with crystal light. Several newly blooming lotus flowers stand tall and graceful, pink and white, elegant and refined, as if they are the most exquisite masterpieces of nature. A breeze blows by, bringing bursts of lotus fragrance, fresh and intoxicating.

Xia Yurou was shocked by the stunning beauty and recited a poem: "After the rain, the lotus pond is full of water, and the wind blows the lotus leaves, revealing the dewdrops. The fragrance of the lotus is overflowing and refreshing, and this scene is the most pleasant."

"Miss, you have such a good literary talent. This poem is like floating out of a lotus pond, which makes people feel relaxed and happy."

As she spoke, Xiaoxue supported the princess as she walked through the winding corridors, out of the palace, and slowly walked towards the direction of the market.

The market is bustling with people and there are all kinds of stalls selling colorful cloths, crystal clear jades and fragrant snacks, forming a vivid picture.

The hawkers' busy shouts can be heard one after another, and the laughter of children can be heard everywhere as they shuttle through the crowd, adding vivid vitality to this ordinary day.

Xiaoxue helped the princess carefully move among the crowd, and Xia Yurou would point out interesting objects and share them with her.

In front of a stall selling handicrafts, Xia Yurou was attracted by a string of exquisite little bells. The bells were woven with fine silver threads and inlaid with a few tiny gems. They sparkled softly in the sun and made clear and pleasant sounds when shaken gently, as if she could hear the call from her loved ones from a distant place.

Seeing that the princess couldn't let go of the bell, Xiaoxue quickly bought it and tied it gently around her waist. The clear sound of the bell echoed with Xia Yurou's steps in the market, adding a more poetic warmth to the stroll.

At noon, they came to a restaurant, sat down by the window, and ordered a few side dishes.

The sunlight filtered through the carved wooden windows onto the Eight Immortals Table in the restaurant. Several people from the martial arts world at the neighboring table lowered their voices and chatted excitedly. Their conversation attracted everyone's attention like a magnet, but they dared not be too ostentatious.

I only heard someone say mysteriously: "Have you heard? The legendary Jade Guanyin has recently become the target of public criticism. It is said that whoever obtains this item can become the supreme master of the martial arts world. Countless sects are fighting for it."

He also did not forget to look around, fearing that there were ears on the other side of the wall.

Hearing this, Xia Yurou felt uneasy. The chopsticks slipped from her hand and she murmured, "The prince once mentioned that the cargo that Uncle Dong was escorting was the Jade Guanyin. Perhaps this matter is not as simple as it seems."

Xiaoxue's face became serious after hearing what the princess said. She looked around quietly and confirmed that no one was paying attention. Then she said softly, "Miss, could it be that the prince led his troops out this time for the Jade Guanyin? If so, wouldn't Er Niang and Mentou be in great danger?"

She said this worriedly, with a bad feeling in her heart, and prayed silently that nothing would happen to her.

Xia Yurou walked out of the restaurant in a hurry. Xiaoxue quickly paid the bill and followed her in a hurry, fearing that the princess would accidentally have a miscarriage.

After returning to the mansion, Xia Yurou went straight to the room and quickly packed her luggage. Every piece of clothing was carefully folded by her, as if she was preparing for an unknown journey.

"Miss, you can't go. Now all the sects are fighting for the Jade Guanyin. It's very dangerous outside. If anything happens to the baby in your belly, I will be blamed."

"Er Niang and the others must have been in danger, otherwise how could there be no news for so long? The prince is my beloved, and Er Niang and Lengzi are my friends in this world. How can I just sit there and do nothing?"

Seeing the princess's resolute attitude, Xiaoxue finally compromised: "Miss, since you have made up your mind, I will accompany you. No matter what dangers we may encounter in the future, I will protect you at all costs."

A warm current suddenly surged in Xia Yurou's uneasy heart, and tears flashed in her eyes: "You girl..."

Then the two of them immediately got on the carriage heading to Nandu, and the wheels made a steady sound as they rolled over the bluestone road.

Inside the car, Xia Yurou's brows were filled with undisguised anxiety. Her fingers tapped unconsciously on her knees, and she was worried about the safety of Er Niang and the others.

Xiaoxue was carefully packing their bags, making sure every item was properly placed. She would steal glances at the princess from time to time, wanting to comfort her but hesitant to speak.