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

The carriage slowly drove along a rugged mountain road, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. The sun shrouded the land, but it was unable to dispel the chill all around.

On both sides of the road, the bodies of martial artists can be seen everywhere. They are either lying or reclining, holding broken weapons in their hands, as if they are making their last struggle before death.

Xia Yurou stared at the tragic scenes outside the window, her face as pale as paper and her brows almost twisted into a knot.

Xiaoxue thought the princess was feeling uncomfortable from the long journey, so she quickly stopped the carriage and helped her to rest at a simple tea stall.

When the tea waiter saw that there was a customer coming, he came forward enthusiastically and poured a cup of hot tea for Xia Yurou and Xiaoxue.

Xia Yurou frowned and asked, "Little Second Brother, we just saw along the way...did something happen?"

Upon hearing this, the waiter looked around unconsciously, fearing that someone might be listening, and whispered, "Ladies, you may not know that this place has been a bit uneasy lately. I heard that because of Guanyin, countless martial artists have been attracted to this place, all wanting to win the title of the supreme master of martial arts. Just a few days ago, a big battle took place here."

After hearing what the tea waiter said, Xia Yurou became even more anxious. She unconsciously clenched the teacup, and her knuckles turned slightly white.

Xiaoxue patted the princess's hand to comfort her, and asked him, "Is the road to Nandu safe?"

"Miss, if you're asking about Nandu, I advise you not to go. The fighting among the major sects is so brutal, with blood flowing everywhere, it's like hell on earth."

Xia Yurou asked hurriedly: "Have you ever met King Beiling?"

"I did see a group of people passing by three days ago. Their flags were embroidered with the emblem of the King of Beiling. They were heading towards the Southern Capital. I think the prince's journey must be extremely dangerous!"

Tea waiter's words were like a bucket of cold water poured on Xia Yurou's heart. She felt more and more uneasy and prayed that nothing would happen to the prince, Er Niang and the others.

Xiaoxue approached the princess distressedly and comforted her softly: "Miss, the prince is highly skilled in martial arts, and he has the elite guards of the Beiling Palace to protect him. He will definitely be able to turn danger into safety. And with the cover of Steward Lin's sniper, he will definitely be able to escape danger."

At this moment, several burly men with weapons in their hands strode into this brief peaceful place.

The leading man had a face full of flesh, stared at the tea waiter fiercely, and shouted in a rough voice: "Waiter, serve me the best tea, quickly."

The already sparse number of customers in the teahouse all cast fearful glances, and some quietly got up and left for fear of being affected.

The tea waiter's face turned pale, and he worked briskly, but he did not forget to secretly glance at the uninvited guests.

But these people were locked onto Xia Yurou and Xiaoxue like wolves and tigers. The leader had a lewd smile on his face, and his eyes moved back and forth between them, finally settling on Xia Yurou's face, which was sad but still beautiful. He laughed coarsely, "Hey, look at these two, they are really fairies from heaven! It's our blessing to meet such beauties in this desolate mountain."

Several of his men beside him also echoed him, their words were full of vulgarity and frivolity, as if Xia Yurou and Xiaoxue had become their pawns, at their mercy.

Another burly man whistled at Xia Yurou unscrupulously, and the shrill sound echoed in the tea stall.

Xia Yurou was already in a bad mood, and their behavior completely angered her. She was pregnant and couldn't take action, so she said to Xiaoxue: "Teach these rude people a lesson."

As soon as the words fell, Xiaoxue jumped out like an arrow. The soft whip at her waist drew a long arc in the air like a snake escaping from a cave, and accurately wrapped around the wrist of a big man. With a sudden pull, the big man staggered to the ground, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground.

The others roared and rushed towards Xiaoxue, trying to use their numbers advantage to knock down the extremely powerful little maid in front of them.

Since Xiaoxue had been under Xia Yurou's long-term teaching, her body had become very agile, like a butterfly flying through flowers, with very accurate precision, hitting the opponent's joints hard, making them lose their balance. Sometimes, she would also entangle the weapons in their hands, forcing them to drop them.

Whips were flying in the tea stall, accompanied by the wailing of big men and the chaotic sound of overturned tables and chairs. The scene was in chaos.

Xiaoxue stood in the center of the chaos, holding a whip in her hand. She looked fiercely at the men who were kneeling and begging for mercy. Finally, she snorted, put away the whip, turned to look at the princess and asked, "Miss, how do we deal with these villains?"

Xia Yurou slowly approached the big men and said in a cold voice: "You should be severely punished for what you did today, but considering that God has mercy on life, I will spare your lives. If I see you doing evil again, I will not let you off easily."

The big men expressed their gratitude and said that they would never do it again. They did not care about their weapons and fled from the tea stall.

Xiao Xue not only paid for the tea, but also compensated for the damage to the broken tables and chairs. The tea waiter originally did not want to accept the money, but he could not persuade the master and servant and could only accept it reluctantly.

Afterwards, Xiaoxue helped the princess into the carriage again.

The driver patted the horse's back, and the carriage started slowly, the wheels making a squeaking sound as they rolled over the bumpy road.

Xiaoxue had already laid soft cushions in the carriage and put a thin blanket over it to relieve the princess's fatigue during the journey.

Xia Yurou's eyes reflected the scenery passing quickly outside the window, and her brows were filled with unresolvable worry, as if even the sun could not warm the chill in her heart. Her soft sigh was particularly clear in the carriage.

Xiaoxue was afraid that the princess's negative emotions would affect the fetus, so she quickly moved closer and comforted her softly, "Miss, the prince is blessed by heaven and will return safely."

She forced a smile and said to Xiaoxue: "Your martial arts have indeed improved a lot recently. Don't be proud. If you meet a real master, it will be difficult to escape."

"Miss, what you said is absolutely right. I will definitely keep it in mind. If that day ever comes and I encounter an invincible master, I will definitely protect you at the first opportunity. Even if I have to use all my strength, I will buy time for you to escape."

Xia Yurou looked at Xiaoxue's serious expression and said softly, "I understand your intentions. But remember, your safety is equally important. Although we are master and servant, we are also sisters. We must ensure our own safety under any circumstances."

Xiaoxue's eyes were slightly red with emotion. Although she nodded on the surface, she swore in her heart that she would protect the young lady.

The sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains onto Xia Yurou's face, but it could not warm her eyes that were staring into the distance.

In her heart, she had deep thoughts and concerns for the prince, and was even more worried about Er Niang and others who were escorting Jade Guanyin.

Xia Yurou's complex emotions, like the interwoven light and shadows outside the window, are indescribable, yet profound and real.