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

At noon the next day, the scorching sun shone on the earth, and the carriage continued to move slowly towards the direction of the southern capital.

In the car, Xia Yurou half leaned on the cushion, her eyes occasionally glancing out the window. The hot weather made it difficult for her to calm down.

Xiaoxue sat beside her, using the palm-leaf fan in her hand to bring a hint of coolness to the princess, and from time to time she would use a clean handkerchief to wipe the dense sweat on her forehead.

Her eyes showed both her concern for the princess's health and her confusion about Nightingale's leaving without saying goodbye: "Miss, Miss Nightingale left like this, will she..."

The words stopped at my lips and I couldn't continue.

Xia Yurou reached out and gently stroked her abdomen, feeling the faint beating inside. She looked through the window toward the hazy mountain peaks in the distance, her mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

"Although Nightingale bears the name of a killer, she is much brighter than many noble and upright people who think they are righteous. In troubled times, there are too many things that cannot be helped."

The princess' words made Xiaoxue bow her head and fall into deep thought. After a moment, she said, "Miss, you are right. I may be too one-sided. But Miss Nightingale is so seriously injured and I am really worried about her being alone."

Suddenly, there was a roar of weapons clashing outside the carriage. Xiaoxue lifted a corner of the curtain and saw the flash of swords and knives in the flying dust, and several figures shuttled back and forth.

A familiar figure suddenly appeared in front of Xiaoxue and hurriedly shouted to the princess: "It's... it's the prince!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Yurou endured the discomfort and tried to sit up straight. Through the window of the carriage, she saw that the prince she had been thinking about was fighting with a gang.

Ren Chenxi shuttled among the crowd with a long sword in hand. Wherever he passed, the enemies fell under his sharp sword.

In the distance, Steward Lin was hiding behind a big tree, assisting the prince with the sniper rifle specially made for the princess.

With a low roar, the enemy was hit by a bullet and fell to the ground before he could react.

The air was filled with smoke and blood. In the chaotic fight, the offensive of the Wuyun Gang was gradually suppressed.

Fearing that the prince might be in danger, Xia Yurou anxiously called out to the coachman to stop, with unmistakable worry in her voice.

The carriage came to a sudden stop, raising a cloud of dust.

Xia Yurou quickly walked towards the carriage. Xiaoxue was very worried about the princess's health, so she had to step forward even though she was a little scared.

"My Lord, I am here to help you."

Xiaoxue's clear voice seemed to penetrate the noise, and her petite figure was approaching the enemy who was about to launch a sneak attack on Ren Chenxi.

The whip accurately wrapped around the man's neck and with a sudden pull, the enemy instantly lost his balance, was thrown several meters away, and fell heavily to the ground, unable to move.

With Xiaoxue's joining, the members of the Wuyun Gang were thrown into chaos and some of them were fighting in a panic.

Ren Chenxi killed more and more bravely with unstoppable force. Wherever the tip of his sword passed, people fell down. He went straight to Huanglong and took the head of the enemy general.

The leader of the Wuyun Gang hurriedly raised his sword to block, but with a loud clang, the sword broke and the tip of the sword was right in front of him.

At the critical moment, he dodged desperately and looked very embarrassed.

With the shock of Ren Chenxi's thundering attack, the morale of the Wuyun Gang was instantly shattered, and the gang members were like frightened birds, abandoning their weapons and armor and fleeing in all directions.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Xia Yurou's eyes were filled with both joy for the victory and sighs for the cruelty of the troubled times.

Xiaoxue put away the whip and stood up, her body stained with the blood of the enemy. She hurried back to the princess and carefully supported her.

Ren Chenxi dismounted and walked quickly towards Xia Yurou. His eyes showed both reproach for Rouer's disregard for her own safety and a hint of tenderness and pity.

Xia Yurou stepped forward, touched the scratches on Ren Chenxi's body with concern, and asked with concern: "My Lord, are you okay?"

He gently held Rou'er's hand and scolded: "This is not the place you should come to. It's too dangerous."

"Your Majesty, how can I stay in the mansion and let you face the danger alone? Let Rou'er stay with you, Your Majesty, even if it's just to give you a cup of tea."

Ren Chenxi felt warm in his heart and gently held her in his arms: "Rou'er, I understand your feelings, but this time the people in the martial arts world have gone crazy to snatch the Jade Guanyin. Your safety is more important than anything else. Go back with Xiaoxue obediently. When I return triumphantly, I will enjoy the spring scenery in the garden with you."

Xia Yurou nestled in Ren Chenxi's arms, feeling even more uneasy. She whispered, "Your Highness, Er Niang and Lengzi have been escorting Jade Guanyin to Nandu City for several months, but there has been no news yet. I am very worried. Now all the martial artists are going crazy about it, I am afraid..."

Ren Chenxi frowned, patted Xia Yurou's back gently, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, we will set off to Nandu immediately to find Er Niang and make sure they are safe."

After a pause, he smiled gently at his Rou'er: "You must have been exhausted from the journey, so take a rest here before setting off again. This place is still some distance from Nandu, and the journey is extremely dangerous. I will definitely protect Rou'er."

Xia Yurou was gently carried to the carriage by Ren Chenxi. After she sat down, she gently stroked her belly and spoke softly to the baby in her belly: "Yiyi, you must love mommy like daddy does in the future. Be brave and strong, be the support of daddy and mommy, and in the future, care about the people like daddy and be a responsible person."

Ren Chenxi stood beside the carriage and scratched her nose lovingly through the window, his movements gentle and loving.

"I will definitely stay by your side, no matter what the storms ahead, forever."

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, leaving only Xia Yurou and Ren Chenxi's deep love flowing in their hearts.

The sun shone obliquely on the mountain road. Ren Chenxi rode his horse in front with an upright posture, scanning the surroundings with sharp eyes to make sure that every inch of land did not escape his vigilance.

Xia Yurou sat in the carriage, her eyes gently following Ren Chenxi's back through the half-closed curtains.

Xiaoxue sat quietly beside the princess, occasionally showing concern and comfort, expressing a deep sisterly love that went beyond that of master and servant.

Steward Lin rode a sturdy old horse at the end of the team, holding a long whip but not letting it fall easily. He gently patted the horse's back as if giving it silent encouragement.

The afterglow of the setting sun stretched his shadow very long. The sniper rifle wrapped in black cloth and tied to his back formed an ancient picture with the dead leaves on the ground, just like an old soldier rushing to the battlefield with his own afterglow.

The remaining soldiers were scattered on both sides of the carriage. They were dressed in iron armor, holding spears, with resolute faces, like a moving Great Wall of Steel guarding the Northern Princess in the carriage.

As the mountain road wound, they occasionally cleared the gravel obstacles on the road to ensure that the carriage could pass smoothly.

Sweat slid down the soldiers' foreheads, dripped onto the dry soil and was absorbed, leaving only circles of light salt stains to testify to their determination to serve the king.