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

The soldiers carefully carried the heavy wooden box to the front hall of the City Lord's Mansion, and Dong Yuhong had fulfilled her father's last wish.

There were only a few servants busy cleaning the empty hall, and there was no sign of any guards in the mansion.

As the lid of the box slowly opened, a warm jade light filled the hall, and even the air seemed to freeze.

The jade Guanyin lies on the soft silk, crystal clear without a trace of impurities. The delicate carving texture is more vivid under the refraction of light. Guanyin has a compassionate face and compassionate eyes, as if she can see through the suffering of all things in the world.

The legendary Grand Master Liu Qingyun, dressed in a plain white robe, walked into the hall with light steps. His hair was as white as snow, but he was energetic and exuded an extraordinary temperament.

Everyone's eyes were focused on City Lord Liu, and the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.

He slowly raised his right hand, with his palm facing the crystal clear jade Guanyin, and his movements were as light as picking up a flower and smiling. He waved his hand lightly without any hesitation or delay.

Then there was a loud noise that echoed throughout the City Lord's Mansion. The priceless Jade Guanyin was instantly shattered into countless tiny pieces under Liu Qingyun's palm, and scattered all over the ground, sparkling with a sad and beautiful luster.

Each fragment seems to carry some unfulfilled destiny, quietly telling an unknown story.

Sun Erniang was shocked and puzzled, and asked angrily: "City Lord Liu, what do you mean by this?"

Dong Yuhong's eyes were slightly red, she clenched her fists, and said in a trembling voice: "My father was loyal all his life. He risked his life to protect the Jade Guanyin from being invaded by thieves. Now you have destroyed it. May I ask the city lord where is justice?"

Xia Yurou, supported by Xiaoxue, slowly walked to Liu Qingyun and said, "Senior, there must be a deep meaning behind your actions. Can you help me solve this puzzle? What secret does this Jade Guanyin carry that made you want to end it in such a decisive way?"

Liu Qingyun closed his eyes and concentrated, gently rotating his palms. A powerful spiritual energy from heaven and earth gathered around him, and the fragments of Jade Guanyin that were scattered on the ground miraculously became suspended!

Countless fragments were spinning in the air, with a faint fragrance diffused among them. It was the fragrance of jade that had been accumulated over thousands of years, and it was also the embodiment of the extraordinary power of the grandmaster.

With the blessing of the spell, the fragments gradually merged, like water returning to the sea, and finally condensed into an exquisitely carved jade mirror. A faint jade light flowed on the mirror, reflecting the astonished and awed faces of everyone.

Xia Yurou stared at the reborn jade mirror with curiosity and asked softly, "Senior, what is so mysterious about this mirror that made you take so much trouble to reshape it?"

Liu Qingyun's cold gaze swept across Xia Yurou and finally fell on Ren Chenxi, who was standing silently beside him.

"This mirror is called the 'Soul-Tracing Mirror'. It can reflect people's hearts, trace back to the past, and gain insight into the origins of all things in the world."

After saying that, he walked up to Ren Chenxi and asked, "Have you ever thought about why you were dubbed the 'lonely star', to the point where you don't even know where your father's tomb is?"

Liu Qingyun's words made Ren Chenxi's body tremble, with both shock and confusion. He said sincerely: "Senior, I would like to hear the details. I beg you to clear up my doubts for me."

"You are not the doomed star as the world says. In fact, you are the emperor destined by heaven. Back then, your mother had foreseen the changes in the future with her extraordinary wisdom. In order to protect you from unforeseen disasters, she made up that lie. Now, you are standing in this Nandu, just a stone's throw away from your father's true resting place."

Hearing this, Ren Chenxi's pupils suddenly shrank and he stood there in a daze, drowning in painful thoughts.

Xia Yurou didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only ask anxiously: "What is the connection between the Soul Tracing Mirror and my prince?"

Liu Qingyun gently stroked the mirror, as if he had penetrated the illusion of the Soul-Tracing Mirror and was looking directly at the ancient and distant secret.

"The Soul-Tracing Mirror is the only key to enter the Huangling Mausoleum. There is an emperor's sword hidden in the imperial mausoleum. It is not only a symbol of power, but also a sign of destiny."

After he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves lightly, and the light in the Soul-Tracing Mirror suddenly condensed into a dazzling beam of light, shooting straight into the sky, and then slowly descended, turning into a blurry ancient picture, unfolding in the astonished expressions of everyone.

In the picture, a magnificent mausoleum is looming among the misty mountains. Above the mausoleum, a giant sword is inserted into the cracks of the stone. The sword exudes the momentum of a dragon's roar and a tiger's roar, as if it can cut off all obstacles in the world.

As the light in the Soul-Tracing Mirror fluctuated violently, Ren Chenxi's figure seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and he stepped into the beam of light and disappeared in front of everyone.

Xia Yurou was extremely anxious and worried about the prince's safety, so she stepped into the light circle without hesitation.

Xiaoxue, who has always regarded the princess as her sister, was afraid that she would be in danger, so she stepped into the mysterious light and shadow regardless of everything.

Sun Erniang turned to look at Dong Yuhong and asked, "Miss Dong, do you also want to enter the unknown world in the mirror?"

Dong Yuhong clenched her fists and said with a firm look: "I can't let my father die in obscurity. I will go inside to find out the truth and seek justice for my father."

Her resolute figure gradually disappeared into the beam of light. In order to find the murderer who killed Mentou and Lengzi, Sun Erniang also disappeared at the end of the light.

When Du Wenxuan stepped into the light column, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes swept across Liu Qingyun sinisterly, with a complex look mixed with greed and calculation.

Liu Qingyun stood next to the light column. He did not say anything to stop it. He just looked at Du Wenxuan's figure that was gradually swallowed by the light, with a meaningful arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Come out, hiding is useless to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, there seemed to be a subtle fluctuation in the air, and then a black shadow quietly slipped out from the darkness, but in an instant it retracted all its edge and stood respectfully in front of Liu Qingyun.

Nightingale knew very well that she had no chance of winning a head-on confrontation with Liu Qingyun. A complex emotion flashed in her sharp eyes, as well as awe of Liu Qingyun's strength.

"Lord Liu, Nightingale knows that I am not very skilled in cultivation, so I dare not act rashly in front of you. But this mirror contains what I am looking for. I am willing to risk my life just to find out what it is."

Liu Qingyun glanced sideways, and his eyes that could see through people's hearts stayed on Nightingale for a moment, and then he smiled faintly, and his smile seemed to contain countless deep meanings.

"Girl, the Soul Tracing Mirror not only contains the Emperor's Sword, but it can also peek into the past. You have to bear all the consequences yourself."

The moment Nightingale stepped into the beam of light, her body was enveloped by a strange light, and her eyes suddenly became extremely complicated.

As the light gradually devoured her, Liu Qingyun looked at Nightingale's disappearing figure, smiled indescribably, and said to himself, "My dear granddaughter, Grandpa finally found you."

Steward Lin stood aside, shocked, his eyes shifting between Liu Qingyun and the gradually dissipating beam of light.

He had never expected that the cold, arrogant and unfathomable City Lord Liu had such a deep blood relationship with the mysterious female killer Nightingale.

Even though the soldiers secretly speculated about this sudden change, no one dared to ask. They stood in the courtyard like pine trees, waiting, hoping that their king would return soon.