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

In the soul-tracing mirror, time reversed and Ren Chenxi returned to the past, with every step he took on the edge of memory and reality.

In a corner of the courtyard stood a lonely child, surrounded by indifference and ridicule from the servants. These voices were like sharp blades on his young heart.

A maidservant dressed in fine clothes complained sarcastically: "You are a jinx. Since you were born, this imperial palace has never been peaceful."

The child was stubborn and refused to let his tears fall, and Ren Chenxi recognized that he was his younger self. He wanted to beat up those servants but was unable to do so and could only watch.

The scene changed, and Ren Chenxi's figure was pulled by an invisible force. A gentle-faced woman walked into the courtyard and wrapped the trembling little hand in her warm hands.

"Don't be sad, little Chenxi. You are my forever treasure. You are well-behaved and sensible. You are my pride."

Her voice was soft and powerful, and every word she said was like a spring rain, nourishing Xiao Chenxi's dry heart.

"Mom, did the sand get into your eyes?"

Little Chenxi's small hand gently touched her mother's cheek, brushing away the tear marks left by the non-existent 'wind and sand'.

Ye Yunhan hugged Xiao Chenxi tightly and said, "When mom is not around, you must learn to be strong like a little warrior."

Standing in a corner of the familiar yet distant courtyard, Ren Chenxi gazed at the mother and son hugging each other tenderly. Unspeakable sadness and longing surged in his heart. Tears silently slid down his face, but he could not touch that warm embrace.

He opened his mouth and called out with all his strength: "Mom, I'm Chenxi... I'm here..."

However, the affectionate voice could never break through the invisible barrier and failed to reach the ears of mother Ye Yunhan.

She held little Chenxi quietly, with reluctance in her eyes. The interweaving of light and shadow made the scene heartbreakingly beautiful.

The scene suddenly changed, and Ren Chenxi instantly found himself in the room of his childhood that was full of innocence and memories.

The room was decorated simply yet elegantly. A ray of sunlight shone through the half-open window onto Ren Tian, who was dressed in an elegant robe. It gave him a layer of golden glow, but it could not conceal the solemn determination between his brows.

Ren Tian formed seals with his hands, and a mysterious light flickered in his palms. The light gradually gathered into a powerful force, enveloping the little Chenxi who was struggling in pain.

Little Chenxi's face was distorted with pain, and he shouted helplessly: "Daddy, it hurts...ahhh..."

Ye Yunhan, who was standing by, bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes red as she stared at her husband, the Emperor of Dragon Country, who was using his supreme power to expel the unknown power from Xiao Chenxi's body.

Ye Yunhan's voice trembled slightly, but was extremely clear: "Chenxi, when you grow up, don't be a Dragon Emperor."

Her words not only reflect her expectations for Xiao Chenxi's future, but also represent her silent resistance to the injustice of fate.

Ren Chenxi was swallowed up by the sudden darkness. There was endless void all around him, and even his breathing seemed to become heavy.

He knelt in the invisible darkness, his fists clenched so tightly that veins bulged, and the pain in his heart surged like a tide.

"Dad, why did you use such a cruel method to make me endure this inhuman pain since I was a child?"

Every word was torn out from the bottom of Ren Chenxi's heart, carrying with it a tearful accusation filled with reluctance and confusion, as well as a longing for family affection and disappointment with his father.

When he was on the verge of collapse, the suffocating darkness was suddenly torn apart by a gentle force.

A soft light seeped out from nothingness, gradually gathering into shape, revealing Ye Yunhan's warm outline.

The maternal love radiating from her was like the brightest star in the night sky, illuminating Ren Chenxi's desperate world.

"Chenxi, my child..."

Ye Yunhan's voice seemed to penetrate the barriers of time and space, and every clear word was imprinted on his heart.

Ren Chenxi stared at the scene in front of him in a daze, his eyes moist. He stretched out his hand in disbelief, touching the illusory face with his fingertips, fearing that this was another cruel fantasy.

His hands were shaking as he hugged the illusory figure tightly, and he said in a choked voice: "Mom, you are not dead?"

Ye Yunhan smiled gently, and that smile was filled with endless kindness. She gently stroked Ren Chenxi's cheek. Although it was just a phantom, the touch was extremely real, as if it could dispel all the haze in his heart.

"Silly child, mother is just a remnant soul, living in the mirror to tell you the truth. Back then, your uncle was obsessed with power and coveted the position of Dragon Emperor for a long time. He spied on the secrets of heaven and learned that you were born with the destiny of the Supreme Emperor, and that your brother Ren Chenlin, although extremely intelligent, was unworthy of being an emperor because of his mediocre destiny. Under the temptation of power, your uncle chose the most extreme way, wanting to get rid of you as soon as possible to ensure that his lineage could ascend to the supreme throne."

At this point, Ye Yunhan's eyes flashed with helplessness, and he continued, "Your father knew this very well, but he couldn't directly confront your uncle. After all, the war between royal families is too complicated and will implicate many people. In order to protect you from being persecuted by your clansmen, Brother Tian made a difficult decision to change your fate to cover up your true destiny. He hopes that this way you can survive, and when the time is right, he will let you take back everything that originally belonged to you in another way."

"Mother, I have no intention of becoming an emperor. I just want you to stay by my side and meet your daughter-in-law and your unborn Yi Yi."

Ye Yunhan's eyes were full of tenderness as she gently stroked Ren Chenxi's cheek. The illusory fingers seemed to carry warm power and penetrate his heart.

"Chenxi, there are many roads to take in life. I can't be with you in the future, but I will always protect you."

As Ye Yunhan finished speaking, a soft and dazzling light emanated from her body, as if she could turn the world around.

She stretched out her illusory hand, palm facing up, and gently waved it towards Ren Chenxi. Suddenly, the entire space trembled, and invisible power quickly condensed in the air.

Ren Chenxi only felt a warm force surging out from his mother's palm, instantly wrapping his whole body tightly.

He was surprised to find that his body began to undergo subtle changes. Countless tiny golden threads came from all directions and entangled every corner of his body.

These threads emit a faint golden light and move within the body like living things, bringing a comfortable sense of power.

A dazzling golden dragon surrounded Ren Chenxi, its scales reflecting brilliant light and illuminating the dark space. Each dragon scale contained powerful bloodline power.

He felt the power of his own destiny, and the fate of the emperor that had been suppressed for many years was released at this moment.

But Ye Yunhan's figure became increasingly transparent in the light, like the morning mist that was about to disappear, but her loving eyes still looked at her precious son as warmly as before.

Her figure gradually blurred in the golden light, and a faint voice came: "Chenxi, you must live well and use your own strength to protect the people around you and the people."

Ren Chenxi shouted at the top of her lungs: "Mother..."

He desperately stretched out his hand to hold back his mother's figure which turned into nothingness, but it was all in vain and he could not keep her.

Tears blurred his vision like a dam bursting, but could not blur the unforgettable pain in his heart of losing his loved ones.

Even if he used the powerful power of the dragon soul to hang in the invisible air, he could not prevent the irreversible separation.

Ren Chenxi suddenly opened his eyes. There was silence all around him. Only the Soul-Tracing Mirror was floating quietly in the air. The mirror was glowing with a faint light, and it seemed that the gentle reflection of his mother was still lingering.

He was surprised to find that he had been in the corridor of the imperial mausoleum all along. The candles on both sides emitted a dim light, making Ren Chenxi's shadow look particularly lonely.

The air seemed to still be filled with dust from the past. Every step Ren Chenxi took on the stone slabs echoed with heavy footsteps, and even time seemed to slow down a little...