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

At dawn, golden sunlight shone on the bluestone road. Unlike in the past, the roadsides of Beiling City were crowded with curious people. Some stood on tiptoe to look around, while others pointed and talked, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

Ren Chenxi drove the Mercedes-Benz SUV slowly into Beiling City. The car body reflected the morning light, and it was like a steel behemoth shuttling through the quaint streets, attracting attention.

The wheels rolled gently over the stone slabs, making a steady and powerful sound, which formed a sharp contrast with the surrounding noise.

Inside the car, Xia Yurou and Xiaoxue smiled at each other. Through the car window, they could clearly feel the curiosity of the people outside.

A group of children happily ran and played behind the SUV, shouting excitedly: "Look! The prince and princess are actually sitting in a running box!"

Xia Yurou was infected by the pure and joyful atmosphere. There was a gentle light in her eyes. She stuck her head out of the half-open car window, her long hair fluttering in the wind, like a fairy descending to earth.

She said to the group of children running after her in a clear and pleasant voice: "This is a car. It can take me a thousand miles a day."

When the children heard this, their eyes widened as if they had discovered a new world. They screamed excitedly, clapped their hands, and walked even more cheerfully.

As they ran, they imitated the princess' words, their childish voices rising and falling: "Car! Car! The princess is sitting in a car!"

The sound penetrated the tranquility of the early morning and echoed in every corner of Beiling City, attracting more people to stop and watch, with smiles of surprise and curiosity on their faces.

The eyes of the people were full of awe, and although the discussions were low, they were like small streams merging into rivers and seas, flowing slowly through the city.

A white-haired old man, holding a cane, stood tremblingly at the edge of the crowd. Next to him stood a little girl with pigtails. She opened her eyes wide, held tightly to her grandfather's clothes, and looked up at the car curiously.

"Grandpa, is the car the princess is talking about like the Pegasus in the story, able to take us to faraway places?"

The little girl's voice was clear and had a hint of innocence.

The old man narrowed his eyes, looking at the car that was gradually going away but still looked majestic, with a gentle smile on his face, and said slowly: "Yes, it may be more magical than Pegasus. The power of some things does not lie in the car, but in the person who drives it. The prince cares about the world, and the princess cares about the people. She is a good person who really cares about us!"

The people around agreed with the old man's words. A man who looked like a scholar whispered to his friend beside him: "This may be the power of technology that the princess mentioned before. The prince is not only our guardian, but the princess is also our leader, who will lead everyone into a new era."

His friend looked at the car driven by the prince with fascination and nodded slightly, as if touched by an invisible force.

A vendor nearby was busy packing up his stall, but he couldn't help but stop what he was doing and join in the discussion.

The vendor's face was covered with beads of sweat, but his eyes were full of longing for the future: "Yes, yes, you are right. Since the princess came, our lives have become better and better, and we can even see some new and interesting things."

The winter sun gradually becomes hotter, shining on everyone's smiling faces, and even the air is filled with the smell of hope.

Under the astonished gaze of the people, the off-road vehicle stopped steadily in front of the solemn gate of the Northern Prince's Palace.

Steward Lin was dressed neatly, and led the servants to line up respectfully on both sides, his eyes full of joy.

Ren Chenxi got out of the car first and opened the door for Xia Yurou like a gentleman, his eyes full of tenderness for the mother and daughter.

Xia Yurou was holding Xiao Hanhan in her arms. The little guy's chubby face was filled with a happy smile. His pink little hands were waving occasionally, as if greeting everyone.

Xiaoxue carried a heavy bag and followed closely behind the prince and princess, her heart filled with sweet happiness.

The servants bowed and saluted one after another, their voices in unison: "Hello, Prince! Hello, Princess! Hello, Little Princess!"

They all had sincere smiles on their faces, and their eyes were shining with respect for their master and joy for the little princess.

Some servants couldn't help but secretly glance at the little princess in the princess' arms. Her delicate little face looked even more delicate in the morning light, and her big eyes looked around curiously, as if she was exploring her real home besides Nandu.

In the east wing, sunlight shines through the carved wooden windows, casting dappled shadows. The crib is placed beside the bed, and the soft cushion covered with a lotus-patterned bed sheet makes it even more elegant.

In this dreamy little world, Hanhan gently grasped the small bell hanging on the bed rail with her little hands. Every time she shook it, it made a clear and pleasant sound, which made her giggle. Her laughter was as clear as a silver bell and instantly filled the whole room.

Xiaoxue squatted beside the crib with eyes full of doting. She took out a colorful little doll from behind her and waved it in front of Hanhan. The little guy's attention was instantly attracted. His two little hands excitedly wanted to grab it but couldn't catch it. His chubby little face turned red with anxiety, making him even more adorable.

Xia Yurou lay on her back on the bed, a satisfied smile on her lips, her gentle eyes full of happiness.

Beiwang Mansion was her new home in ancient times. She couldn't help but sigh softly: "A nest of gold or silver is not as good as my own doghouse."

Ren Chenxi raised her eyebrows pretending to be displeased, leaned over to Xia Yurou, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "My beloved concubine, you are wrong. This is our bed, how can it be compared with such vulgar words? If you really like it, how about treating it as your beloved concubine's doghouse?"

Xia Yurou's cheeks couldn't help but turn red. She gently pushed the prince's muscular chest, with a sly smile flashing in her eyes, like a peach blossom blooming in spring.

"What? It's just a common saying in my hometown. It means that no matter how prosperous the outside world is, it is not as warm and comfortable as your own nest. It doesn't really refer to the dog's place, but a simple name for home."

As she spoke, she reached out and gently stroked the soft quilt on the bed, her eyes as gentle as water: "Although this bed is not a doghouse in the literal sense, it is the warmest place in my heart. Because of you and Hanhan, this is my home."

Ren Chenxi's eyes were filled with doting, his fingertips stroked across the tip of her nose, his movements revealing endless cherishment.

Xia Yurou looked at the prince with a smile on her face. There seemed to be stars twinkling in her eyes, so beautiful that people could not help but feel moved.

"Many people think that power and status are the most important, but for me, Rou'er and Hanhan are my most important concerns in this life. Having you is my greatest happiness."

As the Chinese God of War, she was immune to any sweet talk, but she completely fell for this prince. She kissed him affectionately with her eyes closed, and the slightly passive King Beiling was completely immersed in this sudden sweetness.

Everything around them seemed to be still, leaving only the resonance of the two people's heartbeats, echoing in the quiet room.

Xiaoxue quickly covered her own and Hanhan's eyes with her hands. Two red clouds appeared on her cheeks involuntarily. She felt shy but also felt that this scene was extremely warm. However, the gaps through her fingertips revealed her secret peeping.

Hanhan seemed to feel this unusual atmosphere, and an even brighter smile blossomed on her little face. She waved her two little hands in the air, as if she was cheering for her father and mother's happiness. The occasional 'babbling' sounds added a bit of childlike fun to this warm picture.