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

Butler Lin had a solemn expression and hurried steps, almost trotting into the room, interrupting the warm atmosphere inside.

He said anxiously: "Your Highness, it's bad! The sentry post has an urgent report that a large army is approaching the border and is approaching Beiling. They are now stationed three thousand miles away. The situation is critical!"

Ren Chenxi's expression suddenly changed, his sword-like brows knitted tightly together, revealing a majesty that could not be ignored emanating from him: "The border is guarded by the War King, where did the enemy come from?"

What Butler Lin said next was like a bolt from the blue, shocking everyone and instantly dissipating the warmth in the room.

He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness, the sentry said with certainty that the army coming this time is flying the flag of our Dragon Kingdom!"

Ren Chenxi's body was shocked, and he shouted in disbelief: "What!!! How... How is this possible?"

He strode to the window, as if trying to see through the thick clouds and mist to see the approaching threat. The blue sky seemed to be shrouded in an invisible haze.

Xia Yurou frowned and asked in confusion: "Even if the prince gets the Emperor's Sword, in my heart the emperor is a wise ruler. Even if he feels that the throne is threatened, he will not do anything rash that endangers the safety of his people."

Maybe it was because of the hot weather, or maybe it was because of his anxiety, but Steward Lin's forehead was covered with sweat. He said anxiously, "The sentry has confirmed this matter again and again, and it has been confirmed that the intruder is indeed from the Dragon Kingdom."

After getting a positive answer, Xia Yurou was puzzled and murmured to herself, "This is not how online dramas are played... The plot twist is too abrupt. At most, they would send a killer to solve the problem quietly, but why would they send troops to attack the prince in such a high-profile manner? Does the emperor really think that the Emperor's Sword can shake the foundation of the Dragon Kingdom?"

Ren Chenxi turned around and asked with a serious look in his eyes: "Do you know who is the commander who led the troops to attack Beiling?"

Steward Lin's words were like a cold wind that made the temperature in the room drop suddenly: "News came from the sentry post that the leader is Commander Zhang."

Ren Chenxi's expression instantly became extremely solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Rou'er, I'm afraid we're really in trouble this time. Zhang Deyuan is not only the commander of the Imperial Guards, but also a rare genius in the Dragon Nation's martial arts world. Although his martial arts skills are only at the peak of the Grandmaster level, he can compete with the Grandmaster."

"You and I are both at the peak of Grandmaster status, so why should we fear a fight?"

After Xiaoxue coaxed the little princess to sleep, she followed the princess' words and said softly and firmly: "This servant is willing to stand by the young lady."

Steward Lin knelt on his knees to show his loyalty: "My Lord, although I am old, I swear to live and die with Beiling."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely tense.

Ren Chenxi stood with his hands behind his back, frowning and said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid that the ones coming this time are the Imperial Guards. They are all masters in the late Mingjing stage and can defeat ten enemies with one."

"Your Highness, although there are less than a hundred soldiers in the city, we have gunpowder. If we speed up the transformation, we should be able to make simple cannons that are enough to resist the army."

Ren Chenxi's worried eyes swept over everyone, and he said slowly: "Rou'er is right, but..."

Xia Yurou's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she gently placed her hands on his shoulders, saying firmly: "In troubled times, we must not be chaste. If we are merciful, the lives of all Beiling people will be destroyed. As the King of Beiling, you should make a choice."

Her words struck everyone's heart hard, and Ren Chenxi nodded in agreement after a moment: "Rou'er is right. We must swear to protect the people of Beiling and cannot give in blindly. Only by fighting violence with violence can we achieve peace."

"Although I strongly disapprove of the decision to fight violence with violence, there is no other way in the face of the impending storm. The situation is urgent now. Your Majesty, immediately mobilize all the craftsmen in the city to develop cannons according to my drawings day and night, and at the same time strengthen the city walls."

Upon hearing this, Ren Chenxi hurriedly prepared to leave.

After the prince left, Xia Yurou continued to make a decisive statement: "Xiaoxue will be responsible for contacting the people in the city and mobilizing them to participate in strengthening the defense of the city wall. Steward Lin will be responsible for allocating supplies to ensure that everyone can have a hot meal."

Steward Lin bowed deeply, his eyes gleaming with determination, as if he wanted to engrave this loyalty into his bones, and every step he took showed his deep affection for Princess Bei.

"Don't worry, young lady. I will definitely live up to your trust."

After saying that, Xiaoxue followed Butler Lin out of the room one after another, leaving behind their determined backs.

At the same time, the Southern Capital had received a secret report from the spies. Liu Qingyun sat on the rosewood chair in the hall and said with a deep look in his eyes: "The royal family will not let King Beiling go. This time it will be extremely dangerous."

Jiang Wan, who was always aloof, learned that the princess was in danger and said anxiously: "Grandpa, the princess risked her life to save me before. Now they are in trouble, how can we just sit there and do nothing?"

Liu Qingyun sighed softly and said helplessly: "Wan'er, you know that everything in this world has its destiny. The rules of the city cannot be broken. As the city lord, I will protect the safety of the people of Nandu and will not care about what happens outside the city."

She was really worried about the princess, and despite her grandfather's dissuasion, she ran out of the city lord's mansion and rode on the Saimo in an instant.

With a roar, the tires rubbed against the ground and made a sharp scream, and Jiang Wan rode her bike quickly out of the city.

The cool breeze whistled past my ears, but it could not cool the heat in my heart at all. I was only thinking about Yu Rou's safety.

The scorching winter sun hangs high in the sky, generously sprinkling its golden light all over the earth, but it seems unable to dispel the chill in the air that has been solidified by tension.

The rapid roar of engines could be heard on the street. Pedestrians tried to get out of the way, with shock written all over their faces. Some were even nearly hit by cars, but due to Jiang Wan's status, they could only endure it silently, wondering in their hearts: The Young City Lord is not like this usually. Could it be that he encountered something urgent?

Liu Qingyun, who possesses the appearance of an immortal, stood in the air, but he could not hide the helpless worry in his eyes. As the city lord, there were too many things he could not do and he was restricted by the rules of the city everywhere.

At this moment, Jiang Wan seemed so insignificant, as if she was a lone brave warrior, rushing resolutely towards the unknown storm.

Liu Qingyun waved his sleeves lightly, and the spiritual energy around him surged and turned into a stream of light, but he did not chase after him. Instead, he slowly landed on the city wall, and his back looked extremely lonely.

Outside the city of Nandu, the cold wind blew, blowing up waves of yellow fallen leaves, which fluttered wildly on the empty road.

The black Saimo was like a black lightning that broke through the silence, and the roar resounded through the sky, shaking the earth and the sky.

Jiang Wan's eyes stared at the blurry horizon ahead through the transparent mask of her helmet. That was the direction of Beiling City, and it was also the location of the person she cared about most.

Sweat dripped down her forehead, but she held the handlebars tightly without stopping for a moment and did not slow down at all.

It was as if he could hear the blood surging in his veins, and the roar of the Saimo forming a brave battle song.

The scenery along the way flashed by, failing to attract her attention. She kept muttering anxiously in her heart: "Yu Rou, you must not be in any trouble. Wait for me, you must wait for me."

Her face was soaked with sweat and her hands were shaking slightly due to excessive tension, but her rock-hard will to save Yurou was unshakable.

The motorcycle jumped on the rugged road, and each bump was like a test of fate, but Jiang Wan let the strong wind rage, with only the gradually clear outline of Beiling in her eyes.