A funny girl traveled through time to become a princess and dated a general

Sixue regained her identity, and the emperor prepared a palace for her, and Sixue lived in it.

There was a hint of helplessness and determination in Sixue's eyes.

She knew that resuming this identity meant that she would be subject to more constraints and restrictions, and would not be able to go out as freely as before. She walked to the window silently, with a complex emotion in her heart.

It was as if there was an invisible burden pressing on her, and she understood her responsibilities and obligations.

However, the desire for the outside world still burned in her heart. She missed the time when she and Lingyan walked on the streets and felt the nature, and the time when she met with Fuling and other friends and shared happiness. But she also knew that the restoration of her identity was an unchangeable fact.

Sixue took a deep breath and silently told herself to be strong. She would adapt to the new life and take on her own responsibilities, even if it meant sacrificing some personal freedom.

She believes that in the future she will have the opportunity to experience the outside world again, but for now, she must focus on the mission at hand.

Her determination is solidified in her heart. She will face the future with a new attitude. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, she will move forward firmly.

Suddenly two hands covered her eyes, and a man approached and said, "Guess who I am?"

His voice was delicate and sharp, as if it had been softened. Every word carried a unique rhythm, like a note jumping in the air. When he spoke, a hint of coquettish charm occasionally appeared in his voice, which reminded Sixue of the graceful postures of the ladies in the palace.

His tone was ups and downs, sometimes high and sometimes low, full of drama.

When he expresses a certain emotion, his voice will tremble unconsciously, with a slight sorrow, which makes people feel pity.

This sissy voice seemed to be a unique charm, attracting Sixue's attention, while also showing his unique personality.

Si Xue did the opposite and also made the same sound: "Could this be General Ling Yan? Am I right?"

Ling Yan opened her hand and said: "Congratulations, you guessed it right. Can you adapt to living here?"

Sixue said: "It's so boring. It's so boring. Just sitting here for an hour will make you feel bored and there's no one to keep you company."

Ling Yan said: "I'm sorry I made you suffer."

Then Sixue whispered, "I don't really want to stay here." Tears fell uncontrollably.

Ling Yan felt distressed when she saw Si Xue like this, and said: "Madam, please wait for me. I will definitely bring you home."

On that quiet night, a warm current surged in Sixue's heart. Her eyes were full of emotion, and she looked at him affectionately and said softly, "Okay, I'll wait for you to take me home." There was a hint of expectation in her voice.

His response filled her heart with joy, and she smiled slightly, with endless tenderness in her eyes. At this moment, the atmosphere in the room became particularly warm, as if shrouded in a sweet atmosphere.

Then, Sixue made a "cough", "cough", "cough" sound and asked softly: "Can you stay and sleep with me tonight?"

There was a hint of shyness in her tone, but it was full of sincerity. She was looking forward to his answer, and a wave of nervousness surged in her heart. Ling Yan looked at Si Xue, with a gentle light in her eyes, nodded, and said: "I do."

At that moment, a happy smile bloomed on Sixue's face. She moved closer to him, feeling his warmth. The two of them slept in each other's arms, talking and laughing.

This night will become part of their fond memories as they enjoy each other's company.

When Sixue woke up the next day, she found Lingyan was gone. She stretched and the maid came over immediately after she woke up. Sixue said, "Please prepare some paper and pen for me. I need to write."

The maid immediately went to get it. Sixue held the paper and pen tightly in both hands, her eyes flashing with excitement. She seemed to have found a beam of light in the darkness, and her whole body was full of energy. She picked up the pen without hesitation and wrote quickly on the paper, and the words flowed out like flowing water.

Her mind was sharp and clear, and the ideas in her mind were constantly transformed into words. As time passed, she was completely immersed in the world of creation, forgetting everything around her, and even forgot to eat breakfast.

When night falls, “Oh, I finally finished writing. I’ve been writing all day. I’m exhausted.”

Sixue lay on the table. The maid next to her said, "Princess, can I help you prepare some food?"

Sixue shook her hand and said, "I'm not hungry, no thanks."

After that, Sixue went to stroll in the imperial garden. Suddenly, she found that in a corner, the maids were gathered together and whispered bad things about the princess.

Their expressions were full of disgust and dissatisfaction, and their voices were low and sharp.

"The princess is so pampered. She makes a fuss over the smallest things." said a maid with a pout.

"That's right. She always bosses us around as if we were her servants," another maid echoed.

"One day, the general secretly stayed in the princess's boudoir! Oh, it's terrible, it's terrible, and the general already has a family." The third palace maid threatened.

"I think she is just a vixen who only knows how to seduce men." The fourth maid said viciously.

The palace maids' words became more and more unpleasant, and their eyes flashed with resentment and jealousy. They seemed to have forgotten their identity and responsibilities.

Sixue happened to pass by and heard these unbearable words. Her face instantly turned gloomy. However, the palace maids did not notice Sixue's arrival and continued to speak recklessly.

Sixue's patience finally reached its limit, and a ball of rage ignited in her heart. She strode forward, her eyes revealing uncontrollable anger.

Like snow, her arms waved as fast as the wind, without any hesitation.

The palace maids looked at Sixue in horror and wanted to flee in all directions, but it was too late.

The attacks were like raindrops, accurate and powerful. They fell to the ground one after another, in a mess, with faces full of pain and astonishment.

Si Xue said: "Please raise your heads, so that I can appreciate your looks." The maids raised their heads carefully. Si Xue said again: "You are not that good-looking, but you are so bold that you dare to talk about me."

Si Xue looked at her hand, moved and clenched her fist. She said: "Look at my hand. If you dare to talk about it again, I may punish you more severely next time. Of course, this is just the tip of the iceberg now."

The palace maids huddled together, nervousness revealed in their eyes.

Sixue's heart was filled with anger, but at the same time she also felt a little relieved. She used her actions to send a clear message to those unrepentant palace maids that she would never tolerate others' slander and insults against her.

The corridor was filled with the screams of the palace maids, and the princess turned and left in a mess, leaving behind a group of terrified palace maids.