The ancient martial arts master traveled through time

Ruan Xiaojiu sat in the courtyard until dawn. When Xiao Cui came, she was shocked to see her own prince. "Prince, you haven't slept all night. You have serious dark circles under your eyes."

Ruan Xiaojiu raised his eyes, looking listless.

Seeing this, Xiao Cui said, "Your Highness, why don't you go back to sleep for a while? It's still early anyway."

"Ruan Xiaojiu yawned and said, 'No need, just wash up.'"

After dinner, they came to Di Jingchen's room. Chi Feng and the others were kneeling beside the bed. They had wounds of varying sizes and it looked like they hadn't had time to bandage or treat them yet. They were covered in blood. They knelt there like children who had done something wrong, waiting for Di Jingchen to wake up so they could be punished.

"What are you all doing kneeling here?"

When they turned around and saw that it was the Ninth Prince, they quickly turned around and saluted, "Greetings, Ninth Prince."

"This king asks why you are all kneeling here? Or have you done something wrong and are being punished by your Holy Lord?"

Chi Feng blamed himself and said, "We shouldn't have put the Holy Lord in danger. We sent him a distress signal even though we knew that yesterday was the day the Holy Lord fell ill. We were wrong and inconsiderate. If anything happened to the Holy Lord, we would be to blame. Fortunately, the Holy Lord was rescued by the prince and is fine. Otherwise, we would never be able to forgive ourselves even if we died ten thousand times." Chi Feng said sincerely with a serious expression.

Cheng Feng and Qing Feng all agreed with Chi Feng's words. They regretted their actions immensely. They were the Saint's guardians, supposed to keep him safe. But what they had done yesterday? Not only had they failed to protect him, they had also caused him to risk his life to save them. They felt utterly ashamed. Even if the Saint was alright now, their actions had been wrong, and they deserved to be punished.

Ruan Xiaojiu nodded in agreement, "Well, you deserve to be punished. You can't distinguish between the primary and the secondary, and you don't have the master-servant concept. Since you deserve to be punished, then you should stay in my dark prison for two days. That way, when your punishment is over, your Saint will be almost well, and you can come back to work for your Saint. Not only will it not hinder your loyalty, it will also give you peace of mind." Ruan Xiaojiu said seriously after thinking it over.

The few of them exchanged glances, believing that what the Ninth Prince said made sense. The Ninth Prince had saved the Holy Lord and them, making him their savior. The punishment for a benefactor wasn't much different from the punishment for a master; either was acceptable. With this thought in mind, the few of them stumbled to their feet, deciding to accept their punishment. They bowed to Ruan Xiaojiu, "Thank you, Your Highness, for the punishment." But when they reached the dark prison, they realized that the Ninth Prince's punishment was truly perverted. Was it too late for them to regret?

When the guards saw someone coming, they would ask about the offense and, knowing the whole story, would naturally treat them well. Escape? Impossible. The guards were experts in this field, so how could they let a few people escape? There was a magic circle set up by Ruan Xiaojiu. Once the prisoners entered the designated area, they would be automatically locked in, making it impossible for them to escape.

Ruan Xiaojiu came in front of Di Jingchen, and an inexplicable emotion flashed through his heart. His hand touched his handsome face, and Di Jingchen suddenly opened his eyes. The coldness in his eyes immediately dissipated when he saw Ruan Xiaojiu.

Ruan Xiaojiu calmly withdrew his hand, "Are you awake? How do you feel now? If you leave my sight next time you have an attack, I will definitely not run to save you."

Di Jingchen pursed his lips. Although he felt a little unhappy, it was a fact that Ruan Xiaojiu had saved him, and he was not an ungrateful person. He could only soften his voice, lower his eyes, and agree, "Okay." Feeling that this attitude might be a bit cold, he added, "Thank you this time." After this, he felt that Ruan Xiaojiu was not bad. Apart from being a bit lustful and having more men, she was excellent in other aspects.

Seeing his submissive and obedient expression of gratitude, Ruan Xiaojiu felt a little excited in her heart. She didn't know why she had this strange feeling, but it was a wonderful feeling. She couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth, looking at Di Jingchen's handsome face, moving down to his perfect thin lips, she had the urge to kiss him, but she held back. Thinking of this, she actually felt her cheeks getting a little hot. She was startled and touched her face with her hand. Why was her face so hot? Was she sick? She never got sick. Thinking of this, she began to scan herself with her consciousness. After a while, she felt the heat on her face subside. What's going on?

Seeing her frown, then relax, then show a puzzled expression, then become confused, Di Jingchen couldn't help but wave his hand in front of her and said, "Ruan Xiaojiu, are you okay? Are you sick?"