I want to capture the heroine after traveling through time

Han Qiu felt as if she were in a chaotic, bewildering fantasy world, enveloped by a thick fog that made it difficult for her to see the road and the scenery ahead. She blinked, trying to dispel the haze, but the mist, as if conscious, refused to dissipate. After a long moment, the mist finally slowly dissipated, revealing a slightly clearer view.

Hanqiu was surprised to find herself at a very low angle. She instinctively raised her hands, only to see those bony, calloused hands, filthy and covered in dirt and mud. Before she could react, those hands reached out uncontrollably towards the fresh pork displayed on a high stall not far away.

However, just as she was about to touch the tempting piece of pork, a strong, powerful hand suddenly knocked her outstretched hand away. Then, a ferocious, ferocious face, covered in flesh, appeared before her. He cursed at Han Qiu, "Get out of here! You ignorant beggar! How dare you steal my pork!" His roar was accompanied by a shower of saliva.

Han Qiu was startled, certain that this experience wasn't part of her current memory. It must be a memory hidden in a past. Faced with this sudden situation, her body began to tremble violently. Her hand, just hit, was red and swollen, and a searing pain spread throughout her body. Her eyes gradually reddened, tears welling up in them, filled with unspeakable grievance. Finally, she could no longer support her frail body and fell heavily to the ground.

But at that moment, a strange feeling came from beneath her. After Han Qiu struggled to prop herself up with her thin frame, she lowered her head trembling with fear and trepidation. What caught her eye was a pair of exquisitely crafted boots with a dark cloud pattern and gold threads. Even more embarrassing, the boot bore a dark, half-buttocks mark.

Afterward, Han Qiu truly felt what Qian Chen was thinking at that moment—it's over! What should I do now? I can't afford to pay for it! I'm sure he'll be beaten to death! Thinking of this, her body trembled uncontrollably, her heart filled with fear and helplessness.

Then, like a frightened rabbit, she curled up even more timidly, slowly raised her head, and said cautiously in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "I'm... I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it! Please don't hit me!" After that, he quickly lowered his head again, not daring to look at the other party, for fear of seeing that angry face.

At that moment, a laughter so gentle and melodious, like the sound of nature, reached Qianchen's ears. She looked up in surprise, only to see the voice's owner smiling at the half-black mark left by her boot on her buttocks. That smile was like the warm spring sun, so warm and bright that it captivated her.

Qianchen was completely stunned, as if time had frozen in that moment. Her eyes widened as she stared at the figure above her, her heart filled with astonishment and confusion. After a long moment, she finally mustered a shred of courage and slowly raised her head, trying to get a clearer look at the face.

At this moment, a ray of warm and gentle sunlight fell like a spotlight, illuminating the person's face. In that instant, Qianchen felt his eyes light up, and the whole world seemed to become brighter because of this beautiful face.

The woman's face was cold and serene, yet like a newly blossomed spring flower, she seemed approachable. The sunlight gently caressed her skin, making her already snow-white complexion appear even more translucent, as soft and delicate as mutton-fat jade. Her delicate features seemed meticulously crafted by nature, each line perfectly defined, creating a captivating scene. Her eyes, in particular, were as clear as a deep lake, or like the dazzling stars in the night sky, shimmering with an enchanting radiance.

Furthermore, her golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall, flowing smoothly and gracefully onto her slender shoulders. Each strand shone with a golden sheen, gently swaying in the breeze like a flowing river of gold, a breathtaking sight. This hair color is already extremely rare, and its dazzling brilliance made her stand out in the crowd.

Although she was in this messy and dirty environment, she was like a lotus blooming in the mud, fresh and unworldly, spotless like a banished immortal.

Her beauty does not only come from her appearance, but also from the cool and unattainable temperament that emanates from her. This temperament makes people feel intimidated, but they can't help but want to get closer and explore it.

Yet, just as Qianchen was lost in his wonder at her beauty, she suddenly smiled. That smile was like a spring breeze, warm and gentle; like the warm winter sun, it dispelled the cold and gloom surrounding them. It was the most gentle, kindest, and most beautiful smile in the world, without a trace of affectation or falsehood, pure and transparent as crystal. In Qianchen's eyes, this smile seemed to possess a magical power, capable of soothing all pain and worry, making him forget all fear and anxiety in an instant.

At the same time, Han Qiu was equally shocked by the scene before her. Her heart began to pound uncontrollably, as if it was about to jump out of her throat. Disbelief filled her face. She had never imagined that the person appearing before her at this moment would be Lianlian! Moreover, Lianlian, with her beautiful golden hair!

Just as Qianchen and Hanqiu were stunned, they heard footsteps from behind, and then two figures appeared before them. One of them asked curiously, "Di Lian, what's going on? How come there's a butt mark on your boot?" The other laughed so hard, pointing at the mark and jokingly saying, "Hahahaha, that's hilarious! How did you get that there?"

Han Qiu looked closely and found that the visitors were Ling Linyi and Lin Muyi, whom she was familiar with! Ling Linyi had a serious look on his face, while Lin Muyi was leaning against Ling Linyi, holding his stomach and looking like he was about to laugh himself to death.

In response to their teasing, Di Lian just smiled slightly, appearing to be unconcerned, and replied casually: "Oh, it's no big deal, I did it accidentally." After that, he shook his head gently, indicating that he didn't care about it.

Ling Linyi looked at the stains on Di Lian's boots and subconsciously reached out to help clean it up, but when she looked around and saw so many people around, she suddenly stopped.

Cannot use Sky Spirit.

After thinking for a moment, she took out a snow-white handkerchief from her arms, then slowly squatted down, carefully approached Di Lian's boots that were stained with a little dust, and was about to use the handkerchief to wipe her clean.

However, at this moment, Di Lian gently dodged to the side. She smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just a boot, no need to make such a fuss."

Qianchen, standing by, also came to his senses, realizing that he had accidentally stained Dilian's boots. He hurriedly reached out to grab something to clean them for her. But when he looked down, he realized that his entire body was covered in mud, with hardly a single spot clean. The only part of him that was still somewhat clean was his little hands.

Qianchen couldn't help but blush. Even though her dirty little face was so covered in dirt that her original complexion couldn't be seen, her inner shyness still made her feel a little helpless. She stammered, "It's... I made it dirty. Let me... help you clean it." As she spoke, she stepped forward to grab Dilian's boots.

"It's really okay~" Seeing this, Di Lian quickly reached out to support Qian Chen and gently pulled her up. Afterwards, she didn't care about the dirt on Qian Chen's body and even gently held her in her arms, letting the little beggar sit steadily in her arms. Then, Di Lian asked softly, "You lovely child, why are you wandering here alone?"

Hearing Di Lian's question, Qian Chen blinked his big, clear eyes, shook his head in confusion, and answered honestly, "I don't remember."