The girl traveled through another world and forced the prince to take the imperial examination

They continued south along the dirt road until the sun rose. An hour later, the road finally became busy. The comings and goings of people made Mu Qingcheng feel for the first time that she had truly traveled to another world.

It was the first time she saw the people living in ancient times. These were real people, not a movie.

The common people wore gray-black linen clothing, a short, double-breasted shirt on top and long trousers. In such cold weather, they all went barefoot, wearing straw sandals, with only a very few wearing cloth shoes. While there was no uniform clothing, they all looked the same, a dull gray.

Occasionally, a woman would appear wearing clothes in brown, red, dark purple, or dark blue, but no one was seen wearing clothes made of colorful fabrics. Could it be that there were no colorful fabrics in this era? Mu Qingcheng looked down at the white brocade satin dress she was wearing. She was actually the most eye-catching person in the crowd.

The women here travel in groups of three or four, all carrying a large basket on their arms, chatting and laughing as they walk.

The men carried heavy baskets filled with fruits, vegetables, and other goods. Others carried firewood more than a meter tall, leaning on a wooden stick, and walked forward with difficulty.

No one rode in a bullock cart like they did, and occasionally someone would pass by pushing a one-wheeled cart.

Mu Qingcheng sat on the ox cart, staring around with her big eyes, and everything she saw was new to her.

The oxcart was traveling along the dirt road in the countryside, kicking up clouds of dust. As more and more people were passing by, the oxcart slowed down.

After walking for another stick of incense, we saw a high wall ahead. Ox carts and even horse carts finally appeared on the road. More donkeys and mules were lined up with heavy loads, each carrying a uniform sack on their backs. It looked like a caravan.

"Yunqing, we're here at Daxing Town. There are so many people here!" Mu Qingcheng looked up excitedly and scanned the front.

Yun Qing had already judged from the movements around him that he was not excited at all. It was just a town, and he didn't think a small town could be very lively.

"Hey! Why is the city gate so dilapidated?"

Sure enough, Yun Qing soon heard Mu Qingcheng's complaints.

"Can this even be called a city wall? It's made of bricks on the outside, but why is it all made of mud on the inside? It's so low, it can't stop the enemy troops and bandits from attacking the city!"

The drop is quite large! Weren't ancient city walls tall and strong? She'd been to many ancient towns during her travels, and the lowest city walls there must have been six or seven meters high!

As expected! Reality is a slap in the face. Yun Qing shook his head and sighed. This Daxing Town is just a remote town in the south. It is neither a military fortress nor a necessary trade route. It is normal for it to be dilapidated. He couldn't answer now. The notebook Mu Qingcheng gave him was too eye-catching. He couldn't take it out and use it in crowded places in the future.

The people going to the town are all villagers from nearby, who come to the town to do business. There are also small vendors from other places who come here to sell their wares.

Maybe there happened to be a big market today, and there were too many people coming from all directions to buy things to do. Everyone was crowded at the city gate. People on foot could squeeze in, but oxcarts and horse carts were stuck outside the city gate and had to enter one by one.

Mu Qingcheng and his companions' ox cart was stuck in the middle, unable to get in or out.

Several women on their way to the market were stuck behind their oxcart. One of them exclaimed, "Look, look! Is that a little girl sitting on the oxcart in front of you? Her clothes are so strange."

"From the back, she looks like a girl, but what kind of bun is that on her head? I've never seen it before."

"Tsk! What's so strange about this? She's obviously from a wealthy family, maybe even from the capital. This might be the new trend in the city with a bun hairstyle! You're making such a fuss!"

Mu Qingcheng didn't hear what they were saying, but Yun Qing heard it all clearly. He smiled secretly and lowered his head, but before he could finish laughing, he couldn't laugh anymore.

"Hey! Let's go a little closer and take a look! I've never seen what the young ladies from this city look like."

"Sure! We can't get in here anyway, so let's go take a look!"

Mu Qingcheng was looking up and observing the movement in front of her when she suddenly felt countless pairs of eyes staring at her. She was so scared that she thought her identity had been discovered.

She quickly hid behind Yun Qing and asked quietly, "Why are they all looking at me?"

Yun Qing also felt the gazes from the people around him. He subconsciously used his body to block them for her and carefully wrote on the palm of her hand.

"Hide your face."

Mu Qingcheng shook her sleeves. Her sleeves were very long, so she immediately covered half of her face with them, leaving only her eyes exposed as she looked at the people around her cautiously.

"Tsk tsk tsk! Look at her face, it's so soft and white."

"That's right, God is too partial. My eyebrows and eyes look like they are drawn in a painting. Why doesn't he draw eyebrows and eyes like that for us too?"

"Who says it's not true? We are all born by our parents, so why are they like fairies while we are like yakshas?"

More and more people gathered around the ox cart, and the sounds of laughter, fighting and scolding became more and more lively.

"Pah! You ugly woman, just call yourself ugly, but don't take us with you."

The person who stood up to speak was a girl of about sixteen or seventeen. She was wearing a goose yellow cotton long skirt, a peach-colored sleeveless jacket over it, and a light blue embroidered belt around her waist.

Mu Qingcheng spotted the girl at first sight because her clothes were very eye-catching and she looked pretty. Her skin was a little dark, but much whiter than most passersby.

"Hey! Who is saying such sarcastic things here? It turns out to be our Miss Sun! If someone says I'm ugly, I'll spit in her face! Miss Sun is the most beautiful woman in our village. I dare not say you're ugly."

There were a few other girls around Miss Sun, but none of them were as pretty or fair-skinned as her. In comparison, this girl was truly a standout among the crowd. Hearing this, Miss Sun immediately raised her chin with a smug expression.

"But..." the ugly woman changed the subject: "Compared to that girl on the ox cart, you're like a clay Buddha washing its face—the more you wash, the uglier you look."

"Hahahaha...hahaha..." The passers-by around burst into laughter.

Miss Sun's face flushed with anger. She stamped her feet and turned to leave, but the traffic in front of her was so blocked that she couldn't move. Miss Sun lost face and couldn't get out of the situation. She pushed forward unconvinced and squeezed to the side of the ox cart, pointing at Mu Qingcheng and shouting.

"I've never seen a fairy before! You, come down from here, I want to see what a fairy looks like."

The passersby around started to make a fuss, clamoring to see what the fairy looked like.

Mu Qingcheng curled up behind Yun Qing and covered her face even more tightly.

"Why, you know you're ugly but you don't even dare to show your face? Today I want everyone to see how ugly you are."

As she spoke, she actually started to pull Mu Qingcheng. When her hand was about to touch Mu Qingcheng, there was a "pop" sound above her head. Miss Sun was startled and immediately withdrew her hand. She looked up and met a pair of cold, sharp eyes like knives. She felt that the air around her condensed into ice blades stabbing towards her. She was so scared that she took several steps back and almost fell backwards.

Yun Qing swung the whip in his hand, and there was another "snap" sound. The passers-by around were shocked and stepped back.

As the atmosphere became tense, the crowd ahead began to loosen up. Aniu pulled his cart along with the crowd and soon squeezed into the city.

Only when Mu Qingcheng and the others' ox cart disappeared from sight did the group of women come to their senses.

"Oh my! Did you see that? That boy is so handsome. His skin is as white as that fairy girl, just like that fairy boy."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah! It's just that his temper is a little scary!"

"Maybe it's the fairy boy or fairy girl from one of the gods who has come down to earth!"

"Oh! What does this have to do with us? Let's go to the market quickly! Otherwise, all the good stuff will be snatched up by others."

The passersby dispersed, leaving only Miss Sun standing there in a daze, and no matter how her companions called her, she did not respond.