After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

Zhong Ning glanced at her and put down the teacup in his hand heavily.

A clang, like thunder, brought Murong Lan back to her senses. What had she just been doing? How dare she question Princess Zhaohua?

No, it was clearly she who spoke out of turn first.

"Is he dead?" Zhong Ning asked coldly.

Murong Lan was slightly stunned and lowered her head silently.

"Speak up, I'm asking you, is he dead?"

Murong Lan shook her head slightly, her voice as small as a mosquito: "No...can..." But new wounds were added to the old ones, and her whole body was covered with wounds, which was no different from death.

"I think you are just bored. You actually come to question me for a man..." Zhong Ning was very disappointed. Not only was she a saint, but she was also love-brained. He had better find something for her to do so that she wouldn't bother him every day.

"I will now give you two options. One option is to send someone to the border so that you can experience for yourself how difficult life is for the people living there under the repeated harassment from the Western Rong army!"

"Secondly, I own a Salesian Home. You can go there as a commoner and help out for three months."

"Which one do you want to choose?"

Murong Lan raised her head cautiously, and then spoke softly: "The second one..."

"Heh..." Zhong Ning sneered, "It seems you also know what the people living on the border will encounter. If a beautiful woman like you goes there, they will definitely be harassed repeatedly..."

"But even so, you still want to speak up for the man who once hurt the people of Dayong. Murong Lan, are you crazy?"

Murong Lan lowered her head, looking a little annoyed. Sister Ning had repeatedly warned her that there were many meaningful things in life, and she should never risk her life for a man...

But she didn't know why, every time she saw Li Yuanche, she couldn't help but think of him as the only one in her heart and eyes.

But once I left the room and was out of sight, that feeling disappeared.

"Sister Ning..." Murong Lan wanted to say something else, but Zhong Ning didn't want to talk to her anymore.

She was also afraid that if she stayed with a love-brained person for too long, she would become like this.

"Go back. If you have nothing to do in the future, don't come to my house..."

"Also, I have already reported to the court the matter of supporting Li Yuanche's troops. He will leave after his injuries heal..."

After saying that, Zhong Ning waved his hand and drove the person away.

Murong Lan bowed and then left.

After being busy for most of the day, Zhong Ning really felt a little tired... Too many things had happened during this period of time, which made her nerves always tense.

Today, the exhaustion that came from the bottom of his heart finally overwhelmed him. Zhong Ning sat on the phoenix chair, gently stroking his forehead, and then said, "Come here, remove the makeup..."

The palace dress was complicated and had many head ornaments, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

It turns out to be not an empty statement!

Several palace maids came forward to serve her. Soon, Zhong Ning took off her clothes, removed her hairpins and rings, and soaked herself in the warm bathtub to wash away her fatigue.

Although it is spring, the weather is still extremely cold.

Fortunately, there was high-quality silver charcoal burning in the hall, making the room steaming hot. After taking a bath, Zhong Ning changed directly into his pajamas and robe and curled up in the rocking chair.

This rocking chair was made by the people from the carpentry department two days ago. It was the first finished product and was delivered today.

The chair was covered with a soft mattress and a long rabbit fur blanket on top, so it was not uncomfortable at all.

Zhong Ning was lying on a rocking chair, covered with a turquoise silk quilt... Her hair was wrung out bit by bit by Su Xin, and was now falling down softly.

The plain face is like a hibiscus in clear water.

Perhaps the air was too warm, and the rocking chair swayed gently. Zhong Ning gradually felt sleepy and was about to close his eyes and rest for a while.

But then someone came from outside the door to report that Lord Xiao Fang had arrived.

Zhong Ning sighed slightly and said, "Let him in!"

When Fang Ping came in, he brought in a gust of cool wind. Su Xin quickly closed the door, leaving only the two of them talking in the hall.

She had served His Highness for such a long time that she already knew that His Highness treated Lord Xiao Fang differently. Whenever the two of them talked, no one was allowed to get within ten meters of them.

Although she didn't understand why, it was always right to listen to His Highness.

When Fang Ping entered the hall, he saw Zhong Ning curled up in a rocking chair, looking lazy and comfortable, yet a little cute and adorable.

He moved a chair and sat next to Zhong Ning, looking at Zhong Ning with sad eyes. When he woke up this morning, he found himself waking up in the guest room. Then he remembered that Zhong Ning had knocked him unconscious last night.

"Aning..." Fang Ping said softly.

Zhong Ning smiled faintly and said, "What? Are you still not recovered from the shock?"

"Hmm..." Fang Ping nodded. He was indeed still feeling a lingering fear.

"How can I help you?"

Zhong Ning didn't know how to comfort a frightened man. She only thought that he seemed to like singing, so she continued, "I haven't heard you sing for a long time..."

Zhong Ning said this, and took out a jade ring from the space and handed it over directly: "Master Xiao Fang, please perform a song!"

Fang Ping's eyes immediately lit up at the sight of such a valuable item. He said that Her Royal Highness the Princess was extremely generous. With this jade ring, he could sing for days!

"Since Her Highness wants to listen, I will do my best..." Fang Ping took the ring with a delighted look on his face. He then pulled out his guitar from the space and tuned a few strings before saying, "Would Your Highness like to order some songs?"

"Let's do something gentle, I'm a little tired..."

Fang Ping nodded, and countless songs flashed through his mind. He then selected one and tried to pluck the strings. A light prelude sounded, accompanied by a clear voice like water, slowly flowing through the room.

At that moment, Zhong Ning felt as if he had returned to the modern era.

She closed her eyes, letting herself fall into darkness, and her thoughts drifted far away along with the singing.

That was her college years.

She studied at an undergraduate university that was neither high nor low for three years and met many people, but after graduation, she became alone again.

An ordinary university, an ordinary job, an ordinary worker.

And a not-so-ordinary journey through time.

Her appearance is actually not bad, but because she comes from an ordinary family, she does not have enough nutrition and the money to buy skin care products, so her skin looks a little dark.

Under the thick bangs, he wore a pair of thick glasses.

Her face, which never wears makeup, always has an almost flattering smile.

A tear suddenly rolled down the corner of Zhong Ning's eye. She hadn't thought of her true self for a long time.

Having been a princess for so long, she really thought she was a real princess.

But only she herself knows that all of this will have to be returned in the end.

She's not from here.

It shouldn't take up too many resources.