The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Zi'er fell into a deep sleep, which lasted for three days and three nights. When she woke up, she felt refreshed, as if all her fatigue had disappeared. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Mianmian sitting by the bed, smiling at her.

"How long have I slept?" Zi'er rubbed her eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Princess, you've been sleeping for three days," Mianmian replied with a smile. "You slept so soundly that your mother didn't even wake you when she came to see you."

Zi'er stretched, feeling full of energy. She sat up from the bed, walked to the window, and gently pushed it open. Fresh air rushed in. Looking at the picturesque scenery outside the window, she felt a surge of emotion.

"Although this experience was difficult, it also made me grow a lot." Zi'er said to herself, "We should be more cautious in the future and not take risks so easily."

However, a fire still burned deep inside her. She knew that despite the immense pressure and danger this adventure had brought her, she had no regrets, because it was this experience that made her stronger, braver, and more mature.

"Maybe next time I can try a smaller challenge..." Zi'er's lips curled up slightly, a glint in her eyes. She decided that if she had the chance in the future, she would definitely embark on another adventure, but she would be more cautious and not act impulsively like she did this time.

Zi'er took a deep breath, feeling the warmth of the sun on her face, her heart filled with anticipation for the future. She knew that as long as she maintained her courage and wisdom, she would be able to overcome any difficulties and challenges. This experience would become a precious treasure in her life, forever etched in her heart.

Mianmian: "So are we ready to go?"

Zi'er: "Well, send me the plot first."

Mian Mian: "Okay, this world is called Young Man on a White Horse Drunk in the Spring Breeze, and it's a martial arts story. It tells the story of how Ye Dingzhi, a good friend of Baili Dongjun, the young master of the Zhenxi Marquisate, is manipulated into launching a war against the Central Plains. Baili Dongjun leads a group of heroes from around the world to resist. Facing Ye Dingzhi, Baili Dongjun doesn't back down. He wants to save both the world and his friend."

Zi'er watched intently as the screen flickered with images. As time passed, she gradually immersed herself in this world of chivalry and the spirit of the underworld. When she finally finished watching the last scene, a smile of satisfaction and longing appeared on her face.

"This world is quite interesting! And it seems to be the story of the fathers of the young man in the story of the Song of Youth we saw before." Zi'er said excitedly, "Especially since this world advocates the use of force and the way to enter the Tao through martial arts. Does this mean that we should be able to practice?"

Thinking of this, Zi'er's heart was filled with anticipation. After all, in the previous world, although she was the emperor, she could not practice cultivation and could only rely on others for protection. Now, if she could practice in this world, she could come and go freely, and no longer have to bring so many people with her when she went out.

Zi'er said to Mianmian excitedly, "Let's go. I can't wait to know what the next world looks like!" Her eyes were full of anticipation and curiosity, as if the next world was the dream place she had always been pursuing.

However, Mianmian's expression was grave. He frowned slightly, as if he had something to hide. After a moment, he slowly spoke, "Princess, due to your excessive killing in the last world, there may be some restrictions on you in the next world."

Upon hearing this, Zi'er frowned, a puzzled look on her face. She asked, "What restrictions?"

Mianmian shook his head, indicating that the specific restrictions were still unclear. He explained, "We'll need to enter the next world to learn the details of these restrictions."

Zi'er gritted her teeth, a wave of unease welling up in her heart, but it was quickly replaced by determination. She said resolutely, "Let's go. No matter what restrictions we encounter, whether we stick our heads out or hide, we'll still face them. We have to face them anyway." With that, she embarked on the journey to the next world without hesitation.

At this moment, the two of them disappeared instantly. Zi'er, who had just arrived, felt her whole body stiff and could not wake up no matter what.

She anxiously asked Mianmian, "Mianmian, what's going on with me right now? Why do I feel like I don't feel like a living person at all?"

Mian Mian replied softly, "Yes, you are indeed dead now. No one in this world is willing to give up your body, so we can only find someone who has already passed away. But you cannot come back to life now. We have to wait until you are buried."

Zi'er asked doubtfully, "So this is the restriction on me?"

Mianmian shook her head and explained, "That's not the case. The reason we're doing this now is to prevent you from disturbing your brother Mo Yi's apprenticeship. This opportunity was earned by the original owner with his life, so we can't let it be disturbed or destroyed in any way."

Zi'er nodded helplessly to show her understanding: "Okay, then I will wait patiently."

Mian Mian continued, "After you are buried, I will immediately resurrect you. During this time, you can stay here peacefully."

After saying that, Mianmian set up a powerful restriction around Zi'er to ensure her safety.

At this moment, they suddenly heard a young man's voice: "Master, can we help him?"

After a while, I heard a boy's voice: "Are you a fairy?"

Then an old man replied in a gentle voice: "I am not a god, I am just an ordinary person."

The boy asked, "Will the old man buy me?"

The old man replied, "I can help you bury your sister, but I won't buy you. You just need to be my disciple and follow me in my cultivation."

It seems that this boy is my brother Mo Yi, the old man is his master Qingfeng Taoist, and the young man just now is his senior brother, the future national master Qi Tianchen.

Mo Yi: "Practicing Taoism, does practicing Taoism mean becoming an immortal? If I become an immortal, can I save my sister?"

Taoist Qingfeng sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "I can't do it, and I've never seen anyone who can do it. But you will be much better than me in the future. I am not as good as you, so I have no right to say whether it is possible or not."

Mo Yi: "Okay, I promise you."

Taoist Qingfeng: "What's your name?"

Mo Yi: "My disciple's name is Mo Yi."