Divorced woman with child travels through time

Upstairs, several people were debating whether to run away or go out and face the situation.

Yu Long's face turned pale. Just as she was about to push the door open and leave, the maid downstairs spoke again.

"Don't even think about running away, sir. Tomorrow is the day for the flower market tour, you'll surely run into him."

"Sigh! I'll go out then!" Yu Long pushed open the door, dressed in white that was even more translucent than snow, her jade-like skin even more transparent than the fabric. Standing tall and proud like a bamboo, she looked down at her and said, "If your master is sincere in inviting you, then let her come and invite you in person!"

Upon hearing this, a murmur of surprise arose from the crowd downstairs, their movements paused slightly, and exclamations of astonishment continued.

Wow, no wonder he's a third-ranked scholar, he's really got good looks!

"His beauty is unparalleled, unmatched in the world," an old scholar commented, stroking his beard.

"No wonder the princess has taken a liking to him, even I'm smitten." The owner of the cosmetics shop, who had come to dine, stared intently at the young man upstairs, overjoyed.

"You!" The maid was about to shout angrily when she heard such an impolite request, but when she looked up and saw Yu Long's seemingly angry but not angry expression, she was amazed by his beauty and felt a surge of affection. No wonder the princess liked him. Her voice softened a bit. "In that case, let me ask the princess if the third-ranked scholar has run away."

"A true man keeps his word and will certainly be here to await your arrival." Yu Long bowed slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Alright, wait a moment!" The maid said and hurriedly ran out, leaving behind a group of maids and old women.

"What's going on?" Wang Shan and the others who came out were all a little confused.

Only Old Fang, who was drinking downstairs, noticed that there was a very luxurious carriage on the street. The maid chased after it as soon as she saw it, probably because her master had come in person.

Sure enough, the maid stood beside the carriage and said something. Soon after, the carriage curtain was drawn, and a pair of shoes embroidered with gold and silver thread and yellow peony flowers stepped out from the carriage.

From below, Princess Anning, wearing a veiled hat, looked like a fairy as she stepped down from the carriage. Although her face was not visible, her light purple gauze dress, paired with a dark purple Confucian skirt and a sky-blue flowing gauze shawl, with auspicious clouds outlined by gold threads floating in the flowing skirt, made her look noble and ethereal.

Old Fang watched the approaching crowd and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. This princess was practically covered in money...

If he sets his sights on Yu Long, he probably won't be able to escape.

Princess Anning and her entourage, amidst the fragrant aromas that filled the streets, entered an inn that seemed completely out of place for her status.

Yu Long remained standing on the third-floor railing, without moving an inch.

"Princess Anning has arrived!" the maid suddenly announced. She fell silent after being glanced at by Princess Anning.

"Greetings, Princess!" Yu Long greeted the princess from upstairs with clasped hands.

Princess Anning nodded slightly through her veil and said politely, "Greetings, Scholar Tan. May I come upstairs for a chat?"

"Please!" Yu Long felt a little strange. This princess's servant was so unruly, but she seemed to be quite polite.

Princess Anning gracefully ascended the stairs amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.

The two entered the room, and Wang Shan and the others did not follow. Later, they discovered that the princess had even driven her servants out as well.

Inside the room, Princess Anning removed her veil, propped her pretty face up with her hand, tilted her head, and gazed intently at him with her almond-shaped eyes. She said directly, "Young Master Yu, my surname is Zhao, my given name is Yirong, and I am Princess Anning of our dynasty. You are so handsome, would you be my husband?"

Yu Long was startled. How could this woman be so bold? He looked at her closely. Her eyebrows and features were exquisite, with almond-shaped eyes and peach-blossom cheeks. She was an absolute beauty, and a noble princess at that. How could such a woman have taken a liking to him?

Yu Long suddenly lowered his head, not daring to meet her gaze. "Your Highness is too kind. I am of humble birth and unworthy of Your Highness." He didn't finish his sentence. He still had to help the general. He wanted to make a name for himself. Marriage was out of the question.

"What are you saying?" Princess Anning smiled, her expression undeniably playful. "I've taken a liking to you, so you're good enough. You can think it over carefully. Your General Wang will be arriving in the capital soon. Don't you want to help him? Hmm?"

Yu Long looked at her in surprise. She knew all of this. Sure enough, none of those in power were incompetent.

She continued, "If you agree to marry into the royal family, I will definitely support General Wang for you, and I will support whatever you want to do and will not stop you!"

"Really?" Yu Long's eyes lit up with astonishing brightness, as if she couldn't believe she had such good luck.

“Really?” Princess Anning smiled brightly, looking at the handsome young man whose eyes were only for her, she felt a surge of affection. She was three years older than him, how fortunate she was to have met him before him.

Yu Longxin's heart stirred. Thinking of the matter of Prince Zhao Guang, and that Wang Feng had not yet returned, she wondered what kind of person he was. Perhaps she could try mentioning it, so she said, "Since Your Highness puts it that way, I happen to have a matter that Your Highness might be able to help with?"

"Go ahead and speak." Princess Anning looked at the pastries he had eaten on the table, and without any disgust, picked up a piece and ate it.

"When I left the palace today, a servant stopped me and said that Prince Zhao Guang had invited me. I don't like these banquets, so I refused. But he wouldn't give up. I just pretended to agree. He wants me to go to his residence the day after tomorrow. What should I do?"

Princess Anning was happily eating her snacks, but the more she heard these words, the darker her face became. Finally, she put down her snacks and slammed them heavily on the table. "Remember never to be alone with Zhao Guangjun again. He's a pervert. I heard he has quite a few male lovers in his villa."

Yu Long was startled, a hint of fear showing in her eyes. Fortunately, she was quick-witted and didn't go.

Princess Anning felt sorry for him when she saw how frightened he looked. “Don’t worry, I will go with you the day after tomorrow. Even if you don’t want to become a prince consort, I can still go with you as a friend. The capital is extremely dangerous, so please be careful, my esteemed scholar.”

Upon hearing this, Yu Long felt much warmer and smiled, "Although the princess's servants are fierce, you are a very kind person. You are indeed beautiful inside and out."

"Hehe. Oh dear." Princess Anning covered her face with her hands, a little embarrassed by being praised by the person she liked. She never expected that she, Zhao Yirong, at the age of twenty-three, would still have a day when her heart fluttered with love. Sure enough, the person she had her eye on was smart, beautiful, and kind. She loved him.

"Then you should rest well, my lord. Tomorrow's parade will be tiring. I will come to find you the day after tomorrow so we can go to the palace together." Princess Anning rose shyly, her skirt billowing a warm purple hue.

"Hmm." Yu Long rarely smiled, but then suddenly said, "Princess, could we discuss our matter after we've gone to the Prince's residence?"

“Ah? Of course.” Princess Anning walked to his side, her smile bright and confident. “My lord, you can rest assured. I have been in Kaifeng Prefecture for many years, and I have never broken my word.”

"Thank you very much, Princess!" Yu Long bowed sincerely, wishing him good luck.