A five-year-old goddess, raised to become an emperor for all time through a bronze mirror.

At this moment, Pei Yunjing decided to stop dwelling on those complicated emotions. He just wanted to cherish this beautiful moment and spend this unforgettable night with Nian Nian.

The night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness.

Niannian couldn't help but shrink her neck. Seeing this, Pei Yunjing immediately took off his coat and draped it over Niannian's shoulders.

He said with concern, "Don't catch a cold, Niannian."

"Um……"

As the fireworks gradually faded, the night slowly came to an end...

The following morning, as the first rays of dawn appeared, the inner courtyard of the Prince's Palace was serene.

The morning sunlight streamed into the room through the window. Niannian sat obediently in front of the dressing table, her delicate and pretty face clearly reflected in the phoenix bronze mirror in front of her.

Xia Liu, Nian Nian's trusted maid, was standing behind her, holding a peach wood comb, carefully combing her princess's long, black hair that cascaded down like a waterfall.

Her movements were as gentle as a breeze across a lake, as if she were afraid of accidentally hurting the delicate and lovely girl in front of her.

The interior furnishings are simple yet elegant, with each piece of meticulously crafted mahogany furniture arranged in an orderly fashion, exuding a faint woody fragrance.

The surrounding walls are adorned with exquisite landscape paintings.

The undulating mountains and flowing water in the painting seem to transport viewers to a beautiful, poetic realm.

Just then, a clear and melodious bird song drifted in from outside the window, like a joyful movement played by nature.

The sound intertwined with the rustling of the comb as it gently brushed through the hair, together composing a beautiful morning melody.

Xia Liu's skillful hands moved nimbly, expertly dividing Nian Nian's long hair into several strands.

Next, she carefully braided each strand of hair into a small, delicate braid, and then skillfully twisted these braids together, finally forming a beautiful concentric bun.

"Let's not wear headbands today! How about we use a bell instead, Sister Xia Liu?"

Niannian blinked her big, bright eyes and looked expectantly at Xia Liu in the mirror.

Today she is going to the Imperial Study for her lesson. Although she has already learned a lot of modern knowledge from Xiao Ba on a regular basis;

But she was still filled with curiosity and longing about what this ancient school would teach.

Xia Liu quickly replied, "Okay, Princess!"

After saying that, she carefully picked up a pair of golden, sparkling bells and tied them to Niannian's cascading hair.

The pair of golden bells and the pale yellow dress that Nian Nian was wearing today complemented each other perfectly, as if they were born to be together.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

The crisp, melodious bells rang continuously, like a cheerful little tune floating in the air.

Having just enjoyed a hearty breakfast, Niannian walked lightly into the courtyard.

At that moment, Xiao Ba was skillfully opening a huge solar panel, preparing to charge himself.

A look of confusion suddenly flashed across Niannian's big, watery eyes, and she asked in a sweet voice, "Little Eight! What time is it now?"

Xiao Ba responded in a completely emotionless, mechanical voice, "Master, it is now Chen Shi (7-9 AM)..."

!!!

what?

Chen Shi (7-9 AM)?

Niannian was taken aback at first, then stretched out her fair and slender little hand and began to count and calculate.

A moment later, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Oh no! It's already seven o'clock! I'm going to be late!!!"

Although Niannian has been in this ancient world for quite some time, she still hasn't fully mastered the ancient way of telling time!

She was extremely anxious. She hurriedly picked up her small and cute schoolbag and rushed towards the luxurious carriage that had been waiting outside the door.

As she ran, she kept repeating, "Hurry, hurry, Uncle Coachman... we're going to be late!"

Seeing this, Li, the coachman standing beside the carriage, smiled slightly, then nodded respectfully in response:

"Yes, Princess! Don't worry, this old servant will set off immediately."

He thought to himself: "Oh dear, Princess, she's never been on time when she goes to the study."

As he pondered this, Li the coachman raised his whip, ready to lash the horse's rump to urge it to move faster.

Just then, Pei Nanxing's worried voice suddenly came from inside the Prince's mansion: "Niannian, have you packed everything? Do you want Daddy to come with you?"

Upon hearing Pei Nanxing's call, Niannian quickly stopped and turned around to look.

She peeked her little head out of the carriage window and sweetly called out, "No need! Father who's going south, just stay home and wait for me to come back!"

After saying that, she seemed afraid that she would be late if she was delayed for too long, so she quickly said to Li the stableman:

"Uncle Coachman, let's get going!"

Upon receiving the princess's instructions, Li the groom loudly replied, "Alright! Giddy up!"

With his command, the whip traced an arc in the air and landed precisely on the horse's rump.

Encouraged by the whip, the horse immediately took off running.

In an instant, the sound of horses' hooves echoed throughout the entire street;

The delicate golden bells on Nian Nian's head jingled melodiously, like a cheerful symphony, accompanying the carriage as it drove further and further away.

Soon after, the carriage slowly came to a stop at the side gate of the palace. Nian Nian gently lifted the curtain and jumped down.

She slowly turned her body, her gaze sweeping over everything around her with piercing intensity.

The coachman, Li, deftly helped her take the small book bag off the carriage and steadily handed it to her fair and delicate hands.

Niannian smiled sweetly and said softly, "Thank you, Uncle Coachman!" Her voice was clear and melodious, like a nightingale singing in a valley.

Then, she gently waved her little hand, "Uncle Coachman, please do as usual and go out for breakfast first before waiting for me! I'll ask Daddy Nanxing to reimburse you!"

"Alright, Princess!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Niannian took light steps and stepped onto the winding path leading to the study.

Upon entering the palace, the first thing that catches the eye is the ancient, towering trees with lush foliage lining both sides of the road.

They stood there silently, like loyal guardians, protecting this magnificent palace.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, as if whispering tales of the vicissitudes of time.

The delicate and enchanting fragrance of the flowers, like magic powder sprinkled by fairies, drifts freely in the air, refreshing the soul.