In the seventy-second year of the Lingqi Kingdom, Emperor Ye Liming, in order to select a wise ruler for the next generation, heeded the advice of the Celestial Master and cast an imperial edict and the imperial seal into the mortal realm.

He declared that whoever found him would become the emperor, a ruler above all others.

As a result, all the heroes and extraordinary individuals in the martial arts world set out to search for him.

The antique-style carved beams and white tiles, the clattering hooves of horses, and the long silk robes—everywhere exudes a classical atmosphere.

"Open the door!" A woman's weak voice was shouting towards the Sixth Prince's residence, indicating that she had been shouting for quite some time.

Although the people passing by on the street were curious, they only dared to stop and take a look from afar before fleeing as if their lives depended on it.

Because this is home to the renowned Ice Prince Ye Lisheng, who has fought on the battlefield since childhood, accumulating countless merits and striking fear into the hearts of his enemies.

Perhaps it was his environment, but he never got close to anyone. Being within three meters of him felt like being in an ice cave; the invisible pressure made it hard to breathe. So people secretly called him "The Iceberg Prince."

Of course, what attracted the most attention was my outfit—a denim dress that showed off my waist and thighs. To them, such an outfit was rather strange and daring.

"Whose daughter is this? She's so bold!"

"She's a disgrace to us women, look at what she's wearing!"

"Tsk tsk~ This girl has a nice figure."

"Aren't you people annoying...?" I couldn't take it anymore and shouted angrily at the top of my lungs, "You're so annoying!"

The passerby immediately shut his mouth.

Staring at the tightly closed door with a look of utter despair, yes, that's right, I've traveled through time.

The story goes back two hours...

People hurried along, the urgent horns and complaints behind them—everyone was busy with their own affairs, forgetting to stop and appreciate the scenery along the way.

"It's so hot!" I complained as I ate a piece of bread by a stone step on a street corner.

My name is okra, yes, okra is the kind that can be stir-fried.

Fresh out of school, she wore a white shirt paired with a neat denim skirt, and her high ponytail gave her a youthful and energetic look.

I spent the whole morning busy with job interviews at various companies, but was repeatedly rejected, which made me feel a pang of sadness.

With its mouth stuffed full of bread, it was so cute that you just wanted to pinch its chubby little cheeks.

Looking at upscale restaurants, I wondered when I could sit there and eat and drink tea.

A handsome man was gazing in their direction. Normally, one would be swooning over him, but now one could only glance at him briefly before looking away.

The scorching sun beat down on me. I looked up at the heavens and complained, "You're so capable of sending sunshine, but you can't even send rain!"

Having resigned himself to his fate, he took out a sketchbook, found a suitable view of the surrounding scenery, and began to sketch. He was so engrossed in his work that he didn't notice the changes in the surrounding buildings.

Perhaps hearing my complaints, a dark ring slowly obscured the sun...

Meanwhile, a similar change was taking place in Lingqi Kingdom. A group of ministers dressed in black court robes and tall hats stood in the open air, their faces filled with worry as they watched the strange changes.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a woman's scream rang out from the sky. Everyone's eyes turned to one place, but it was the height of the solar eclipse, and they could only hear the sound but couldn't see where the person was.

When I came to my senses while drawing, I found myself in mid-air, which was terrifying. All I knew was that I was falling rapidly, filled with the unknown fear...

"Sixth Brother, do you think this will bring disaster?" asked a handsome man dressed in a light blue, straight-collared robe. This was Ye Xuanling, the Eighth Prince of Lingqi. He was naturally mischievous, loved all kinds of delicious food, and was best friends with the Sixth Prince.

"I don't know..." The voice was cold. This person was none other than Ye Lisheng, the Sixth Prince of Lingqi. At this moment, the two were sitting on horseback. He was handsome and refined, with beautiful eyebrows and sculpted features. He wore a moon-white robe with auspicious clouds embroidered in gold thread on the collar and cuffs. A wide blue belt was tied around his waist. He looked tall and slender with a good physique. His hair was half-tied up with a gold-threaded crown, and a purple-edged sapphire forehead ornament was tied at his eyebrows. His sideburns hung down casually, adding a touch of elegance. His handsome face was known as the "First Young Master," but people preferred to call him the "Iceberg Prince."

Because of the total solar eclipse, what was originally a bright sunny day had become dark, and one could only vaguely discern the location of others, not their faces.

Just as everyone was worried about the total solar eclipse, a woman's voice came from above, "Ahhh~" The voice grew closer and closer.

I don't know what happened, I only know that my body is falling rapidly, and I don't know where I will land. The fear in my heart is spreading endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Lisheng leaped onto his horse and caught me, following the sound. Ye Xuanling, standing beside him, excitedly shouted, "Sixth Brother, well done!"

Suddenly, she felt a tightness around her waist, and a warm, thick fabric enveloped her. The familiar sensation made her momentarily disoriented. Like an okra in the darkness, she suddenly found something to lean on. No matter who it was, everyone was thinking, "We absolutely cannot let go. We'll die together!"

So she gave him a bear hug, pressing herself tightly against the man, and no matter how hard Ye Lisheng tried to pry her off, she couldn't.

The ministers, realizing what was happening, wanted to find out what was going on, but only saw Ye Junlin and his entourage walking away with a long, elegant back view.

Among the ministers was a young man dressed in a red robe, with strange symbols painted at the corners of his eyes. The skull cane in his hand gave him a chilling appearance. He picked up the sketchbook that had fallen out of my bag and examined it carefully: "This book is quite peculiar!"

"Master! What do you think of this strange phenomenon from the sky?" a minister asked anxiously.

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