In the ancient and grand Murong General's Mansion in Dingzhou, Northwest China, a young girl of about fourteen years old, dressed in a red outfit, was swiftly moving across the martial arts arena, her sword flashing.
"Miss, Miss, stop practicing! The Old Madam wants to see you. Someone from the capital has arrived!" A girl with two cute braids ran over breathlessly and said.
Bai Chuxiao, who was practicing martial arts, stopped and tied her soft sword to her waist. She smiled at the girl who was covered in sweat and said, "Qingzhu, slow down. Who is this?"
Qingzhu pouted and muttered, "They're from the Left Prime Minister's residence. Looks like they're taking Miss back." Hearing this, Bai Chuxiao's smile vanished, her eyes sharpened, and she strode towards the Old Madam's courtyard. Qingzhu quickly followed.
After passing through several corridors, just as they reached the hall, they heard an old nanny say with an arrogant expression, "His Majesty has bestowed this marriage upon the eldest young lady. This is a blessing that the young lady has accumulated over many lifetimes. The kind-hearted lady has specially taken the eldest young lady back ahead of time to teach her manners."
Bai Chuxiao strode in and bowed to the old lady in the main seat and the dignified and beautiful woman seated below, "Grandmother, Aunt, Chuxiao has arrived. And these ladies are..."
The old lady smiled and waved, "Chu Xiao is here, come and sit down." She paused, then added, "This is the nanny from your father's household, here to take you back."
Bai Chuxiao glanced at the old woman and the four maids behind her, and asked calmly, "To whom will the marriage be bestowed?"
Granny Xu said with great excitement, "It's the Seventh Prince, His Highness Prince Yan! Miss is truly blessed!"
Then, looking at Bai Chuxiao's attire, which was completely different from that of noble ladies in the capital, she said with displeasure, "Miss, you must not dress like this after returning to the capital. Where is the slightest trace of a proper young lady? Don't embarrass the Left Prime Minister's residence."
Qingzhu retorted angrily, "You old scoundrel, how dare you speak like that, trying to discipline the young lady?"
Granny Xu pointed angrily, "I'm the Madam's wet nurse! How dare you, a little brat, speak to me like that?"
Bai Chuxiao subtly waved her hand, and Xu Mama fell to the ground with a thud, unable to stand up. "I am the eldest daughter of the Left Prime Minister's family. You insolent servant don't even know how to bow properly. Is this how Aunt Xie teaches you?"
Granny Xu couldn't stand up, secretly thinking it was strange. Not daring to be arrogant anymore, she had to soften her tone, "This old servant greets Miss. May I ask when Miss plans to depart? Master and Madam are still waiting at home."
"We'll discuss the departure when Master returns," the old lady waved her hand to the maid behind her. "Juxiang, take them to rest." Bai Chuxiao, seeing that her grandmother had spoken, also withdrew her strength.
After they left, the old lady's lips relaxed. "The Prince of Yan is quite a good son; he's a skilled warrior. Xiaoxiao, you grew up in General Murong's mansion and have always loved martial arts. Your grandmother thinks this marriage is a good match."
The eldest aunt said worriedly, "Mother, although Prince Yan has military achievements, his birth mother was of lowly status. The royal family is currently embroiled in fierce power struggles. If Xiaoxiao marries him, I'm afraid she will find it difficult to live a peaceful life..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the burly old man, with his imposing gait, led General Murong and his two sons in. Bai Chuxiao greeted him with a joyful expression, "Grandfather, eldest uncle, eldest brother, third brother."
General Murong laughed, "Xiaoxiao, your aunt is right. Marrying the Prince of Yan won't keep you from having a peaceful life. What do you think?"
Bai Chuxiao laughed, "If that Prince Yan is truly my ideal match, what do I care about intrigues and royal power struggles? I'm not afraid."
The old man asked, "Have you decided to go back?"
"Little Sister Xiao, you've never lived in Kyoto before, are you really going back?" her elder brother Murong Che asked worriedly.
"Grandfather, Father, could we petition His Majesty to cancel the marriage? Must we really drag Xiao-mei into endless strife?" Third Brother Murong Xuan said discontentedly.
Bai Chuxiao listened to their conversation and felt a warmth in her heart, but not wanting them to worry about her anymore, she comforted them, "Don't worry, we'll go back eventually. Xiaoxiao is capable of protecting herself."
"Xiaoxiao, Madam Xie is the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Wenxin's family. Although the Marquis of Wenxin's family has declined, Madam Xie is still very capable. She has a son and a daughter who are deeply favored by your father. Although you have been betrothed, you are not yet of marriageable age, and the wedding date is undecided. You will likely be living in the Prime Minister's residence for quite some time. You must be extremely careful when you return this time," the old lady instructed.
"Don't worry, Grandmother, Xiaoxiao won't let them bully her," Murong Xuan waved his hand from the side. "Little sister Xiao, if they can't handle it, just beat them up. Tricks and schemes won't work, but they definitely can't beat you in a fight."
Bai Chuxiao smiled upon hearing this, "Then I'll listen to Third Brother. If you're not happy, just beat him up."
The old man instructed, "After returning to the capital, if you encounter any difficulties, discuss them with your second uncle. Never act rashly." General Murong echoed, "Xiaoxiao, write to us if anything happens. Be very careful."
Bai Chuxiao said with reluctance, "I understand, I will be careful. Since you've made up your mind, let's set off in three days."
Back in her elegant courtyard, Lanxiang, the head maid, ran over, her voice trembling with tears, and said, "Miss, Lanxiang will go back with you. You can't leave Lanxiang behind."
Bai Chuxiao asked with a smile, "Lanxiang, the capital is far away and the future is uncertain. Isn't Dingzhou better?"
Qingzhu knelt down beside her and hurriedly said, "Miss, Qingzhu wants to go back with you too."
Lanxiang was the first maid the old lady bestowed upon her. She had served by her side since childhood and was steady, bold, and meticulous in her work. Qingzhu, on the other hand, was someone she had picked up from outside and enjoyed practicing martial arts with her. Over the years, Qingzhu's martial arts skills had become quite impressive.
Bai Chuxiao glanced at them, pondered for a moment, and said, "Lanxiang, Qingzhu, you two come back with me to pack your things. Don't bring too much; you can buy more when we get to the capital." The two maids happily went off with their smiles.
Bai Chuxiao sat at her desk, lost in thought. She had been in this world for 10 years. Originally a special forces soldier in the 21st century, she suffered an accident during a mission and woke up in the body of a four-year-old child, also named Bai Chuxiao. The little girl was soaking wet, having just been pulled from the water. No one expected her to survive. Her second uncle and aunt, who lived in the capital, rushed over upon hearing the news. Worried that she had lost her mother and would be left without proper care, they offered to take her to live with her maternal grandfather in Dingzhou. Her adoptive father agreed without hesitation, and her second wife, Xie, was even more delighted. Thus, she arrived in Dingzhou immediately after transmigrating.
It took Bai Chuxiao two or three years to gradually accept the fact that she had arrived in this unfamiliar dynasty and began to learn everything here. She was grateful that she had come to Dingzhou and lived in her maternal grandfather Murong family. She could openly practice martial arts. As a special forces soldier in her previous life, she was skilled in close combat. Thus, Bai Chuxiao showed her talent for martial arts from a young age. Apart from Bai Chuxiao's mother, the entire Murong family had no daughters. Everyone cherished Bai Chuxiao's arrival like a treasure. Everything was originally very beautiful...
As a modern soul, Bai Chuxiao naturally couldn't accept having multiple wives and concubines. A marriage decreed by imperial decree? Although everyone said the Prince of Yan was good, he was still a prince. Could he truly guarantee her the monogamous relationship she desired? Bai Chuxiao was frustrated. This was ancient imperial power; refusing a marriage wasn't so easy. And then there were those people from the Left Prime Minister's residence…
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