Sky Curtain: With a vermilion mirror, Jing travels through the modern world, shaking all dynasties.

Jiang Chuan felt he must be hallucinating from being so busy.

He stared at the data all night and didn't get back to his dorm until 4 a.m. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

But something doesn't feel right now.

Why is it so warm and soft around me, like I'm hugging a hot water bottle?

No, hot water bottles aren't that big.

He groggily opened his eyes, and a stunningly beautiful face was right in front of him.

Her fair and delicate forehead had long, thick eyelashes that almost brushed against her face.

Her skin was as white as mutton fat jade, and her jet-black hair was spread out on the pillow; she was an absolutely beautiful young woman.

Jiang Chuan's mind went blank for three seconds.

What really stunned him was the girl's attire.

She wore a white ancient-style dress embroidered with gold patterns, a jade belt around her waist, and a gold hairpin in her hair, giving her a classic and elegant appearance.

What's going on?

Jiang Chuan subconsciously pinched his thigh.

The pain is not a dream.

I closed all the doors and windows before going to bed last night, so how did this girl get in?

Jiang Chuan was completely baffled.

The place I live in is no ordinary residential area; you have to scan your face three times to enter and exit, and outsiders simply can't get in.

As he was thinking, the girl in the quilt stirred.

She opened her eyes, her dark, bright pupils like grapes, and blinked a little sleepily.

After seeing the face in front of her clearly, she froze for two seconds, and then—

"what!"

A scream nearly pierced Jiang Chuan's eardrums.

"Who...who are you?!"

The girl quickly shrank back, clutching the blanket and shrinking to the corner of the bed, staring wide-eyed at Jiang Chuan. "How dare you trespass into my palace! You have some nerve! Father will never forgive you if he finds out!"

Jiang Chuan was both amused and exasperated. He raised his hands to indicate that he meant no harm. "Beautiful lady, you've got the wrong person, haven't you? Look carefully, this is my room."

"You're talking nonsense!"

The girl's voice was still trembling slightly, but her spirit remained undiminished. "I was tired from strolling in the Imperial Garden, so I went back to my palace to rest. I was sleeping in my own bed, how could this be—"

At this point, she stopped abruptly.

Because at this moment, she could finally see the room in front of her clearly.

This is not her bedroom.

There are no carved windows, no gauze curtains, and no sandalwood tables and chairs here.

The walls were snow-white all around, and a dark square mirror sat on the table beside the bed.

The girl froze, her pretty face filled with shock. "Where...where is this?"

Jiang Chuan looked at her reaction and thought to himself that this girl was quite the actress; her surprised expression was quite genuine.

The girl suddenly snapped out of her daze, staring at him warily. "You didn't do anything to me, did you? My father is the Emperor. If he knew you dared to be disrespectful to this princess, he would surely exterminate your entire family!"

Jiang Chuan was speechless.

This little brat keeps calling me "Father Emperor," and she's dressed in Ming Dynasty style clothing and speaks in a very literary way.

Is she a seasoned cosplayer specializing in traditional Chinese style?

Or is he a minor actor who ran away from some short drama production crew?

"I said."

Jiang Chuan pointed to himself, "Shouldn't I be the one who's nervous? I was sleeping soundly, and when I opened my eyes there was a living person next to me, and a beautiful woman in ancient costume at that. This is more terrifying than seeing a ghost if word gets out."

The girl pursed her lips, ignoring Jiang Chuan, and instead cautiously surveyed her surroundings.

Jiang Chuan sighed when he saw her like that. "Hey, what's your name? Where do you live? And how did you get in?"

The young woman raised her chin, striving to project an air of authority: "I am Zhu Jingjing, Princess Lin'an, daughter of Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty!"

Jiang Chuan was stunned for a moment.

Zhu Yuanzhang?

The Ming Dynasty?

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the girl's forehead.

It's cool, not hot.

"What are you doing!"

The girl pushed his hand away.

"I think you're talking nonsense."

Jiang Chuan asked in bewilderment, "The Hongwu era was more than 600 years ago. What, did you travel from the past?"

The girl frowned: "What, over six hundred years? It's the ninth year of the Hongwu reign! And you still haven't answered my questions: Who are you, and where is this place?"

The ninth year of the Hongwu reign?

Jiang Chuan stared into her eyes, trying to discern a hint of a joke.

But no, the girl looked serious, even a little nervous, and it didn't seem like she was faking it.

Not right.

at the same time.

The Ming Dynasty, Hongwu 9th year.

The Fengtian Hall was completely silent, the atmosphere extremely oppressive.

Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the dragon throne, his face so gloomy it seemed as if a layer of frost could be scraped off.

He slammed the memorial in his hand to the ground and cursed at the kneeling Minister of Justice, "Damn it, take a good look! The Empty Seal Case implicated hundreds of corrupt officials, and you've only executed twenty-seven!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, still not satisfied, walked directly up to him, grabbed his ear, and yelled, "So, are you planning to keep the rest for us to continue embezzling next year? My decree is to punish severely, severely! Are you deaf or something?"

The Minister of Justice knelt on the ground, his forehead plastered with gold bricks, barely daring to breathe: "Your Majesty, please calm your anger. I have investigated according to the law, but the number of people involved is large, so..."

"Need your mother's head!"

Zhu Yuanzhang roared, "Let me tell you, this isn't over! Re-examine them, and execute those who deserve it, exile those who deserve it! Our Ming Dynasty's money and grain are not meant to be squandered by these parasites!"

"I obey the order, I obey the order!"

Just as Zhu Yuanzhang was about to start cursing again, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.

Before the eunuch could announce his arrival, Zhu Biao strode in, his face frighteningly grave.

"Biao'er?"

Upon seeing Zhu Biao enter, Zhu Yuanzhang's anger subsided somewhat, and he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhu Biao stepped closer and said in a low voice, "Father, Jing'er is missing."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned. "Who did you say is missing?"

He had barely finished speaking when Empress Ma, her eyes reddening, hurriedly entered.

"Zhongba, Jing'er, she..."

Empress Ma's voice trembled, "Just now in the Imperial Garden, a golden light flashed, and Jing'er disappeared!"

Zhu Biao nodded and said, "Your Majesty, I have sent people to search the Imperial Garden three times, but there is no trace of her. It's as if Jing'er has vanished into thin air."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang stood up abruptly, his expression changing drastically.

"Our Jing'er, she's a living, breathing person, how could she just disappear into thin air?!"

He strode to the palace gate and roared outside, "Someone, summon Mao Xiang, the Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

"Close all nine gates, inside and out! Turn Yingtian Prefecture upside down! Even if we have to dig three feet into the ground, we must find Jing'er!"

"yes!"

Just as the messenger ran out, Zhu Yuanzhang was about to continue issuing orders.

Suddenly.

hum-

An indescribable buzzing sound rang out without warning.

The voice was deep and resonant, as if it were crushing down from the heavens, penetrating straight into one's bones and making one's soul tremble.

The entire Fengtian Hall seemed to tremble.

Empress Ma cried out in surprise and instinctively grabbed Zhu Yuanzhang's arm.

Crown Prince Zhu Biao also froze, looking up at the outside of the hall in disbelief.

The eunuchs and palace maids inside the hall were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, while the Minister of Justice knelt there, his face turning green.

Zhu Yuanzhang's pupils contracted, and he pushed aside the guards who wanted to protect him, striding to the palace entrance.

"What's that noise!"

With a wave of his sleeve, he roared, "Who dares to wreak havoc on my Great Ming Dynasty!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a little eunuch scrambled up to him.

"Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened! Heavens, the heavens..."

The young eunuch pointed to the sky outside the palace and shouted in a shrill voice, "A giant gaping hole has opened in the heavens!"