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

Zhu Jingjing nodded and took the clothes.

The inner room.

Through the crack in the door, Jiang Chuan could vaguely see Zhu Jingjing seemingly untying her belt.

Jiang Chuan quickly closed the door; some things shouldn't be peeked at casually.

Beyond the sky.

As Jiang Chuan closed the door, the image on the screen changed to a scene inside his room.

Xuchang during the Three Kingdoms period.

Cao Cao was engrossed in watching when suddenly the screen went blank.

He paused for a moment, then slapped his thigh, "Oh no, why did it turn off!"

Guo Jia and Xun Yu exchanged a glance and couldn't help but laugh.

Cao Cao glared at them: "What are you two laughing at?"

Guo Jia coughed lightly, reminding him, "My lord, it's a good thing that Jiang Chuan is following the rules."

Cao Cao snorted but didn't say anything, though he still felt it was a pity.

At the entrance of the Fengtian Hall in the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Yuanzhang was quite satisfied, saying, "This kid does follow the rules after all."

Empress Ma nodded: "Indeed, to treat Jing'er like this is to be considered a gentleman."

Zhu Biao, standing nearby, said, "Father, Mother, this person is indeed of good character."

Zhu Di nodded in agreement.

The modern world.

A few minutes later.

"Jiang Chuan, come out!"

Zhao Xueyun's voice came from outside.

Jiang Chuan then opened the door and went out.

Then he froze.

Zhu Jingjing stood there in the living room.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her forehead was fair and radiant, as if it shone with wisdom.

Her dark eyes were bright and lively, her nose was straight and high, her cherry lips were naturally red, and her skin was fair and translucent.

She was wearing a dark blue Hanfu, with a flowing skirt and fluttering sleeves, and the belt around her waist accentuated her incredibly slender figure.

She has an elegant demeanor, like a fairy who stepped out of a painting.

Although she no longer wore that special palace dress, Jiang Chuan had only one thought in his mind regarding her appearance and figure.

If Zhu Jingjing were walking down the street, she would definitely turn heads 200%.

Zhu Jingjing felt a little embarrassed by his gaze, lowered her head, and asked softly, "W-how is it?"

Actually, she was a little reserved; this Hanfu was much thinner than the palace attire of the Ming Dynasty.

The sleeves are too short and the neckline is too low, so it feels a bit revealing.

But Jiang Chuan's gaze made her a little happy.

The Great Tang Dynasty, Taiji Palace.

Little Sizi nestled on Li Shimin's shoulder and said in a childish voice, "Father, this older sister is so pretty!"

Li Shimin nodded, his eyes also full of admiration.

"Don't even mention it."

He exclaimed, "The Hanfu of later generations is quite nice."

The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He started thinking about having craftsmen make a few replicas for the princesses to wear; they would surely look beautiful.

The modern world.

Zhao Xueyun looked at Zhu Jingjing and showered her with praise.

"Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful!"

She circled around Zhu Jingjing, quite satisfied.

Jiang Chuan shared the same sentiment.

When he first met Zhu Jingjing, he felt that she was incredibly aloof and noble, keeping people at arm's length.

Now, all that remains of Zhu Jingjing is her unparalleled brightness and charm.

Zhu Jingjing was so embarrassed by the praise that her face turned slightly red.

Jiang Chuan stood to the side, watching for a long while before he came to his senses.

He suddenly remembered something.

"mom."

He leaned closer to Zhao Xueyun and lowered his voice, "I still need your help to find a way to get her ID card."

Zhao Xueyun was stunned for a moment.

ID card?

correct.

Zhu Jingjing came from the Ming Dynasty. In the present-day Dragon Kingdom, without an ID card, you can't do anything.

"this……"

She frowned. "This is indeed a bit troublesome."

Hearing this from the side, Zhu Jingjing asked in a low voice, "Auntie, am I causing your family any trouble by staying here?"

Zhao Xueyun smiled and waved her hand, saying, "Who said it was troublesome? It's nothing, I just wanted to talk about getting your ID card."

Zhu Jingjing asked in confusion, "What's an ID card?"

Jiang Chuan took out his ID card from his pocket and handed it to her. "This is it. In the current Dragon Country, without this, you can't even solve your basic needs like food, clothing, shelter, and transportation."

Zhu Jingjing took the small card and examined it carefully.

The front of the card features a photo of Jiang Chuan with a string of numbers printed below it, while the back contains some patterns and text.

She looked at it for a while, then suddenly said, "It seems we had something similar in our Ming Dynasty."

Jiang Chuan was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Did they have ID cards in the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Jingjing nodded: "It's a travel permit. You need it when you travel long distances, stay in hotels, and pass through checkpoints. It should be the same principle as this."

Jiang Chuan thought about it and realized that it seemed to make sense.

Ancient travel permits were indeed similar to modern identity cards.

He looked at Zhao Xueyun and asked, "Mom, can you think of a way?"

Zhao Xueyun rolled her eyes at him, "You only know to call your mother when you need something."

Jiang Chuan chuckled and said apologetically, "I can only ask you for help with this. Please do me a favor."

However, while Zhao Xueyun said this, she had already started to think about it in her heart.

Having been in the business world for so many years, she still has connections.

"Well then, I do have an idea."

She thought for a moment and said, "I can register Jing'er as my adopted daughter, and then I can get her an ID card without any problems."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Jingjing couldn't help but ask, "Is this really possible?"

Zhao Xueyun smiled and patted her head: "Don't worry, Auntie can handle this. But you, the emperor's daughter, it's too much of a humiliation for you to be my goddaughter."

However, Zhu Jingjing gently took Zhao Xueyun's hand and said softly, "I am willing to be your goddaughter."

Zhao Xueyun beamed from ear to ear, repeatedly saying, "From now on, you can call me godmother. I'll take care of this for you!"

Zhu Jingjing paused for a moment, then obediently called out, "Godmother."

Zhao Xueyun affectionately patted Zhu Jingjing's head, "Good, good, so obedient!"

Jiang Chuan watched this scene from the side and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

My mom and this girl just met, how come they're already closer than he is?

While Zhu Jingjing went to the inner room to change her clothes, Zhao Xueyun pulled Jiang Chuan to sit on the sofa.

Her expression turned serious at this moment.

"Jiang Chuan, the ID card issue is easy to resolve."

She lowered her voice and asked, "But what do you plan to do about this girl, about her time-traveling?"

Jiang Chuan was taken aback and asked, "Mom, what do you mean?"

Zhao Xueyun looked at him and asked, "Are you planning to keep this a secret forever? Are you going to leave her here?"

Jiang Chuan paused for a moment.

Of course he had thought about that question.

Zhu Jingjing came from the Ming Dynasty and had no relatives or friends in this world.

She didn't know anyone except him and Zhao Xueyun.

"mom."

Jiang Chuan said with a wry smile, "I can't exactly hand her over to the government, can I?"

Zhao Xueyun glared at him. "Nonsense, of course not. She's my goddaughter now."

Jiang Chuan nodded and said, "That's right. You said you wanted to adopt her as your daughter, so I'm practically her older brother."

He looked at the closed door in the inner room and said softly, "She has no one to rely on in this world, and she only trusts you and me. I can't just abandon her."

Zhao Xueyun looked at him with a hint of relief in her eyes.

This kid has finally grown up.

"OK."

She nodded. "It's good that you've made up your mind. Don't be heartless, take good care of her."

Jiang Chuan said speechlessly, "Mom, can you please stop treating me like a child?"

Zhao Xueyun smiled, "In a mother's eyes, her children are always children."

Jiang Chuan was speechless for a moment, then took out his phone and checked the time; it was already noon.

"Mom, it's lunchtime."

Jiang Chuan asked, "Why don't you come out for a meal with us?"