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

Jiang Chuan's question gently reached the little princess's ears, and she couldn't help but tense up.

She quickly shook her head, vehemently denying it: "No way, absolutely not! How could Jingjing steal and sit on Father Emperor's throne..."

Jiang Chuan and Lin Xiaoyu exchanged a glance and smiled bitterly.

Her eagerness to defend herself only convinced the two that she must have sat there.

"Everyone says only the emperor can sit on the dragon throne, so I was curious about how comfortable it must be, and I secretly sat on it for a bit..."

Knowing she couldn't hide it any longer, Zhu Jingjing simply admitted it, since her father didn't know anyway. "Actually, it's not comfortable at all! It's so hard, and if I didn't put a soft cushion down, I couldn't sit down at all!"

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

Upon hearing the daughter's words from the sky, Zhu Yuanzhang felt both annoyed and amused.

When did this naughty girl sneak off to sit on his dragon throne?

However, he felt no anger whatsoever.

Anyone who presumes to sit here with an overstepping mind shall be severely punished without exception!

But the little princess was only curious and sat down anyway, since it was just a chair anyway.

"Chongba, Jing'er, she..." Empress Ma shook her head secretly, and said with a wry smile, "That girl did do some outrageous things when she was young. I hope that considering her young age at the time, we won't hold it against her!"

"Don't worry, my lady. Jing'er is my own flesh and blood. How could I hold a grudge against her?" Zhu Yuanzhang gently waved his hand, comforting her. "Besides, what does it matter who sits on the dragon throne of my Great Ming Dynasty, as long as they are wise rulers and descendants of the Zhu family!"

Modern times, at Jiangchuan's home.

After trying out the massage chairs at the mall, the three of them returned home.

Jiang Chuan originally wanted the little princess to experience what a massage was like, but under Lin Xiaoyu's murderous gaze, he had no choice but to give up.

"Xiaoyu, please help me take a look!" In the living room, Zhu Jingjing flipped through Jiang Chuan's old textbooks, her face scrunched up. "This book says it's a drawing of my father, but he doesn't look like him at all!"

Lin Xiaoyu glanced at the portrait of the "shoehorn face" with its long, narrow cheeks and protruding chin, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Jingjing, your Ming Dynasty doesn't have photography technology. Although your father did leave behind some portraits, even the appearances in those portraits are all different."

As she spoke, her gaze inadvertently swept towards Jiang Chuan's tightly closed bedroom door, wondering what that guy was secretly doing inside. "So, we modern people have no idea what your father looks like."

"If you don't know, don't post it!" Zhu Jingjing pouted, muttering in dissatisfaction, "Father isn't that ugly!"

Lin Xiaoyu was momentarily speechless, so she simply changed the subject: "Jingjing, ever since we got back, your brother has been staying alone in his room. Why don't you go check on him? Just in case something happens."

Zhu Jingjing nodded, looking confidently like she had "I'll take care of it," and skipped over to Jiang Chuan's bedroom door.

She was about to knock, but then a thought suddenly popped into her head: "What if he's hiding in his room, secretly eating some good food he's hidden away, and doesn't want to share with me?"

Thinking of this, she reached out her small hand and gently pulled the doorknob.

squeak-

The door wasn't locked!

Zhu Jingjing's heart skipped a beat; a thrilling sense of doing something naughty made her both nervous and excited.

She tiptoed open the door and peeked out. She saw Jiang Chuan sitting in a chair, staring intently at the glowing glass screen in front of him.

She remembered that the thing was called something like "computer".

Normally, Jiang Chuan doesn't forbid her from touching anything in the house, except for the computer, which he has repeatedly warned her against touching!

Zhu Jingjing swallowed hard. Today she wanted to see what was so magical about that computer that made him so nervous!

She tiptoed and quietly circled around to Jiang Chuan's back.

Jiang Chuan's gaze remained fixed on the screen, completely unaware that someone had appeared behind him.

"Brother, what's this?"

Upon seeing the fresh and interesting images on the screen, Zhu Jingjing instantly forgot all her original purpose for coming.

Her eyes widened, staring in disbelief at the tiny figures on the screen: "Those little people are building houses! How do they do that?"

The sudden sound behind him startled Jiang Chuan. He turned around abruptly and found that Zhu Jingjing had somehow appeared behind him, causing him to blush.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoyu also strolled in.

She glanced at the screen and pouted, "I knew it! So that's what you were doing hiding in your room all by yourself—you were secretly playing games!"

"What's wrong with playing games!" Jiang Chuan put down the mouse and pressed the pause button. "Is it illegal for me to play games at home?"

Hearing this, Lin Xiaoyu rolled her eyes at him: "Then why don't you leave the door open and let Jingjing watch you play? Why do you close the door and hide in the room to play secretly?"

Jiang Chuan was speechless for a moment.

Although there's nothing shameful about playing video games, he didn't want to give his little princess the impression that he was "addicted to games," so he closed the door.

The Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with confusion.

"What is this thing? It's only about a foot long, but it seems to contain a small world inside!"

Li Si was also deeply shocked. He cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, could this thing be a relic left by the immortals? It actually contains an entire world within a small space! It can be viewed and enjoyed, and can also be interfered with at will. When I think about it, I feel a chill down my spine and cold sweat pours down my back."

"What is this thing? It's only about a foot long, but it seems to contain a small world inside!"

Li Si was also deeply shocked. He cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, could this thing be a relic left by the immortals? It actually contains an entire world within a small space! It can be viewed and enjoyed, and can also be interfered with at will. When I think about it, I feel a chill down my spine and cold sweat pours down my back."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's brows furrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "If my Great Qin were also in that small world, wouldn't all so-called natural disasters be the result of human intervention?"

Zhao Gao prostrated himself on the ground and cried out urgently, "Your Majesty! This matter concerns the very survival of our Great Qin! I urge Your Majesty to quickly lead a mighty army to storm the Heavenly Gate and seize this extraordinary treasure. If we obtain it, our Great Qin will be free from all calamities!"

Ying Zheng snorted coldly and glanced at him with a disdainful look.

"Invade the heavens? Such arrogance, how dare you utter such words?" He flicked his sleeve and said coldly, "How about I make you the vanguard?"

Zhao Gao was terrified, his face turning ashen. He repeatedly kowtowed, saying, "Your Majesty! I am but a scholar, utterly ignorant of military matters. Though my lowly life is of little consequence, if I were to recklessly sacrifice the lives of my soldiers, I would have no face to bow before Your Majesty even in the afterlife!"

Ying Zheng angrily retorted, "According to your words, do you now have the face to stand before me?"

Zhao Gao trembled violently, prostrated himself on the ground, and dared not speak again, only banging his head on the ground repeatedly, like pounding garlic.

The Great Ming Dynasty, Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Yuanzhang stroked his beard and looked up, his brows furrowed in astonishment.

"What is this?" he pointed to the sky and said in a deep voice, "How come the shape of that map is exactly the same as that of my Great Ming Dynasty?"

Just as she was wondering, Empress Ma suddenly exclaimed, "Chongba, look! Isn't your name written next to that little figure?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback, then looked closely and found it to be true.

"What is the reason for this? How could my name be displayed within?" His expression darkened slightly as he coldly asked, "Could it be some kind of sorcery, an attempt to trap my soul within?"