The One You Love Is Safe

With the spirit of time travel, I have the body of a princess with this proton. When the term expires, I can return to my homeland and live a safe life. Use the soul of resentment to cast the body of a lowly bastard. When he takes charge of power, he wears a yellow robe and will not hesitate to comfort this life. When the reincarnations of fate intertwine, will she choose to retreat from the public life and settle for indifference? Or wake up in the palace as before? Or a third option? Love without vigorous performance may not be unfeeling, and there is no deep feeling that cannot be let go in time. Time is deflected. I hope that in your time and mine, the ones I love will be safe.