In the dry season of 1517 AD, on the Pacific coast of southern Mexico, a fishing village in the kingdom of Hun Tizgan

Under the fresh sea breeze, Princess Maca stretched comfortably on the reed mat and woke up in a daze.

If it was in the past, she would never have slept so late, always waking up with the first rays of sunlight every day. But since she became pregnant and gave birth, Princess Maca found that she seemed to have become much more lazy and began to become more and more sleepy......

But it's not a big deal, it's not a big deal right now...... Princess Maca thought boredly, and then yawned again.

The reed mat next to her was empty, for Princess Marka's husband, the first time-traveler of this plane, had taken some of the goods brought by his compatriots to another village and town to discuss matters with her father-in-law, Chief Avaha, early this morning, when it was just dawn.

Although Princess Maca is only 18 years old this year, she is only the age of a high school student in the next generation, but in this time and space, she has been a wife for more than a year, and gave birth to her first son three months ago - even so, according to Indian customs, she is already a typical example of late marriage and late childbearing. By Princess Maca's side, many immature Lori, who are only 13 or 14 years old, can hold their children and breastfeed.

After a moment of confusion, Princess Maca finally got up from the reed mat, and looked at her son's dark eyes that seemed to be dripping like cocoa beans in the new cradle beside her, and she suddenly showed a satisfied smile of infinite relief.

After those nightmarish years on the run, she finally has a slightly more decent home.

Although this humble village by the sea is far less ornate than the royal palace where he lived as a child, it is at least tranquil enough.

As soon as she closes her eyes, Princess Maca can't help but think of the tragedy that happened four years ago when the kingdom of Hungshutizgan fell.

-- The tens of thousands of Aztec troops, like dark clouds on the horizon, rushed over the mountains and swooped down from the far north; Years after years of brutal wars have left the warriors of the kingdom of Hungshutizgan almost bloody.

In the saddest of years, when the Aztec army finally reached the outskirts of the royal capital, the army of the kingdom of Hungshutizgan had been defeated and lost its strength, and could no longer organize a strong resistance.

In complete despair, King Hungshutizgan was forced to order the conscription of all men from all aristocratic families in the country, including the old and the young, and even the release of all slaves, and barely cobbled together an army. Then the king himself led the battle out of the city, hoping to see a miracle.

However, the miracle did not happen.

Accompanied by the earth-shattering war drums and shouts of killing, in just one day, the corn fields on the outskirts of the royal capital were irrigated with gushing blood.

Almost all the men of the upper families of the kingdom of Honshutizgan died at the hands of the Aztec warriors of the "maquawit" (an obsidian machete), leaving not even a husband, father, son, or brother for the women of the city who were looking forward to it.

The old king, along with all his sons, was killed in battle, with his head stuck in the spear of the Aztecs. Only the king's younger brother, Avaha, the father of Princess Maca, barely led the remnants of his army to fight his way out and fled deep into the jungle with a small number of soldiers.

Next, Aztec warriors dressed in cotton armor or tiger skin robes poured into the capital of the Hungshutizgan kingdom like a tidal wave, the exquisite gardens were trampled, the majestic palaces were burned, the majestic thrones were smashed, the maids and servants who served the royal family fell one by one in a pool .........of fire and blood, and even the ancient gods who had protected the people for generations were pushed down from the top of the pyramid by the Aztec army, and fell to pieces.

Fleeing the slaughter of the Aztec warriors, Princess Maca and her sister Tia spent a whole day and night lying in a stinking ditch outside the palace walls before finding an opportunity to slip out. After that, after going through many hardships, he finally followed a group of refugees who fled the capital and joined the defeat of his father's remnants...... However, her mother and the rest of her sisters were not so lucky, and they all disappeared into the tragic fighting and killing.

Then, they fled to the open and barren seashore and established their current village, finally avoiding the Aztecs. Later, after a storm, a strange "god man" appeared on the beach - this was Princess Maca's current husband, Wendehei.

As a noble and particularly favored princess, Maca was also a well-informed person among the Mesoamerican natives of this era, who once followed her father as an envoy over the mountains and mountains, went to the capital of the Aztec Empire, and once sailed across the ocean in a canoe, visited distant Mayan city-states, and dealt with the Chichimec nomadic tribe in the northern desert.

Therefore, after spending some time with each other day and night, and letting the initial mysterious aura fade, Princess Maca soon saw the true face of Wendeji - her "god-man" husband, except for his great strength, a lot of strange things around him, and a little fishing skills, the rest was lackluster. In terms of hunting and fighting, I'm afraid even she is inferior to this woman. Several knives made of unknown metal from his wrecked ship, as well as an unusually sharp axe, were mostly used by Maca's wife.

Of course, neither her father nor Maca herself felt that the "man of God" was unworthy of this marriage - the thousand magical crystal skulls he took out alone were enough to buy a hundred princesses anywhere else in Mexico.

Had it not been for the dozens of boatloads of corn that the Avaha chiefs had exchanged for these crystal skulls from the Mayan traders, at least a third of their exiled people would have starved to death before the first harvest of the newly cultivated farmland.

Such a huge favor is already too shabby for the people of Hungshutizgan to use only one princess as a reward.

Thus, when the sons of Chief Avaha all died of the plague and Zuihou decided to have Wendeji as his heir, none of the elders of the tribe objected - without the treasure and "miracle medicine" that Wendeji generously offered, they would have died long ago.

（…… When the plague hits, the old man is always the first to fall ill, and at that time Wen Desi still has some antibiotic pills. By the time the young man is sick, the medicine has already run out...... Belch? You say he weishenme doesn't hoard pills? Don't forget that medicine has an expiration date, okay?! ）

In short, like all human beings, Indians also hate the poor and love the rich, and Wen Deji is already a big money in this era.

What's more, in Mexico at this time, the title of "princess" was not as valuable as some people imagined - just within the territory of the Aztec Empire, in addition to the imperial family, there were 371 semi-independent vassal tribes or city-states subject to the Aztecs, and the daughter of the head of each tribe or city-state, whether born to a wife or a young wife or even a slave girl, could theoretically be called a princess.

Moreover, every chieftain with a little wealth usually has a large number of wives, so there should not be only one daughter...... Counting the tribes and city-states that were hostile to the Aztecs, the number of princesses in the entire Mexico could definitely easily break the 3000 mark at the moment!

In short, Princess Maca and her people are quite satisfied with this marriage.