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One Sword Binds Your Heart

Walking the earth with a sword in hand Love and hate freely without a plan Stray into the red dust and grievances rise Emotions become the hero’s demise A bloodstained dress is the emperor’s dream The battlefield is not what it seems One sword may bind or break the heart Next life we’ll stay forever apart ----- When a twist of fate causes high school junior Wang Jingyuan to transmigrate into an alternate universe—one where Wuxia and palace struggles play out in real life—she promptly finds herself deeply entangled in power schemes, war, and heartbreak. Left with only her wits, modern knowledge, and all the dramas she’s ever watched, she must navigate this new world and become the smart and strong protagonist of her own story—without losing herself. As the worlds collide and fates intertwine, will Wang Jingyuan find her happily ever after, or will reality shatter every beautiful daydream? ----- Note: This is an ORIGINAL story, not a translation! All rights reserved. Warning: There will be minor cursing in the story.

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228 Chs

(Martial Artist) Girl Talk

Wang Jingyuan and Qiuyun sat on opposite sides of a polished wooden table on the third floor of a bustling restaurant by a window. This was one of the more private seating areas. Patrons were able to dine in small, individual rooms away from any prying eyes and nosy passersby. The window provided a nice view of the busy street below and of the rooftops nearby. A small golden gleam could be seen in the distance. That was the awe-inspiring and extravagant imperial palace—a place where few had the privilege to visit. 

Seemingly a frequent visitor of this restaurant, Qiuyun skillfully ordered all the most delicious dishes the establishment had to offer. "Bring us two jars of your osmanthus wine as well," she told the waiter.

"Of course! Missus, please wait shortly." The waiter bowed and hurried out.

The food and wine arrived quickly. The tantalizing aromas wafted up and made Wang Jingyuan drool. Oh, she was such a sucker for food.