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.
"Great logic, Miss Wang." Yan Qiufeng nodded. "Perhaps you should be on the forensics team."
"You flatter me, Little General Yan. You provided the piece of information I needed to make the connections."
Xiao Moxian scrutinized Wei Shuqin's position and tried to picture the different possibilities that would lead him to fall forward to his desk. "Perhaps…if Minister Wei was trying to get something from his desk but did not make it all the way…" He looked at Wang Jingyuan. "Jing-Jing, do you remember how Minister Wei's arms were positioned when you first arrived?"
Wang Jingyuan frowned in thought. "I remember seeing Minister Wei slumped over the desk, almost like he was taking a nap. As for his arm…Wait, I think one of his arms was outstretched on the desk. Little General Yan, do you remember?"
"Yes, it did look like Minister Wei was sleeping on his arm when we first arrived."