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.
A pale, lifeless face greeted them. It was Official Ma, and he was dead through and through. Liu Xiaochen squatted down and began to investigate.
Wang Jingyuan hovered near her senior brother, still a bit unused to seeing dead bodies. It was one thing to see a body, but it was another thing to see the body of someone you actually knew. Besides, having around fifteen other bodies in the room definitely did not help lessen the creepy feeling in the room. The dead outnumbered the living here, and she was very glad that her senior brother was with her.
Liu Xiaochen checked Official Ma's neck. An angry red mark stretched across, presumably caused by the noose. He then turned Official Ma's head to one side to look at the side of the neck. The pallor of Official Ma's face was a little freaky to Wang Jingyuan, and she was glad that his face was now turned the other way.
"You find anything, Senior Brother?" she asked.