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.
They were mostly silent as they treated their wounds and wrapped up the injury with clean bandages. Yan Qiufeng spied Wang Jingyuan struggling to tie her bandage using one hand and her teeth. He extended his hand.
"Allow me."
"Thanks, Little General Yan." Wang Jingyuan gratefully watched his fingers deftly secure and tie the bandage. "I can tie yours for you if you want."
"Thank you, Miss Wang."
When she finished, Wang Jingyuan studied her handiwork and realized with a start that she had tied a bow. Her hands were too used to tying bows with her shoelaces, and muscle memory caused her to do the same with the two dangling ends of the young general's bandage. Who in their right mind ties a freaking bow with bandages?!
"I'm sorry, that bow should not be there—I'll redo it." She reached out, but Yan Qiufeng pulled his arm away.
"It's okay. The bow looks great."