After her luck was taken away, she fell in love with the woman who traveled through time.

The story ends with the monk bestowing the elixir on the emperor. Liang Tan wanted to laugh, wondering when did monks start to be involved in alchemy?

But she just thought about it casually, and then she became very excited, because the vegetarian banquet was about to begin -

The assassination took place at the banquet.

She lowered her head and waited until the emperor and Cui Ling left before following the others out. She walked along the path to the vegetarian banquet and observed the seats. When she found that there were two huge pillars next to the emperor's seat, she immediately pretended to be a servant and stood behind the pillars.

"Where are you from?" someone asked immediately.

Liang Tan calmly took out the jade token that Cui Ling had left in the room before and said, "I am here on the orders of the Master Seal Holder."

In the palace, the order of the Lord Seal was equivalent to an imperial decree. Although the visitor was puzzled, he did not dare to ask more questions after seeing the jade token in her hand. He just thought that there was an arrangement that he did not know about.

Liang Tan was relieved to see that he had been fooled so easily. When Cui Ling and the emperor arrived, he immediately hid behind a pillar without making a sound.

Cui Ling frowned, feeling uneasy, so he took some time to ask someone to go back to the Imperial Household Department to take a look.

The man went and came back quickly, and when he saw him, he immediately replied: "The master hasn't woken up yet."

"Why haven't you woken up yet?" Cui Ling frowned.

"The palace servants said that the master was busy reading a storybook at noon, and didn't take a nap until he finished reading. He just fell asleep now."

Cui Ling's eyes flashed with a smile: "It seems like something she would do."

As night falls, the vegetarian banquet begins.

There was a Dharma Assembly today, and there was no wine or meat at the banquet, so it ended quickly, and the emperor stood up after the meal. Liang Tan was nervous all night, waiting for the banquet to end. When she saw the emperor stand up, she was relieved. Unfortunately, before she turned around and left, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a flash of white light. When she came to her senses, a general stabbed Cui Ling.

Because it was a banquet for the ministers to enjoy together, although there were strict guards outside, there were not many guards at the table. The general suddenly attacked after approaching, so everyone was unable to react in time.

Liang Tan watched the general's sword pierce Cui Ling's heart. Cui Ling stepped back suddenly, but couldn't get away because his heel was caught on the table. Liang Tan suddenly opened her eyes wide, and time seemed to slow down a million times in her eyes. She was in a trance for a moment, as if she had returned to the time when she blocked the sword for the emperor.

Her head buzzed, and she couldn't care about anything else. She screamed on the spot: "Be careful!"

The general was distracted for a moment, and in that split second, Cui Ling barely turned his body, and Liang Tan also pounced over and grabbed the sword.

Cui Ling's eyes turned red instantly. He put his arm around her waist and kicked the general down the stairs.

The few guards around immediately stepped forward and captured the general, and the situation was reversed in an instant.

“Liang Tan, Liang Tan…” Cui Ling looked at the deep wound on her palm and her whole body began to tremble.

Liang Tan's hair was already spread out, and she leaned obediently in his arms. He took a deep breath and comforted him, "Actually, it only hurt when you grabbed me, but it doesn't hurt anymore now."

Cui Ling's lips trembled slightly. Just as she was about to speak, an incredulous voice came from behind her: "Queen?"

Liang Tan and Cui Ling paused at the same time. When they turned around and saw the emperor's shocked eyes, Liang Tan said to himself that something was wrong, and Cui Ling's eyes turned cold.

"Is it really you? My queen is back?" The emperor suddenly became excited.

Liang Tan calmed down instantly, left Cui Ling's arms and knelt down: "I am just a servant in the seal room. I dare not pretend to be the queen even if I have the courage of heaven."

The practice of eunuchs and palace maids having sex has existed since the previous dynasty. Everyone knows it, but no one would bring it up openly. The same goes for Liang Tan. Although she didn't mention her sex partner, just the sentence 'the person who serves in the seal-keeping room' was enough to let everyone know that she was Cui Ling's sex partner.

The emperor is the supreme ruler above all others. A more absurd one might occupy the wives of his subjects, but he would never visit a woman who has been used by a eunuch, just like an ordinary wealthy person might want to eat porridge and side dishes occasionally, but would never eat the rotten rice in a beggar's bowl.

So when the emperor heard her words, his face instantly turned dark and he turned away.

Liang Tan looked at Cui Ling worriedly. Cui Ling had no expression on his face. He directly picked her up and carried her sideways, and walked towards the Imperial Household Department in front of everyone. Liang Tan moved uneasily, but he held her tighter in return.

In desperation, Liang Tan had to remind him: "...My hand was injured."

Cui Ling turned a deaf ear and instead quickened his pace. Liang Tan had no choice but to stay still.

When he returned to the Imperial Household Department, the imperial physician had already been summoned. Liang Tan sat down beside the bed and shuddered for a moment when he saw the cotton cloth and white wine in the imperial physician's hands.

Cui Ling sat down beside her and held her head in his arms: "Don't look at it."

"...Actually, I think it's okay without bandaging it." Liang Tan trembled and didn't dare to look.

Cui Ling patted her back soothingly: "It will be healed soon. It won't hurt if you don't look at it."

The corner of Liang Tan's mouth twitched, and just as he was about to ask how it was possible, he felt a piercing pain in the palm of his hand.

"Ouch..." This was much more painful than when he rushed out to block the knife. Liang Tan couldn't help but groan in pain, and his back kept shaking.

Cui Ling felt a pain in her heart when she heard this. The hand that was patting her back suddenly stiffened, and blue veins popped out on the back of her hand.

"Just bear with it, it will be fine soon." His voice was hoarse, as if he was the one who was injured.

Liang Tan whimpered like a little animal and bit his clothes to endure the pain. Cui Ling held her expressionlessly without saying a word, while the imperial physician and the servants beside him broke out in a cold sweat and became more cautious. When the wound was properly treated, not only Liang Tan looked like he had just been fished out of the water, but everyone else was no exception.

Liang Tan leaned weakly on Cui Ling's shoulder. It was very difficult for him to even stand up, but he still had time to comfort him: "Fortunately, the wound is not deep. It doesn't need stitches. It will probably recover soon."

Cui Ling laid her flat on the bed, pulled the quilt over her, and then looked into her eyes: "Who prepared the palace maid's clothes for you, and who let you out?"

This is the time to settle accounts. Liang Tan's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show it on his face: "It was me who insisted on following you secretly, and you are not allowed to punish anyone."

Cui Ling: "So you went out early in the morning and were also there at the Dharma Assembly." He used declarative sentences throughout.

"...Don't change the subject. Promise me that you won't punish anyone." Liang Tan didn't let him lead him.

Cui Ling looked at her expressionlessly.

Liang Tan felt a pain in his heart when he saw his cold eyes. He opened his mouth but said nothing.

After a long while, she sighed and gently pulled his sleeve with her intact hand: "Cui Ling, don't be angry, I'm fine, it's a good thing I went, otherwise if that knife stabbed me, you would have lost half your life even if you didn't die."

"I would rather be the one to die." His eyes were extremely cold, and it was obvious that he had not yet calmed down from the accident.

Liang Tan flattered: "Pfft, ptff, don't talk nonsense. If you die, who will protect me? Besides, I know my limits. Didn't you see that when I rushed forward, I didn't push you, but pushed the knife first."

"Is your measure to appear before the Emperor rashly?" Under normal circumstances, Cui Ling would have compromised long ago, but today he kept on pestering her.

Liang Tan still didn't feel he had done anything wrong, but seeing that he was still angry, he could only give in and beg for mercy: "I promise that I will never be as impulsive as I was today in the future."

Cui Ling had a wooden face and said nothing.

Liang Tan's eyes moved and he cried out in pain.

Cui Ling couldn't sit still any longer, and immediately leaned forward nervously: "What's wrong?"

"Maybe the wound was pressed down. It hurts." She pretended.

After knowing each other for so many years, how could Cui Ling not see that she was pretending, but she still felt distressed: "It's natural that it hurts when you're hurt so deeply."

"It's not as deep as the knife you blocked for me." Liang Tan smiled.

She gave in again and again, and Cui Ling could no longer vent his anger. After a long pause, he sighed and said, "That's it."

This means that she will not pursue the matter. Liang Tan's smile became even more sincere. In order to prevent him from getting sick, she even revealed some other information to cheer him up: "Cui Ling, this is the last time I will reveal the secret. I will no longer have this ability in the future."

This is all the story before the rebirth. After avoiding the assassination that leads to the rebirth, there is a brand new future that the author has never written.

"Really?" Cui Ling looked at her, as if trying to determine the truth in her words.

Liang Tan nodded seriously: "Yes."

Cui Ling felt better after hearing the only good news today.

Liang Tan looked at him and found it funny for a moment: "Without this ability, I won't be able to help you anymore. Are you still happy?"

Cui Ling glanced at her sideways, stood up and locked the door. After tidying up, he made a bed on the floor and lay down.

In the darkness, Liang Tan stared at the bed curtains quietly. After a long while, he asked, "Cui Ling, I have already told the Emperor today that I am your lover. He should not have any ideas about me again, right?"

"He is the emperor, how could he want to have sex with the eunuchs?" Cui Ling whispered to comfort him.

The two of them asked and answered each other, and then stopped talking, but they did not feel at ease.

One of them had been the master of the harem for a long time, and the other had been reviewing memorials since he was thirteen years old. They knew better than anyone how licentious the man sitting on the throne now was.

The next morning, Cui Ling was summoned by the emperor.

In the imperial study, the emperor was reading memorials with droopy eyes. When Cui Ling arrived, he knelt down and greeted, "Your Highness."

The emperor turned a deaf ear and let him kneel on the ground. Cui Ling lowered his eyes and said no more words. Although his head was lowered, his back was straight.

The incense burner in the study was burning with a strong scent of Zen incense, but it still couldn't cover up the bitter smell of the medicine in the room. The emperor felt tired after sitting for a while now, and could only lean on the soft couch to continue reading the memorials. The study was quiet, with only the sound of flipping pages.

After a long while, a young eunuch trotted into the room and said, "Your Majesty, Lord Li wants to see you."

"Let him in." The emperor didn't even raise his head and didn't mention asking Cui Ling to stand up.

The young eunuch looked at Cui Ling worriedly, but seeing that he did not respond, he turned around and went out to pass on the message.

Within a moment, an official came in. He was surprised to see Cui Ling kneeling on the ground, but quickly returned to discussing state affairs with the emperor.

People kept coming in and out for the whole morning, and Cui Ling was still kneeling on the ground. The hard tiles rubbed against his knees. At first it was just a needle-like pain, which gradually turned into a piercing pain. As it got worse, he felt numb and painful.

It was not until noon, when there was no one else in the study, that the emperor looked at him and said, "I didn't know you were so capable."

"I don't know what the emperor is talking about." Cui Ling lowered his eyes.

"I don't know?" The emperor laughed angrily, "Your spouse looks exactly like the late queen. Do you dare to say you don't know?"

"I only served the late queen for a few months before I came to serve the emperor. Now the late queen has been gone for many years. I really didn't know they looked exactly the same," Cui Ling paused for a moment and looked up at him. "Besides, when I met the late queen, she was already over 40 years old. I have never seen her appearance when she was young. I don't know what similarities there are between her and me."

His answer was reasonable, and the emperor was somewhat convinced, but he still sneered: "Let's not talk about this matter for now. She is so beautiful, but you don't offer her to me, but keep her for yourself. What is your intention? Don't forget whose harem this is!"

Cui Ling said nothing, a hint of disgust flashed in his lowered eyes.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the emperor thought he had questioned him and felt a little proud. In addition, he had been sitting in the imperial study for the whole morning and was already exhausted. Gradually, he spoke softly.

"I will forgive you this time because this is your first offense," he said slowly, "but she looks too much like the late queen. I cannot allow her to be your mistress again. In the next two days, you should spread the word that she is not your mistress, but is just staying with you temporarily according to my order. Do you understand?"

As for what would happen after the explanation, he said nothing more.

Cui Ling knelt quietly for a long time and said, "Yes."

The emperor glanced at him with disdain in his eyes: "Okay, I don't need you to serve me here, go back."

"Yes."

Cui Ling stood up in response, and the moment he moved, he felt a sharp pain in his knees. A fine layer of sweat quickly broke out on his forehead, and his vision went dark. However, he only staggered once, then turned around and left steadily.

He had been in the Imperial Study for more than two hours from the time he arrived to the time he left. Liang Tan had also been waiting in the Imperial Household Department for more than two hours. When he saw him coming back from outside, he rushed to greet him, "Cui Ling, are you okay?"

"What can happen to me?" Cui Ling smiled and looked down at the gauze in her hand. "It's very clean. It looks like it's been well taken care of."

"Of course I took good care of it. I did nothing but wait for you all morning," Liang Tan said, and hurriedly followed him back to the room. As soon as he entered, he closed and locked the door. "Did the emperor make things difficult for you?"

"No." Cui Ling replied.

Liang Tan didn't believe it: "He is not a generous person. Tell me, how does he plan to deal with us?"

Cui Ling looked at her anxious expression, and after a moment of silence, he raised his lips and said, "Just rest and recuperate. I will handle this matter myself."

"How can I concentrate on recuperating if you keep hiding everything from me? You might as well tell me everything." Liang Tan frowned, and seeing that he remained silent, she used her uninjured hand to pull his sleeve. As a result, because she was too close, she accidentally touched his leg, and the next moment she heard a muffled groan from his throat.

Liang Tan was alert instantly: "Where are you injured?"

"I'm not hurt." Cui Ling remained calm.

"You're still lying!" Liang Tan immediately tried to pull off his robe.

Cui Ling stood where he was, finding it difficult to even step back and avoid her. He could only reach out to stop her, while being careful not to touch her hand. After doing this several times, he had no choice but to compromise.