After traveling through time, I became a princess in ancient times

On the distant hilltop, Du Wenxuan was hidden in the dense shadows of the trees. The man in black beside him was silent, yet he exuded a murderous aura that made people's heart pound.

He stood on the top of the mountain, the single-sided telescope in his hand was like a cold gaze that penetrated the heavy fog and accurately captured every move on the battlefield below. A barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under his control.

"My Lord, we have quietly eliminated all the secret guards sent by King Beiling. The escort agency is now isolated and helpless. It is the best time for us to snatch the Jade Guanyin."

"Very good, King Beiling thought he had a thorough plan, but he didn't know that the world would eventually be in my pocket."

Du Wenxuan's eyes shuttled through the smoke of the battlefield and he inadvertently caught sight of Sun Erniang's figure. The complex emotions surging in his heart were instantly buried deep in his heart, and he still maintained that indifferent sneer on his face.

Dong Daitian staggered and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining his clothes and the surrounding air red.

Even though his body has been stretched to its limit, he still holds the javelin tightly in his hand, vowing to defend the honor of the escort agency to the death.

But the black-clad man's attack was as fierce as the tide, and a heavy blow landed on Dong Daitian, knocking him to the ground.

Dong Yuhong used all her strength and finally fought her way out of the entanglement of the men in black. She leaped out like a rabbit and ran straight towards her father who was lying on the ground.

Liu Wan's double swords accurately blocked the sharp blade that was about to chop off Dong Daitian's neck, making a loud "clang" sound that caused the dust to fly around.

On Sun Erniang's side, the battle was equally brutal.

Her light dress was stained red with her own blood, and her eyes were filled with determination to kill the enemy, just like the brightest meteor in the night sky, breaking through the darkness and illuminating the battlefield.

Suddenly, a man in black took advantage of the time when Sun Erniang was taking a breath to attack. At that moment, Lengzi's body seemed to solidify into an eternal shield, and he stood in front of the proprietress and endured the fatal blow.

Blood gushed out from his back like a fountain, staining his clothes and Sun Erniang's trembling hands red.

She suddenly hugged Lengzi, her eyes full of disbelief and sadness, as if the world had collapsed at this moment.

"Don't scare me, Lengzi..."

Sun Erniang tightly hugged Lengzi's gradually losing temperature body, tears rolling down like beads from a broken string, each drop carrying endless sorrow.

Lengzi's eyes began to blurt out. He tried to force out a smile and said with his last bit of strength, "Boss lady... I... can't... follow you anymore. You... must... be well..."

Before he could finish his words, his head drooped weakly, and his eyes, which were full of life, closed forever.

"Stupid... stupid..."

The proprietress's desperate roar echoed in the mountains, like a wounded beast tearing at the hearts of everyone present.

She hugged Lengzi tightly with empty eyes, as if this could retain the warmth that was gradually disappearing from Lengzi.

The death of Lengzi was a great blow to Mentou. His eyes were filled with anger and he swung the kitchen knife in his hand to split the black-clothed man who had been harassing him into two halves, along with the sword. Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the surrounding land red.

At this moment, a man in black grabbed Sun Erniang again, while the other man took advantage of the opportunity and swooped in, his long sword like a poisonous snake going straight to the vital points of Sun Erniang who had no intention of fighting.

Seeing that Er Niang was about to die in front of him, Du Wenxuan could no longer sit still. He flashed in front of Er Niang and blocked the sword with his folding fan.

When the men in black saw their master suddenly appear, they looked at each other in bewilderment, their eyes full of confusion and shock.

Du Wenxuan held the fan in one hand to protect Er Niang. The men in black hesitated for a moment, and under Du Wenxuan's cold gaze, all the men in black quickly withdrew.

She knelt down beside Lengzi, stroking his face, which was gradually losing color, with trembling hands, and tears fell silently like pearls from a broken string.

The kitchen knife in his hand, which had once been their companion when they cut meat and chopped bones and chatted and laughed together, now lay alone in a pool of blood, having lost its former luster.

"Lengzi, you said that after this escort mission, we will reopen a store with the boss lady and have wine and meat every day. Why...why did you leave first?"

His eyes were filled with unacceptable grief, as if he wanted to engrave this deep pain into his heart forever.

The noise around him had faded away, and it seemed that only the unfinished friendship between him and Lengzi was left echoing in the silence.

Er Niang's tears had long blurred her vision, and every breath seemed to be fighting against the grief in her heart.

Dong Daitian, covered in scars, walked slowly forward with the support of his daughter. Looking at Lengzi's body, his eyes were full of regret and admiration, as well as deep sorrow for the loss of his comrade-in-arms.

The sun shines on this land stained with blood, but it can never penetrate the haze in their hearts.

The air around seemed to be left with only a hint of coolness, blowing gently as if whispering to the deceased to rest in peace.

Later, they buried the bodies of Lengzi and the bodyguards in a quiet and beautiful area, surrounded by lush woods. The occasional bird calls added a bit of desolation.

In front of Lengzi's grave, raindrops fell as densely as fine needles, gradually moistening the newly turned soil. The fragrance of the soil mixed with a hint of sorrow filled the air.

Sun Erniang's figure looked even more desolate in the rain; her crying and the sound of rain intertwined like the saddest music in the world.

The rain slid down their cheeks, mixing with their tears and blurring their vision, as if washing away the pain in their hearts.

He clenched the soil on the ground with his hands, his nails turned white from the force. He stared at the tombstone with Lengzi's name engraved on it with empty eyes. At this moment, his heart was in pain.

He murmured in a low voice about his past with Lengzi, his voice almost drowned out by the sound of rain, but his deep affection and reluctance were clearly conveyed to everyone present.

Dong Daitian gazed at the tombstones of the escorts with a heavy gaze. In his weathered eyes, there was a remembrance of the past years of fighting side by side, as well as a sigh for the impermanence of life.

Dong Yuhong was kneeling in front of the tombstone, holding tightly in her hand a bunch of wild flowers that she had just picked from the woods. Crystal raindrops were still hanging on the petals, reflecting her pale face.

She gently placed the bouquet in front of Lengzi's grave, tears glistening in her eyes, and said in silence: "Brother Lengzi, although we have known each other for a short time, you are a true hero in Honger's heart. I will protect Er Niang for you."

While everyone was immersed in sorrow, Du Wenxuan quietly came to a secluded place and met with the man in black.

They knelt in front of Du Wenxuan and asked respectfully and puzzledly, "Master, we don't understand why you would help Dong Daitian and his group?"

Du Wenxuan smiled gently, and there was an elusive meaning hidden in that smile: "The sharpest sword is often not used to kill the enemy, but to stir up the wind and clouds."

He tilted his head slightly and whispered, "Go ahead and spread the news that the Jade Guanyin was sent to Nandu via the Zhenyuan Escort Agency to every corner of the martial arts world. Let the Jade Guanyin become the hottest rumor and arouse greedy desires."

The man in black disappeared into the dense forest. Du Wenxuan pretended to be sad and returned to Er Niang. He gently patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Er Niang, if Lengzi is still alive, he would not want to see you like this."

Sun Erniang's tears flowed even more violently, but she tried to raise her head and looked into the distance through her blurred vision, as if Lengzi was smiling at her in the haze...