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

As night fell, the Li Mansion was brightly lit, with few servants present, revealing an unusual tranquility.

A sumptuous banquet was laid out on the round table in the center of the hall. All kinds of delicacies exuded enticing aromas, forming a sharp contrast with the hidden undercurrents in the surroundings.

Lieutenant General Liu led him to the table with a bright smile on his face. He seemed a little surprised by the invitation from the fake Li Wei: "Haha, Li Wei, your banquet is really sumptuous. Why did you suddenly think of inviting me to dinner?"

The fake Li Wei smiled and acted very humbly: "Thanks to your care over the years, otherwise how could I have achieved what I have today? So I specially prepared some wine to thank you for your support."

As he spoke, he filled a bowl of crystal clear wine for Lieutenant General Liu, as if it could reflect the deepest desires in people's hearts.

In order to show sincerity, the fake Li Wei drank first as a sign of respect.

The atmosphere at the table became increasingly lively, the large bowls clinked together loudly, and laughter echoed throughout the hall.

Lieutenant General Liu picked up a piece of spicy chicken diced in red oil with chopsticks and was about to eat it, but suddenly, his eyes focused and he noticed that the fake Li Wei was tasting a very spicy dish. His calm and unhurried look was very different from the Li Wei in his memory who was afraid of spicy food.

He half-jokingly said: "Your taste has changed a lot. I remember you never liked spicy food before."

The fake Li Wei's mouth froze for a moment, then he returned to normal: "People need to change, right? It's a little hard to accept at first, but you'll get used to it."

Deputy General Liu narrowed his eyes, slowly put down his chopsticks, and deliberately led the topic to a more private area: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen your father and mother for a long time. How are you two elders in good health recently? I must find time to visit you someday."

The fake Li Wei smiled warmly: "Thank you for your concern, my father and mother are in good health and always think of you."

Deputy General Liu changed the subject and said, "You are also at the age of getting married. It is time for you to have a companion who understands your feelings. I happen to know a girl with a clean family background who is the perfect match for you. How about arranging a meeting between you two in a while?"

"Thank you for your concern, sir. If this is truly a match made in heaven, I will follow your arrangements."

As soon as these words came out, Deputy General Liu's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he locked onto the fake Li Wei like a hawk hunting: "Li Wei loves his childhood sweetheart very much, and he will definitely not marry another girl. Who are you? What is your intention in pretending to be like this?"

The lie was exposed, but the fake Li Wei continued to eat as if nothing had happened, and said with a meaningful smile: "Lord Liu is indeed very perceptive. The dead don't need to know too much."

Deputy General Liu's face suddenly changed. He covered his chest with his hands, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He slammed the table and used the force to roll backwards. Although his movements were a little slow, he still retained the demeanor of a military general.

He quickly formed seals with his hands, attempting to use his deep inner strength to seal the vital points on his body to slow down the erosion of the poison.

Sweat mixed with the undried wine slid down his pale face, like the countdown of life passing by.

The fake Li Wei slowly stood up, with a fierce look in his eyes, and said with a cold smile: "This poison is colorless and tasteless. It was carefully prepared by me. Many masters have fallen into this poison, and it is difficult to dissolve it in a short time."

He kicked over the round table violently, causing silver plates and jade cups to scatter everywhere. The crisp sound of breaking was particularly harsh in the silent night.

At the same time, his hands turned into countless phantoms. Dozens of flying needles as thin as hair glowed faintly in the moonlight, like the whisper of the coming of death, and shot towards Lieutenant General Liu.

Deputy General Liu moved to the side and his bronze sword was instantly unsheathed. The sword light was like a dragon, drawing a brilliant arc in the air, knocking down the flying needles one by one, with sparks flying everywhere.

His steps were steady, and each step was in rhythm with the vibration of the ground, as if resonating with the quiet courtyard.

"Where is Li Wei? What did you do to him?"

"Hmph, I'll send you down to reunite with him right now."

The fake Li Wei stepped on the ground with both feet, used the force to leap up several feet high, and suddenly kicked down from mid-air with an overwhelming force.

Lieutenant General Liu did not retreat but advanced, holding his sword horizontally, and used the back of the sword to hit the fake Li Wei's foot. There was a loud 'bang' sound, and the air waves spread out and shattered many things around.

The fierce duel between the two masters moved quickly in the light and shadow of the night, like weaving a dance of life and death.

The moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, leaving only a few faint rays that could barely illuminate this life-and-death struggle.

Lieutenant General Liu's figure staggered more and more in the darkness. Every breath was accompanied by a heavy gasp, and black blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, which was clear evidence of the poison raging in his body.

The hand that was tightly holding the knife on his waist was trembling slightly, but he remained firm, with a cold face hidden under the fake smile.

The fake Li Wei put on a cruel smile, and moved left and right like a ghost, looking for a flaw that would allow him to kill with one blow.

I don't know when a slender soft sword appeared in his hand, and with a flash of cold light, it went straight to the opponent's heart.

The two men distanced themselves after a brief collision. Even though Lieutenant General Liu's body had been stretched to its limit, his unyielding will was as firm as a rock, and the blade supported him steadily.

The moment the moonlight penetrated the clouds, it shone on his bloodstained face, as if outlining a tragic and heroic picture.

The fake Li Wei's evil smile became more and more creepy. He actually put away his soft sword and slowly circled around like a cat playing with a mouse, his words and actions revealing contempt and mockery.

"Zhang Deyuan's capable and beloved general is no more than this."

Facing the enemy's ridicule, Lieutenant General Liu simply sneered, then kicked the ground hard, using the momentum to swing his sword. Although he was exhausted, the fake Li Wei couldn't help but pause slightly.

Lieutenant General Liu's sword rushed forward with the force of breaking through the air, and was about to split the fake Li Wei's chest in two.

A shadow suddenly shot out from the darkness, leaving a blurry trajectory for Du Wenxuan under the moonlight. The folding fan in his hand turned into a sharp blade in a flash and cut into Lieutenant General Liu's throat at an incredible angle.

Blood splattered as the folding fan opened and closed, dyeing the surrounding air red and reflecting Du Wenxuan's cold-blooded face.

Lieutenant General Liu widened his eyes in disbelief. The copper knife in his hand broke into two pieces with a "crack" and fell heavily to the ground. The patriotic general also fell.

Du Wenxuan stood in a pool of blood, the moonlight outlining his stern figure, and the folding fan he waved gently brought bursts of chill.

He looked directly at the fake Li Wei who was kneeling on the ground: "You are too slow this time. Don't hinder my plan."

Upon hearing this, the fake Li Wei's expression was quickly replaced by a sinister smile. He bowed and whispered, "My Lord is very far-sighted. Now that Deputy General Liu has been eliminated, the Southern King's uprising will surely change the situation."

"When Ren Chennan approaches the imperial city, send a pigeon to King Beiling to inform him that King Nan is planning to kill his master and usurp the throne."

The night wind suddenly rose, as if making a whimpering hum, foreshadowing that a civil strife was about to unfold in the palace.