This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Only after everyone else had left, leaving him alone in the temple, did he have time to ponder his own problems.

Regardless of why I ended up here, I might as well make the best of it.

Xiao Jianren has committed numerous evil deeds over the decades, but now he has to pay the price himself. He has no intention of taking the blame for this.

Breaking the deadlock is the problem he's been pondering all day long.

It is because of his modern way of thinking, which shines like a beacon, illuminating many things.

The first to bear the brunt was the Great Qian Emperor, who regarded himself as a pawn, which undoubtedly showed that he still had value.

As long as you can demonstrate your value, this powerful backer will never sit idly by and watch you perish.

As for his arrogant and domineering behavior today, it was a well-thought-out decision. It seems that someone deliberately wanted Xiao Jianren to become unruly and dissolute.

If his guess was correct, the more arrogant and unreasonable he was, the safer he would be. Then came this encounter; the three events all came together, as if it were a carefully calculated scheme from the heavens. It was truly a coincidence!

However, he found it difficult to analyze what role he himself had played in all of this, since the time he had spent in this world was too short, and he needed more time to understand it.

The only urgent task is to find out whether the Crown Princess has truly perished, because in his remaining memories, she was not devoured by a tiger.

Although Xiao Jianren was as despicable as a beast, he was not so heartless as to send a beautiful woman into the tiger's den.

Thinking of this, he shouted at the door, "Chu He, you bastard, get in here!"

"Damn it, this bitch is going crazy again."

Upon hearing the voice, the guards outside the door all gave it disdainful glances, clearly indicating that this was not the first time such a situation had occurred.

Although Chu He felt somewhat helpless, remembering the Emperor's instructions, he still respectfully went inside.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

"Well, Chuhe, I only have one question for you."

"Your Highness, please speak." "Will I perish this time?"

"No, I will definitely protect you."

"Very well, take me there where the Crown Princess's body is. I want to pay my respects to her in person."

"What? The person is dead and the prince still won't let him go?"

Chu He's disdainful gaze was undisguised, as if to say: It was one thing for you to be lustful when she was alive, but now that she's dead, does this slut still want to...?

Seeing Chu He's expression, Xiao Jianren knew that the man's thoughts had gone astray, and quickly explained, "I have no interest in corpses."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Chu He, still shaken, quickly replied.

"Hurry up, your prince is on the verge of death right now. We must find solid evidence as soon as possible, otherwise you won't be able to explain to the Emperor, right?"

"Your Highness is too kind. I am merely following Your Highness's orders."

"really?"

Xiao Jianren exchanged a knowing glance, about to ask something more, when suddenly his ears twitched. Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, he lunged forward, shouting at the same time:

"There are assassins!"

Chu He was struck dumb, looking around blankly before turning his gaze outside the temple.

His brothers were still resting; where did the assassin come from? A flock of crows swept past the temple gate like a black whirlwind.

Upon seeing this, the guards were all startled and covered their faces.

Chu He stared intently at Xiao Jianren with an expression as if he were looking at an idiot, watching him make intimate contact with the uneven ground, and couldn't help but show a look of disdain.

If it weren't for the Emperor's decree, why would I have to swallow my anger for so many years for a lowly woman?

Thinking of this, he felt utterly powerless and let out a long sigh. Xiao Jianren, who had just been stunned, was also taken aback. He had clearly heard the sound of an arrow piercing the air; had he misheard?

"Whoosh, ah!"

Before the confusion had dissipated, a shrill scream and the sharp whistling of arrows piercing the air came from outside the door.

Chu He's face instantly turned as cold as frost. He moved like a ghost, flying out and shouting loudly in all directions: "This is the Great Qian King, do you know the consequences of assassination?"

"Stop talking nonsense! It is a disgrace to the Great Qian Dynasty to have such a despicable person. This little bitch must die without a doubt!"

"you……"

"Chu He, if you know what's good for you, get out of the way quickly. For the sake of the Chu family, we'll spare your lives."

From the darkness, a tidal wave of men in black surged forth, forming four lines that blocked all exits like an impregnable fortress.

Chu He held a long sword, and when he saw the person who came out, his body trembled violently as if he were a leaf.

The men in black before them did not belong to any particular faction. Although they had tried to disguise themselves, each of their night clothes bore a unique mark.

The sleeves wrapped in gold threads are a symbol of the palace.

A long python coiled around his body—this was a mark unique to princes.

The golden phoenix on his chest was a symbol of the power under the command of the eldest princess;

A tiger's mouth print on the shoulder is the mark of a person from the Prime Minister's residence.

. . .

Although they were dressed in black, they revealed their backgrounds like a peacock spreading its tail feathers, which was not only a sign of determination but also confidence and a demonstration of power.

All the prominent figures in the Great Qian Dynasty pounced on that little bitch like hungry tigers, causing Chu He to throw away his weapon helplessly, like a deflated balloon.

Although he was Emperor Wu's bodyguard, he was just an insignificant bodyguard. How could he possibly contend with so many powerful forces?

Most importantly, he knew that little bitch inside the house all too well; she truly deserved to die, and it was perfectly reasonable for her.

Even bodyguards have their limits. If they know it's a dead end, it's not worth risking their own and their brothers' lives.

At worst, I can just go to His Majesty and be accused of negligence in guarding.

"Go inside, he's inside."

Like a defeated rooster, Chuhe gestured for his men to step aside, then stood quietly to the side.

"Those who understand the times are wise, Chu He, you're not bad."

A high-pitched voice from inside the palace, like a nightingale singing in a valley, exclaimed in praise, drawing everyone's attention like a spotlight.

A eunuch? The leader of this group was actually a eunuch! Anything involving the palace was no small matter, and everyone secretly kept this information in mind as if it were a treasure, determined to report it when they returned.

Who in the palace could possibly have a grudge against this little bitch? Xiao Jianren sighed helplessly. Listening to the commotion outside, he felt a mix of emotions. What goes around comes around. No one escapes the wrath of heaven. He must have been incredibly unlucky to have transmigrated into the body of such an unfortunate person!

Thinking about myself, I've been single for over twenty years, with only my right hand for company, while Xiao Jianren has been living a life of pleasure, partying every night, with women on both sides. Now look what's happened—he's enjoyed all his happiness, and now he's kicked the bucket, leaving me with this mess.

He was so heartbroken he wanted to cry but had no tears left; he was even more wronged than Dou E!

"Gentlemen, let's talk this out. Can we put down our weapons, sit down, and have a calm discussion?"

Despite his anger, Xiao Jianren knew he couldn't avoid the predicament, so he stepped forward and faced the group of men in black.

He refused to believe that he, a model modern youth, couldn't fool a group of ancient people.

"kill!"

However, the assassins under the princess's command did not give him a chance to speak, and charged over like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey.

The cold light drew ever closer in his eyes, like the scythe of death; my life was over!

But Xiao Xingchen showed no fear. He thought that he didn't want this kind of time travel. Maybe he could return to his original world after he died?

Xiao Xingchen could swear that the sword was only 0.001 millimeters away from his neck, and he could even feel the call of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face demons. At that critical moment, a gust of wind flashed past his ear like lightning, and the sword that was about to sever his head broke in two.

The broken sword spun twice in the air like a top before embedding itself directly at his feet.

"Wow, does it have to be this thrilling?! Damn it, killing someone is just a matter of a head falling to the ground, is it really necessary to be this scary?"

"Who?"

The woman in black moved like a ghost past Xiao Xingchen, staring intently at his back with a solemn expression.

The sound of footsteps approached from afar, striking everyone's heart like war drums.

A voice, as resounding as a great bell, rang out first: "By order of Emperor Wu, bring Xiao Jianren into the palace. Everyone, go back and tell your masters that His Majesty will give you an explanation. Now, disperse."

Emerging from the darkness was a middle-aged man with an air of otherworldly grace. He wore a white robe and lightly danced with a whisk in his hand. Xiao Xingchen was instantly propelled into the air like a whirlwind, his body involuntarily retreating until he finally stopped beside the white-robed man.

"That's fucking amazing! What's the principle behind it?"

As if he had discovered a new continent, Xiao Xingchen's eyes lit up. This retreat, which completely defied scientific theory, made him feel like he was flying, but where did the power come from?

"Shut up, or I'll smash your teeth if you say another word."

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up."

Xiao Xingchen wisely chose to keep a low profile. He could tell from the way the men in black retreated that this person was sent by the Martial Emperor to rescue him.

Since he was sent by Emperor Wu, he figured he wouldn't die, and he could finally get a good night's sleep.

And indeed, a sharp pain shot through his neck, and before he could utter that phrase about national essence, Xiao Xingchen lost consciousness.