Princess, something terrible has happened! The prince consort has attempted suicide again!

Inside the side hall, the palace maids' faces had all faded away.

Upon seeing the alluring and seductive face of the newcomer, Zhang Xiaomeng's pupils narrowed slightly.

Zhou Qian'er, the Holy Maiden of the Black Lotus Cult!

"Why is my benefactor silent?"

Zhou Qian'er lightly slapped her forehead, feigning sudden realization, her charming eyes filled with amusement, "Look at my memory, I almost forgot that Princess Changning sealed your mute acupoint."

"Would you like me to untie you?"

Zhang Xiaomeng saw through the cunning hidden in her eyes; this person was always treacherous and fickle, and had no good intentions whatsoever.

But instead of panicking, he felt a secret joy.

He was just worried about finding a way to escape and return home when Zhou Qian'er unexpectedly came to him.

On his wedding day, he once again thwarted the Black Lotus Sect's plans, so Zhou Qian'er is bound to be filled with murderous intent towards him.

Just right.

Zhang Xiaomeng looked calm and sat down in his chair. He looked up at her with a hint of flippant provocation in his eyes.

The silent message was: If you've got the guts, then kill me.

The smile on Zhou Qian'er's face slowly faded, and a chilling aura settled over her eyes.

"Even now, you're still so calm?"

"Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you?"

His voice was cold, and a murderous intent suddenly arose.

Zhang Xiaomeng was not afraid at all. Instead, he spread his hands out, his posture unrestrained and open, letting her do whatever she wanted.

Can't ask for it.

Zhou Qian'er was completely enraged by his nonchalant arrogance. She immediately stepped forward, her slender hand suddenly reaching out, her five fingers tightly interlocking, and she gripped Zhang Xiaomeng's neck tightly, lifting him high up like a chicken!

The force at his fingertips was swift and fierce, his killing intent unreserved!

But the next moment.

Zhang Xiaomeng felt no suffocation or tightness whatsoever; his whole body felt relaxed and normal.

Meanwhile, inside the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Zhao Changning, who was anxiously waiting for the groom to return after changing his clothes to complete the wedding, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, as if his throat was being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand!

Difficulty breathing, surging blood and qi, and excruciating pain instantly swept through the entire body!

The Shared Life and Death Gu, triggered by a coordinated attack!

Zhao Changning instantly realized—Zhang Xiaomeng was in imminent danger!

Ignoring the grand wedding ceremony and enduring the excruciating pain, she staggered forward and rushed out of the main hall like a madwoman.

The entire court looked at each other in astonishment, completely bewildered, wondering why the princess had suddenly lost her composure.

On the dragon throne, Zhao Qiandong's gaze suddenly darkened.

My daughter is always calm and composed; she would never lose her composure for no reason. Something must have happened!

He then ordered, "Wang Dongjian! Take your men and closely follow and protect the Emperor! Investigate any unusual movements!"

"Your subordinate obeys!"

Wang Dongjian dared not delay and immediately led a group of imperial guards to follow closely behind Zhao Changning.

……

In the side hall.

Zhou Qian'er increased the pressure of her five fingers layer by layer, almost breaking her throat.

But Zhang Xiaomeng remained unresponsive; he felt no pain, no stuffiness, and no suffocation.

He was filled with suspicion and suddenly remembered the two strange occurrences from before.

Last time, Zhou Qian'er also choked him by the neck, and nothing happened.

He even attempted suicide by jumping into the water before, but was still unharmed.

Could it be that after transmigrating, I inexplicably gained a strange constitution?

It can't hurt you when you hit it, it can't drown you, and it can't hurt you when you pinch it?

A sudden wave of panic washed over me.

His only obsession was to commit suicide so he could go back and win the grand prize.

If this constitution makes him completely immortal, wouldn't he be trapped in this other world forever, never to escape?

Seeing that his expression finally wavered, Zhou Qian'er assumed that he was afraid and a cold, smug smile crept onto her lips.

"What? Scared now?"

"You have repeatedly thwarted my grand plans and cut off my opportunities for advancement."

"From the moment you interfered, you should have known that you would face certain death!"

Her eyes flashed with murderous intent, and her words were chilling:

"Today, I will kill you!"

The sharpness of their fingertips intensified, with their pointed nails almost digging into the flesh.

Zhang Xiaomeng remained painless and unresponsive.

……

The passageway outside the hall.

Zhao Changning's pain had reached its limit.

The Beast of Fate is bound to her by fate; when Zhang Xiaomeng is attacked, all the fatal pain is transferred to her!

Her breathing was disordered, her legs were weak, and all her strength was drained. She could no longer hold on and collapsed heavily to the ground.

"Your Highness!"

Wang Dongjian quickly caught up and was shocked to see what was happening. He immediately bent down to help him up.

Zhao Changning's throat tightened, and he couldn't catch his breath. He couldn't utter a single word. He could only use his remaining consciousness to raise his trembling hand and point directly towards the side hall in front of him.

Wang Dongjian instantly understood: something had happened in the side hall, and Young Master Zhang was in danger!

But seeing the princess, who was barely breathing and had a deathly pale face, he was torn and didn't know who to protect.

The momentary delay caused Zhao Changning to become extremely anxious. He forced himself to breathe, his eyes red, and gritted his teeth to squeeze out a weak voice.

"Save... Zhang Xiaomeng..."

As soon as she finished speaking, her vision went black, her body stiffened, and she completely fainted.

"Quickly! Summon the imperial physician! Protect the princess at once!"

Wang Dongjian's expression changed drastically. He immediately sent two people to stay behind and guard the area, while the rest of the Imperial Guards sped up and rushed to the side hall to rescue the people!

……

Inside the side hall.

Zhang Xiaomeng was now completely certain.

My body is strangely peculiar; ordinary injuries have no effect on it.

But he did not completely give up.

Painless does not mean unharmed, much less that one will not die.

Perhaps breaking bones and shattering the throat will break the deadlock!

Thinking of this, he raised his eyes again and looked at the furious Zhou Qian'er, a smile that was almost unrestrained rising in his eyes.

provocative!

A blatant provocation!

It was as if mocking her for being weak and all show and no substance.

Zhou Qian'er was completely enraged by him. Her eyes turned icy cold as she shouted sharply, "Outrageous!"

She flung Zhang Xiaomeng away violently, sending him crashing against the wall before he landed heavily on the ground.

Zhang Xiaomeng still felt no pain, but Zhao Changning, who had been unconscious, was jolted awake by a sharp pain.

She opened her eyes and found that she could breathe again.

"Your Highness, you're awake! The imperial physician will be here shortly..."

Before the two imperial guards left behind could finish speaking, Zhao Changning had already gotten up and run towards the side hall.

Inside the side hall, Zhang Xiaomeng got up from the ground. Unable to speak, he gave Zhou Qian'er a thumbs-up and slowly turned it upside down as a silent provocation.

"You're asking for it!"

Zhou Qian'er completely lost her temper. With a flick of her sleeve, she took out her soft sword, as supple as a silver snake, and aimed it straight at Zhang Xiaomeng's heart.

Zhang Xiaomeng didn't dodge; he was incredibly nervous and expectant.

No one can survive having their heart pierced; I'm sure I'll die! Definitely!

Almost in the blink of an eye, Zhou Qian'er had rushed in front of Zhang Xiaomeng, the tip of her sword flashing coldly. Just as she was about to pierce his chest, the door was suddenly kicked open.

When Wang Dongjian saw Zhang Xiaomeng in imminent danger, his expression changed drastically, and he drew his sword and rushed over at top speed.

Once Zhou Qian'er stabs Zhang Xiaomeng to death, she will be unable to escape Wang Dongjian's blade.

If Zhang Xiaomeng dies, she will have to be buried with him.

Zhou Qian'er was puzzled; the rescue came too quickly, completely beyond her expectations.

It was as if they knew as soon as they made their move.

Left with no other choice, Zhou Qian'er had to sheathe her sword and dodge Wang Dongjian's attack with a swift movement.

Without lingering, he jumped out of the window and escaped.

"Chase!"

Wang Dongjian immediately led his men in pursuit.

Zhang Xiaomeng wasn't idle either. To confirm his guess, he smashed a teacup, picked up the shards, and slashed them at his own neck.

He refused to believe that he wouldn't die from this.