Your Majesty Is Not Bothered

"On the sixtieth day of a strange era, that old guy actually asked me to kill the regent! I think he is crazy! I am just an unemployed college student who traveled through time inexplicably and was defenseless! I don't want to die like this. I will never allow myself to die in a foreign country before I find a way to go back!" Xiyue put down the pen in her hand and carefully put the notebook into the box. The cold wind outside blew against the bare tree trunks in the courtyard. Perhaps even the night owl disliked the noise and scratched at the roof impatiently. The man outside the door stood in the shadow and said in a serious tone, "Won't you rest, Princess? I'm afraid the bumpy journey tomorrow will be too much for your body." Xiyue's hair immediately stood up when she heard the voice, and she quickly blew out the lamp on the table. When she was about to crawl into bed in the dark, her wrist was tightly strangled...