When A Zhe revealed his identity to me, I knew that he was also on the verge of insanity because of Jing Hong.

　　He married and had children here, trying his best to play the role of Prince An, but he had to kill one person after another for Jing Hong.

　　Until he killed a child.

　　Even though Shan Shan wasn't his daughter, she was still the princess of the An Palace.

　　He couldn't understand how Jing Hong could be so cruel as to kill his own daughter.

　　Was it just to drive the Queen insane? Even a tiger does not eat its own cubs! I couldn't help but think of A Zhe's behavior over the years.

　　He probably comes from an even more backward era and has a low status.

　　He has suffered a lot, so when he first came here, he couldn't help but kneel before me, the one dressed in luxurious clothing, and personally do things, even to the extent of hurting his own body.

　　Even after so many years, the only method he could think of to fight against the powerful was to help more ambitious young people from the lower class enter the court.

　　Perhaps he believed that only by gaining power could he help more people like himself.

　　But maybe he hasn't considered that some people change their positions after obtaining power.

　　Even he himself, after becoming a prince, doesn't he also control the life and death of innocent time-travelers? Indeed, his story is just as I expected.

　　A Zhe's life is even shorter than mine.

　　He was born in a primitive tribe and was trained by adults since he was young.

　　They fought constantly with people from other tribes for food and water.

　　Their tribe lost, and everyone became slaves, having to kneel before ruling nobles, unable to eat enough or have a secure future.

　　In his shallow understanding, those nobles could read, eat delicious delicacies, wear beautiful clothes, marry many women, and have many children, with each child being well-fed and clothed, and countless treasures of gold and silver.

　　The nobles could step on commoners and slaves, easily taking their lives.

　　He died while trying to save a pregnant female slave who was being whipped by a noble.

　　Upon waking up, he found himself in a strange and luxurious house.

　　Initially, A Zhe didn't know about Jing Hong's existence; he simply instinctively pretended to become a prince.

　　When he discovered that there were many time-travelers in the palace, he observed them warily.

　　Like Jing Hong, when those people displayed wisdom and talent beyond their time, A Zhe felt both envy and admiration.

　　He was even willing to listen to them and make changes to this era.

　　However, he soon noticed that something was wrong.

　　Regardless of where those people came from, deep down they still looked down on the poor and those suffering.

　　He gave them opportunities to see if they could truly change this era, but without exception, those time-travelers all failed and revealed their arrogance, attempting to reform his thoughts and control his behavior.

　　He felt that these spiritual aristocrats were the most terrifying.

　　Killing useless spiritual aristocrats was not difficult for him.

　　The death of the imperial concubine made him aware of Jing Hong's existence.

　　Like Jing Hong, he became disgusted with it.

　　Therefore, later on, those time-travelers who were driven insane by Jing Hong became sacrifices in their battle."

　　But he still wanted to prove that someone was different.

　　As long as he won the gamble, Jinghong promised to disappear automatically and completely hand over the position of An Wang to him.

　　Unfortunately, after so many years, not a single time traveler rose up in true rebellion.

　　So they all died.

　　I became the only remaining female time traveler in An Wang's mansion.

　　Aze became the only remaining male time traveler in An Wang's mansion.

　　"Princess consort, he said you're also a time traveler.

　　But over these many years, I have observed for a long time and still cannot find evidence to support his speculation," Aze looked at me, still feeling puzzled.

　　"Are you Yunwei, or someone from another era?" I appeared mysterious and unfathomable.

　　"Is this also Jinghong's doubt?" "That's right," I smiled.

　　"Here's some good news, I indeed came from another era." Taking a few steps back, I took out a loaded black pistol from my sleeve.

　　I found it in the quarters of the maid who poisoned the concubine.

　　I thought, if she could use poison not belonging to this era to kill the concubine, then she must be hiding other things that don't belong to this era.

　　My guess was correct.

　　I aimed the gun at Aze's face and said coldly, "Here's some bad news, my brother taught me how to shoot."