Peerless Bodyguard of a Stunning Beauty

Just as Zhao Rong was about to bring Wang Zhaojun back to life, Miss Lili stepped forward and reminded him, saying:

”Brother Zhao Rong, I remember in our history textbook, it seemed to say that in the end, Wang Zhaojun died by suicide...”

The beauty Yu Lan also advised Zhao Rong to think twice before acting, saying:

”Brother Zhao Rong, if you bring Wang Zhaojun back to life,

it might end up rewriting history...”

Although Miss Lili and the beauty Yu Lan both disagreed with Zhao Rong reviving Wang Zhaojun...

Xuelian, however, was very insistent on supporting Zhao Rong in rescuing Wang Zhaojun,

she said:

”Brother Zhao Rong, saving one life is better than building seven-story pagodas; who cares about history or no history, let’s save her first, and talk later...”

The assistant, meanwhile, looked at Wang Zhaojun’s beautiful face, her superb figure, and her very fine bearing,

and said to Zhao Rong:

”Brother Zhao Rong, don’t worry about anything else for now, just save this beauty first, then we’ll talk...

After all, this beauty is the first beauty we’ve seen since we came to this great grassland...”

Listening to the three beauties, Zhao Rong immediately decided to start refining an Elixir right now, and then bring Wang Zhaojun back to life.

He took all the herbs he needed out of his bag and started refining on the spot.

Because Zhao Rong was a very outstanding Alchemist,

his Elixir refining speed was astonishingly fast.

In about just one minute, Zhao Rong successfully refined the Revival-from-Death Elixir.

When Zhao Rong took the Revival-from-Death Elixir out of the pressure cooker,

Huo Qubing exclaimed in utter amazement, saying:

”Brother Zhao Rong, you modern humans are just insanely awesome,

once someone dies, saving their life is practically as easy as lifting a finger...”

Miss Lili explained to Huo Qubing, saying:

”Huo Qubing, you’ve misunderstood, not everyone from the future is this awesome,

pretty much only Brother Zhao Rong is this awesome,

other people simply don’t have this kind of ability that Brother Zhao Rong has...”

The beauty Yu Lan also told Huo Qubing, saying:

”Because Brother Zhao Rong is a very high-level Alchemist,

that’s why he has this ability to save people...

If it were the assistant, he simply wouldn’t have this kind of Elixir-making skill that Brother Zhao Rong has...”

When the three beauties helped Wang Zhaojun up from the ground and fed the Revival-from-Death Elixir into her mouth,

she miraculously came back to life on the spot.

After Wang Zhaojun revived, she looked in astonishment at Zhao Rong and his group before her, and said:

”Who are you?

Could it be that you are also Xiongnu?”

Clearly, because Wang Zhaojun had been married into the Xiongnu territory for too long,

she hadn’t seen any Han people for a very long time,

so when she saw these Han people in front of her—Zhao Rong and the others—

she simply couldn’t believe that they were people of the Han dynasty and not Xiongnu.

Zhao Rong carefully looked at the Wang Zhaojun before him and found that she was truly stunningly beautiful.

He compared the portrait of Wang Zhaojun from the history textbook with the living person in front of him,

and sighed with emotion, saying:

”I never expected that the real Wang Zhaojun would be a hundred times more beautiful than the portrait in the history book...”

Miss Lili compared the beauties from two thousand years ago with modern-day beauties,

and, feeling the difference keenly, said:

”The beauties from two thousand years ago all went for phoenix eyes, cherry-like little mouths, and big round faces...

Whereas today’s beauties all chase after Western standards: they must have big eyes, high nose bridges, and oval faces...

Although everyone’s standards of beauty differ,

if a woman is a beauty, then whether in looks or in temperament, she will make people feel that she is so very different from the crowd...”

The beauty Yu Lan looked at the Wang Zhaojun in front of her and couldn’t help thinking of the Four Great Beauties of ancient times.

She sized Wang Zhaojun up from head to toe, then said:

”Ever since I was little, I’ve always heard people say that in ancient times there were the Four Great Beauties,

they were Bao Si, Yang Guifei, Wang Zhaojun, and Diao Chan...

I always wondered in my heart just how beautiful these Four Great Beauties really were...

Today, now that I’ve seen Wang Zhaojun, I finally understand that the Four Great Beauties of ancient times mainly refers to their beauty in terms of temperament...”

The beauty Xuelian handed Wang Zhaojun a cup of warm boiled water and said:

”Wang Zhaojun, drink some water, and whatever you do, don’t take poison to kill yourself again...”

At this moment, the assistant stepped forward, eagerly showing his attentiveness in front of Wang Zhaojun, saying:

”Hello, beauty, my name is Assistant, I’m very glad to meet you, can we be friends?”

But before the assistant could finish speaking, Huo Qubing immediately stepped forward, grasped Wang Zhaojun’s hand, and said with great excitement:

”Wang Zhaojun, I’ve heard your story ever since I was a child,

but I never imagined that one day I, Huo Qubing, would actually get to meet you in person...”

When Wang Zhaojun saw Huo Qubing, she stood up, even more impressed, and said:

”Huo Qubing, so you are the famed heroic youth Huo Qubing...”

Huo Qubing nodded and said to Wang Zhaojun:

”Wang Zhaojun, I am Huo Qubing. This time I’ve come to the North Desert steppe to defeat the Xiongnu and then bring you back...”

When Wang Zhaojun heard that Huo Qubing wanted to take her back to the Han,

she said excitedly:

”Huo Qubing, you don’t know this: ever since I left the frontier and came to the Xiongnu lands of the North Desert, I’ve always been homesick...

But because the journey is so far, I had no way to return...

Now that you’ve come here, I’m truly overjoyed,

I hope I can follow you back to the Han...”

When the assistant on the side heard how eager Wang Zhaojun was to go back to the Han,

he immediately tried to curry favor and said to her:

”Wang Zhaojun, if you want to return to the Han, that’s really simple; as long as you get on the Flying Carpet, we can guarantee that within an hour we’ll get you from this region of Mongolia to Xi’an...”

Upon hearing Xi’an, Wang Zhaojun shook her head and said:

”Young hero, the place I want to go is Chang’an...”

Hearing that, the assistant gave an awkward laugh and hurriedly explained to Wang Zhaojun, saying:

”Right, right, Chang’an—back in ancient times it was called Chang’an, now it’s called Xi’an...”

With that, the assistant took out the Flying Carpet, spread it on the ground, and said to Wang Zhaojun:

”Wang Zhaojun, if you want to leave right now, then please sit on the Flying Carpet...

Brother Zhao Rong will use voice commands to control this Flying Carpet and send you from the North Desert steppe back to Chang’an...”

When Miss Lili saw that the assistant actually wanted to send Wang Zhaojun back to Chang’an,

she immediately reminded him, saying:

”Assistant, the history books clearly record that after Wang Zhaojun went to the North Desert steppe, she never returned to Chang’an...”

The beauty Yu Lan said:

”Assistant, if you send Wang Zhaojun back to Chang’an, then history will be changed by your reckless actions...”

The beauty Xuelian held a different opinion and said:

”Even though history will change,

ever since Wang Zhaojun left Chang’an at seventeen and arrived at the North Desert steppe,

she has never returned to Chang’an; she has been deeply homesick for her hometown of Chang’an and misses her parents terribly,

let’s not worry about history or no history, let’s first send Wang Zhaojun back to Chang’an, then we’ll talk...”

As she spoke, the beauty Xuelian helped Wang Zhaojun onto the Flying Carpet, then said to Zhao Rong:

”Brother Zhao Rong, you decide for yourself: will you send Wang Zhaojun back to Chang’an?

Or will you keep her here on the North Desert steppe, letting her continue to suffer in helplessness and grow old in loneliness...”

Zhao Rong was by nature a very soft-hearted and very kind man,

he thought for a moment, then said to everyone:

”A woman, when she was very young, left her hometown and parents and went to a place where barbarians live, marrying a barbarian for three generations,

how much pain must she have in her heart,

even if history will change,

even if we will be reviled by later generations, we still must send Wang Zhaojun back to Chang’an, let her reunite with her loved ones, and let her spend her old age in Chang’an, the land where she was born and raised...”