He must ensure that Shen Yunting never returns from this battle.

Qu Jingyun's gaze fell silently on the city wall behind her, her eyes filled with determination.

She has already arranged for someone to secretly protect Madam Shen and Shen Cong, who remain in the capital.

Old Master Qu is not important; the Emperor will not bother with him and has already sent him out of the capital long ago.

Hopefully, the Emperor won't be foolish enough to lay a hand on them; otherwise, she won't be so ruthless.

Her decision to remain in the capital as a hostage was a compromise with the emperor, but the final result was not what she wanted.

Since that's the case, she'll just be willful this once.

I hope the Emperor will not disappoint her again.

Qu Jingyun knew very well that even if she pretended to follow the army, she would still be caught off guard.

But by this time, the news had probably already reached the emperor's ears.

I just don't know what he should choose.

Just as Qu Jingyun had thought, the Emperor's eyes suddenly turned cold upon hearing the report from the secret guards.

"What exactly is Qu Jingyun up to? Her divorce from Shen Yunting was indeed a lie to deceive me. Could it be that they are really plotting something by leading a large army to the border this time?"

The Emperor understood that with Qu Jingyun's intelligence, it was impossible for her not to know that this could not be hidden from him, but he still did it anyway.

So what exactly is she plotting?

The emperor looked bewildered, glanced around, and finally let out a bitter laugh.

He was saddened to discover that he couldn't find anyone to discuss this matter with.

He still remembers how he used to discuss things with Shen Yunting and his wife whenever they encountered problems.

But now...

In the end, the emperor casually tossed the memorial aside, with only one thought in his mind: Oh well, let them be.