At this moment, in everyone's eyes, Mu Beichen was cowardly, foolish, and lacked a sense of proportion; he was nothing like an emperor who reigned over the world.

No one knew that this was actually his true self. The accolades that were once widely known were merely weapons he used to protect himself. Living in a chaotic world, he had to disguise himself, so he always habitually showed his resolute and powerful side to others, only in this way could he instill fear in the hearts of evil people.

Now that he has shed his pretense, he is just an ordinary man who is greedy for his wife and children.

However, this is the only time when Yu Qianqian is most infatuated with Mu Beichen. All along, all she has wanted is warmth, a deep affection that belongs to her and will last until death.

Now her wish has finally come true; her Ah Chen is back...

Yu Qianqian stared intently at the man standing in the howling wind, tears streaming down her face. The tears mingled with her grime, making her haggard face look even more sorrowful.

She wanted to go over to him and cry her heart out, but her hands and feet were tightly bound by heavy chains, and she couldn't even take a step out of this small space.

At this moment, everyone in the room remained silent, gazing intently at Yu Qianqian and Mu Beichen, completely unaware that they were deeply immersed in their relationship.

After hesitating for a long time, Mu Beichen smiled and slowly spoke to her: "Xiao Qian'er, I know that I have always been terrible in your heart. I promised to love and protect you for life, but I have always gone against my own heart and hurt you. But at this moment, I hope you can forgive my selfishness. In this life, whether it is pain or joy, I just want to keep you by my side. If I don't have you, I would rather die."

"Little Qian'er, I don't want to disappoint you this time. Even if you never want to see me again, that's fine. Achen only wishes for your peaceful and carefree life. Finally, please promise me that you will live a good life..."

Mu Beichen poured out his heart to his beloved, but before he could finish speaking, tears streamed down his face.

Yu Qianqian's vision was blurred, and her gaze seemed to have no focal point. After a long, long time, all she could see was that boundless, desolate land.

Time flies, and it is only now that dawn is approaching.

The night was exceptionally long, as if an entire century had passed.

In the dead of night, a long, eerie laugh suddenly rang out from the center of the enemy ranks: "Mu Beichen, if you really can't bring yourself to do it, we don't mind doing it for you..."

"It was a promise, a life for a life. If you dare to go back on your word, our hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers from the Northern You Kingdom will not be trifled with!"

Suddenly, an unusually loud and angry shout rang out, instantly shattering the desolate sky. Mu Beichen turned sharply to face the enemy troops, his cold eyes filled with disdain for all living beings, and a flash of cold light appeared in his deep eyes.

The sudden, cold shout silenced the Southern soldiers who had been eyeing him intently.

In a daze, she saw a tall, straight red figure slowly approaching Yu Qianqian, step by step, becoming clearer from a blur.

A handsome man strolled out from the chaos of the army, his black hair blown about by the wind, his red robes fluttering gently, like a celestial being untouched by worldly affairs, dazzling onlookers.