Su Yu, who was usually a calm and composed person, was stunned by Mu Beichen's actions. He let out a breath he had been holding back, and a heavy panting followed as jealousy flared in his eyes. But he quickly regained his senses and silently retreated.

It took Mu Beichen a long time to come to his senses. He reached out and touched the man next to him, finding something hard. He took it in his palm and looked at it, guessing that it might be the key to the shackles.

The gleaming golden key smacked around randomly, and moments later, the chains binding Yu Qianqian came off.

He stared intently at Yu Qianqian, his eyes filled with complex emotions. Lost in his own thoughts, he remained silent until she suddenly called out, "Mu Beichen..."

The gentle voice lingered in his ears, familiar and warm. His eyes instantly glowed with a reddish light, and he suddenly felt his mind go blank, not knowing what to say for a moment.

She had disappeared for so long in a huff, searching for him everywhere he could find laughter, from the Northern You Kingdom all the way to the Purple Swallow Kingdom. But now, with her leaning against him, it felt just like the warm and cozy times they spent together every day at the Jing Prince's Mansion.

Was it because his life was nearing its end and he received divine mercy?

Yu Qianqian has been seriously ill these past few days, especially after being kidnapped and imprisoned in a cave for an entire night yesterday, which completely drained her strength.

She felt weak all over and pressed her body against Mu Beichen's chest, saying in a slightly coquettish tone, "Mu Beichen, I miss home."

Hearing her voice, Mu Beichen finally snapped out of his daze. His hand trembled, and he quickly hugged her tightly, resting his face on her shoulder, tears streaming down his face. "Okay, okay, your husband will take you away right now."

Without a second thought, Mu Beichen tried to get up, supporting her with one hand. This sudden movement caused a sharp pain to spread violently across his chest. His unhealed wound gushed out a large amount of blood, and his weak body could no longer support him. His limbs suddenly went limp, and he leaned forward weakly, holding Yu Qianqian in his arms.

"Mu...Mu Beichen!" Yu Qianqian screamed in fright, and fell to the ground with Mu Beichen, pressing her hands on his wounds, which immediately became covered in blood.

Yu Qianqian knelt on the ground in terror, looking down at him. His face was clearly even paler than her own. Since they had known each other for so long, she had never seen Mu Beichen so weak. This man was the most reliable person besides her father. If he were no longer in the world, where would she go?

"Achen..." Yu Qianqian cried out, sobbing uncontrollably, "Please, don't die, Qianqian can't live without you..."

In the blink of an eye, the scene abruptly shifts, with a series of bloody scenes of red and black warriors clashing in close combat.

When the two sides were within a few feet of each other, someone from the enemy army suddenly stood up and shouted in alarm: "The general has been killed!"

"Soldiers, follow me and kill that dog emperor to avenge the general!"

As the sudden scream rose and fell, the other soldiers echoed, "Kill—"

A roaring cry, as powerful as a mountain collapsing and as strong as the sea crashing, mingled with the mournful neighing of horses, and resounded simultaneously against the backdrop of this vast and desolate landscape!