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Inside the East Palace, Bi Linglong stood by the window, gazing blankly at the sky.

The maid Rong Mo hurriedly brought her a cashmere cloak and draped it over her shoulders: "Your Highness, it's so cold outside, be careful not to catch a cold."

Bi Linglong asked instinctively, "Is it colder in Yunzhong County now?"

Rong Mo asked with a strange expression, "Is the Crown Princess worried about Lord Zu?"

Bi Linglong's heart skipped a beat, realizing she had lost her composure. However, she reacted quickly and said with a composed expression, "After all, Lord Zu represents our Eastern Palace. If this mission is botched, it will also have a negative impact on the Crown Prince."

Rong Mo was relieved: "Your Highness, there's no need to worry. Lord Zu's cultivation is quite good, and he's in the imperial envoy group, so how could anything happen to him?"

“But I just sensed something unusual in the sky. It seemed like someone was using an imperial edict to summon the Emperor’s power, but unfortunately it didn’t continue,” Bi Linglong said with a hint of worry in her eyes. “I don’t know if they gave up or were interrupted by the enemy.”

"Your Highness is overthinking it. Yunzhong County is, after all, the territory of the imperial court. Who would dare to do anything to the imperial envoy?" Rong Mo comforted her.

"I hope so." Bi Linglong rubbed her chest, turned around and went back to bed. "By the way, tomorrow morning, go to both the Embroidery Pavilion and the Imperial Study to inquire and see if there is any latest news about Yunzhong County."

"Yes, Your Highness, please rest early." Rong Mo covered her with the blanket and as he left, he thought to himself that His Highness seemed to have grown quite a bit older than before.

Hmm, I'll secretly find an opportunity to ask her.

I also want to improve!

Meanwhile, Bi Linglong tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, thinking about that bastard Azu, who had been gone for so long and hadn't even written a letter back.

Although everyone's identities are sensitive, you can still write to the Crown Prince to let him know you're safe.

What a bastard!

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Achoo!

At that moment, Zu An sneezed inside the Zhenyuan Chamber of Commerce.

"A-Zu, what's wrong?" Qiu Honglei rushed over to help him.

"It's nothing, maybe someone misses me." Zuan laughed.

Qiu Honglei looked at his blood-stained robes with concern: "You're so badly injured, how could you possibly be alright?"

As she spoke, she took the wound medicine and applied it to his wound.

"Thank you!" Zuan couldn't help but grasp her hand. He would never forget how she had desperately shielded him from the attack.

"Why do we need to say such things between us?" Qiu Honglei smiled and then carefully bandaged his wound.

Although I already knew he had a special constitution, I was still startled to see that the wound on his chest from the sword was already showing signs of healing.

"Ahem!" A soft cough came from not far away.

Qiu Honglei trembled and hurriedly turned around: "Master!"

Zuan was startled and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a beautiful woman with long hair reaching her hips standing on the treetop on the other side.

It was deep winter, and the trees were all bare. The branch she was standing on was so thin that even a bird standing on it would probably sway, but the branch did not budge when she, a living person, stood on it.

The moon hanging in the sky formed the perfect backdrop, as if she had stepped out of the moon.

"Did I come at the wrong time and disturb your sweet nothings?" Yun Jianyue was smiling, but there was a hint of danger in her eyes.

"No, no..." Qiu Honglei was startled and hurriedly jumped away from Zu An. "I just happened to run into A Zu."

Yun Jianyue snorted, then her gaze fell on Zu An: "You know perfectly well that she cultivates martial arts and shouldn't be troubled by love right now, yet you still insist on pestering her?"

"Uh..." For some reason, Zu An was not as afraid of Yun Jianyue as he had been of Yan Xuehen just now. "We acted out of affection but stopped at the proper etiquette. We did not entangle or affect her."

Yun Jianyue knew his laziness and was too lazy to argue with him about it. She looked directly into the distance and asked, "I seemed to sense Yan Xuehen's presence just now. Where is she?"