By the time Yu Ji realized what was happening and hurriedly pushed through the crowd to squeeze out of the main hall, Qin Qianluo had already steadily boarded the carriage back to the mansion.

The carriage was luxuriously decorated, its wheels turning slowly with a dull creak, and the dust it kicked up danced wildly in the sunlight, blurring her vision.

Watching the carriage disappear into the distance, Yu Ji felt utterly helpless and could only sigh inwardly, thinking: I can only wait for another opportunity to ask her about it later.

Qin Qianluo returned to the mansion, and everything proceeded smoothly and in an orderly manner as usual.

She slipped into the space and headed straight for the training ground, a place that bore witness to her countless hours of sweat and effort.

She skillfully picked up the weapon and began her daily training.

Sweat streamed down her forehead, soaking her clothes, but she seemed oblivious, her eyes radiating unwavering focus and determination.

Every move was powerful and vigorous, with a gust of wind in its wake. Each swing of the sword carried the force of breaking through the wind, as if it were engaged in a fierce battle with an invisible enemy.

As the training progressed, her breathing became increasingly rapid, but her movements became more and more precise, each move revealing a profound skill.

After the training, she rested briefly before hurrying to the room where Dark Moon was housed.

The room was filled with a suffocating atmosphere, so quiet it was unsettling.

Dark Moon lay quietly on the bed, her face as pale as paper, devoid of any color, as if mercilessly shrouded in the shadow of death.

Qin Qianluo sat gently on the edge of the bed and softly took An Yue's hand in hers. Those hands were icy cold and devoid of any warmth.

Her eyes were full of worry and concern, and she murmured to herself, as if calling for Dark Moon to wake up soon.

She would sometimes gently stroke Dark Moon's forehead, and sometimes hold her hand tightly, as if she wanted to use her own strength to wake her from her slumber.

However, Dark Moon remained unconscious and unresponsive, with only faint breathing as proof of her existence.

After a long while, Qin Qianluo slowly got up and left the heartbreaking room, looking back every few steps.

After leaving the space, Qin Qianluo took a deep breath, trying to adjust her emotions and temporarily put aside her worries and fatigue.

She looked in the mirror, a gentle smile returning to her face, a smile as warm and comforting as the spring sun.

Then, she walked briskly toward Lin Ruoqing's residence.

Lin Ruoqing was sitting in the courtyard, sunlight filtering through the lush foliage and casting dappled shadows on her.

She watched the two children play and frolic with a smile in her eyes, occasionally wiping the sweat from the sweat of the child who ran up to her.

In the courtyard, several unnamed wildflowers swayed gently in the breeze, emitting a faint fragrance.

Qin Qianluo quickly stepped forward and affectionately called out "Mother," her voice carrying a hint of coquetry.

Then, she sat down obediently next to Lin Ruoqing, and the laughter of the mother and daughter and the sounds of children playing and laughing echoed in the courtyard.

It was as if all the previous gloom had been completely dispelled, leaving only this moment of warmth and tranquility.

Inside the Prime Minister's residence, a peaceful and serene atmosphere prevailed. The winding corridors, like a graceful dragon, stretched slowly along the outline of the courtyard.

Beside the corridor, several crabapple trees are in full bloom, with layers of pink and white petals among the lush branches and leaves.

Like clouds drifting down from the horizon, a gentle breeze causes the petals to tremble softly, releasing a delicate and serene fragrance that lingers in the air, bringing a sense of tranquility and joy.

In the courtyard, tender green grass spread out like a soft velvet carpet.

Scattered among them were a few unnamed wildflowers, some as red as fire, some as yellow as gold, and some as purple as the sunset.

They bloom freely, like a magnificent tapestry meticulously woven by nature.

The maids, dressed in plain clothes, moved with light, quick steps between the courtyards, carrying delicate teacups or neatly folded clothes in their hands.

The occasional soft laughter echoed in the tranquil atmosphere, further highlighting the leisure and comfort of the mansion.

Meanwhile, at the distant Haiyan County pier, the sea breeze, carrying a heavy, salty smell, blew freely and without restraint.

The waves crashed against the rocks on the shore, making a deep and powerful sound, splashing up layers of white spray.

Prince Ning Yu, dressed in a long black robe that fluttered in the wind, stood on the shore with his feet firmly planted on the ground.

His face flushed red, and his excitement was like a surging wave, almost overwhelming him.

His eyes widened, fixed intently on the brand-new ship that had just been built and was undergoing sea trials, his gaze filled with awe and anticipation.

The ship stood silently on the shimmering sea, like a towering giant.

It casts a huge and majestic shadow, as if proclaiming its extraordinary nature to the world.

After the design drawings were delivered to the Ministry of Works, the ship embarked on a challenging and arduous journey of construction.

The moment the Ministry of Works received the news, it was well aware of the importance and difficulty of this mission, and dared not slack off in the slightest.

They quickly searched for the most skilled and experienced craftsmen from all over the country.

These artisans come from different regions, but they all share a passion and dedication to their craft, forming a highly skilled team.

They rushed to Haiyan County without stopping, and upon arrival, they immediately threw themselves into their intense and busy work.

On the construction site, the sounds of hammering, sharp sawing, and the loud shouts of the craftsmen echoed all day long, weaving together a powerful song of labor.

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