Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's words, Su Jinyun felt a sudden surge of panic.

It was as if the calm lake surface had been suddenly ravaged by a violent storm, with surging waves and towering billows.

Her hands clenched tightly without her noticing, her fingertips turning slightly white from the force, clearly showing her extreme tension and unease.

But she quickly took a deep breath, trying to forcefully suppress her panicked emotions.

That breath seemed to carry with it her calm insight into the situation and her unwavering determination to fulfill her mission.

She slowly rose, her posture elegant and dignified, like a pine tree standing proudly in the cold wind, every movement exuding an undeniable determination.

She performed a deep bow with an almost pious gesture.

His upright posture was like a majestic mountain peak, his expression firm and resolute, and his eyes revealed a loyalty and fearlessness that was ready to die for him, as if he had already put life and death aside.

She tilted her head slightly, her voice clear and strong: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Emperor Emeritus, I humbly request permission to accompany the Regent to the border."

Though the road ahead may be fraught with hardship, I am willing to serve with utmost loyalty and contribute my meager strength. If this matter is granted by Your Excellency, I will certainly fulfill my duties and live up to your trust.”

Su Jinyun's words were like a thunderclap in the hall, instantly shattering the tranquility of the space.

The retired emperor and the emperor were first taken aback, a look of surprise flashing in their eyes, and then, astonishment surged onto their faces like a tidal wave.

His eyes were full of surprise and contemplation, as if he was trying to figure out the deeper meaning behind Su Jinyun's decision.

Qin Qianluo was so shocked that her eyes widened, her lips parted slightly, and her eyes revealed an expression of disbelief.

Su Jinyun's words seemed like a sudden dream, something she found hard to accept.

At this moment, Qin Qianluo's heart was like a surging sea, with waves rolling and unable to calm down for a long time.

From the very beginning, she secretly resolved that she would never let Jin Yun embark on that perilous border journey with her, a journey that seemed like an abyss.

In her perception, a thick gloom seemed to hang over the entire trip like a shadow.

The intense premonition in her heart was like a cold, heavy hammer, striking her soul again and again.

She was repeatedly warned that going there would surely lead her into a life-or-death situation.

How could she bear to watch Jin Yun accompany her on such a life-or-death, life-or-death risk?

It was like putting her most treasured possession in danger, which was heartbreaking.

Qin Qianluo slowly turned her head, her movements seemingly slowed down countless times, her gaze meeting Jin Yun's.

In that instant, she felt as if she had fallen into Jin Yun's deep, unfathomable eyes.

Jin Yun's eyes were filled with unwavering determination, as steadfast as steel, and tender affection, as gentle as a flowing stream of reluctance.

That perseverance is like an ancient pine tree that has stood on the mountaintop for thousands of years, unshaken by howling winds, torrential rains, or thunder and lightning.

She made it clear and resolute that her mind was made up, and no matter what difficulties or dangers awaited her, nothing could change her decision.

She was prepared to go through thick and thin with Qin Qianluo.

That reluctance to part was like a gentle mountain stream, seemingly soft, yet containing a deep concern and worry for Qin Qianluo.

Each drop of "water" seems to carry endless care and affection, telling the story of the deep affection between them.

The words Qin Qianluo wanted to use to dissuade her were stuck in her throat as if by an invisible yet powerful force.

It was as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping her throat, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't utter those words.

She sighed softly and helplessly, the sigh long and heavy, as if carrying her heart full of helplessness, worry and struggle.

Then she silently turned her head away, as if that would allow her to escape Jin Yun's burning and unwavering gaze, and escape this situation that caused her inner pain and turmoil.

In fact, Qin Qianluo was well aware that this trip to the border would be fraught with danger, and every step would be like walking on thin ice.

Every moment could present a life-or-death decision, and there is a high possibility that one could embark on a path of no return.

But she buried this heavy, rock-like worry deep within her heart, as if guarding the most precious treasure.

Not only did she never reveal a word about it to anyone else, but she also deliberately and carefully controlled herself from thinking about it, even in her own inner world.

Ever since she learned that everyone could hear her thoughts, she has been practicing day and night, like a devout and steadfast practitioner, on how to control her thoughts.

Countless nights, when all is quiet and everyone else has drifted into sweet dreams.

Alone in the darkness, she focused on practicing how to control her thoughts and how to lock away her inner ideas.

After countless days and nights of hard work and perseverance, she is now able to control her inner thoughts more freely.

No longer like before, inadvertently revealing inner secrets.

Like a cautious snail, it has learned to retract its antennae into its hard shell when necessary.

After all, it was understandable that he didn't know that people could hear his thoughts before.

Now that she knows, if she continues to pay attention to the trivial gossip happening in each household as before, it will be difficult to change her mind.

This will likely provoke strong dissatisfaction and anger from the public.

After all, everyone has their own privacy that they don't want others to pry into.

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