As the most outstanding anti-drug police officer in China in her previous life, Qin Qianluo tragically died at the age of twenty-five during an undercover mission. She accidentally activated a dorm...
Her vermilion brush moved incessantly, as if she wanted to use this meager strength to dispel the fog before the nation and lead Zhaoning Kingdom toward a bright future.
The marks left by her red pen were like the blueprint she drew for the country; every stroke was filled with determination and conviction.
At the same time, hatred for the mysterious thing that caused all these unknown changes also spread wildly in her heart like weeds.
That hatred, like a raging fire, burned ever brighter in her heart, driving her to more firmly protect her country and safeguard the progress of Qin Qianluo and the others.
Even if the road ahead is full of thorns, she will never back down.
This hatred became her driving force, enabling her to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the nation even more bravely during this difficult time.
On the day we set off for the border, the inky night had not yet completely faded, and only a faint ray of dawn peeked through the sky, as if struggling to break free from the shackles of darkness.
The capital city is like a sleeping giant, so quiet that you can hear the whispers of time flowing by.
An off-road vehicle, in the deepest silence before dawn, quietly drove out of the city gate like a ghost.
Five people sat upright inside the carriage. There was no grand send-off with officials dressed in magnificent court robes and standing in neat and solemn rows, nor was there a lively scene of people jostling shoulder to shoulder and craning their necks to watch.
Under the Emperor's gaze, filled with endless worry and earnest expectation, they quietly left the capital like silent shadows blending into the night.
Like a gentle breeze, it swept by without leaving a trace, without creating a ripple on the tranquil landscape of the capital.
The Emperor Emeritus and Empress Dowager sat in the SUV, their gazes unconsciously falling on Mu Yunxi beside them, their eyes filled with worry, helplessness, and a hint of doting.
Mu Yunxi had noticed something was amiss several days ago.
From then on, she was like a persistent guardian, keeping a close eye on Qin Qianluo and the others every day. Her gaze followed them closely, not missing any subtle changes.
As she set off today, she was like a nimble, cunning, and agile little beast.
Taking advantage of the moment when everyone's attention was slightly diverted, he moved with lightning speed and nimbly slipped into the car.
No matter how earnestly others tried to persuade her, she clung tightly to the handle inside the car, like a drowning person grasping at a straw, resolutely refusing to get out.
That stubborn look seemed to show his determination to never compromise, which made people both angry and amused.
Seeing Mu Yunxi's shameless act, Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun couldn't help but twitch their lips slightly, a wave of helplessness washing over them.
The Emperor Emeritus and the Empress Dowager went together, and despite their best efforts to persuade her, they were still unsuccessful. Now, Mu Yunxi has come to join in this dangerous commotion.
But when they saw Mu Yunxi's unwavering gaze, as if she were resolutely declaring, "You won't abandon me."
The words of advice that were about to come out of their mouths seemed to be blocked by an invisible and powerful force, and they ultimately had to swallow them back helplessly.
They knew Mu Yunxi's personality all too well; once she made up her mind, it was like an iron nail driven into wood, impossible to change. Left with no other choice, they had to bring her along.
Along the way, the off-road vehicle sped along the winding road, the rustling sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground like a monotonous yet continuous drumbeat in the quiet atmosphere.
The Emperor Emeritus turned his head slightly, his gaze gentle yet solemn, and looked at Mu Yunxi. He spoke slowly, his voice deep and clear, briefly explaining the purpose of his trip.
As the Emperor Emeritus's words flowed out like a gentle stream, Mu Yunxi put away her playful and cheeky demeanor.
His expression gradually became serious and solemn, and his originally lively eyes were now filled with a solemn look.
She listened quietly, leaning forward slightly, as if trying to capture every word into her heart.
The atmosphere inside the car grew increasingly heavy and oppressive, as if an invisible and heavy boulder was pressing down on everyone's hearts, making it difficult to breathe.
Everyone fell silent, with only the sound of the wheels rolling echoing monotonously in the quiet carriage.
It seemed to be telling of the unknown road ahead, or perhaps it was a somber prelude to the challenges to come.
As the off-road vehicle approached the border, Qin Qianlu frowned slightly, a hint of seriousness flashing in her eyes, and slowly stepped on the brakes.
The car came to a smooth stop, raising a fine cloud of dust.
She slowly turned her head, her gaze like a sharp sword, staring directly at the three people in the back seat.
Her expression was exceptionally serious, her face as solemn as a general about to head to a life-or-death battlefield, her eyes revealing determination and resolve, her voice steady and powerful, each word deliberate and clear.
As if each word carried the weight of a thousand pounds, he said, "We are near. If this situation is as I have guessed, I fear my mortal body will be unable to withstand it."
Would you all like to enter the space?
Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's suggestion, a brief silence fell over the car.
They were slightly taken aback at first, then their eyes met quickly. In that fleeting moment of eye contact, it seemed as if an invisible yet powerful force was being transmitted between them.
That is loyalty to the mission, commitment to responsibility, and resolute rejection of the instinct to retreat.
Immediately afterwards, they shook their heads in unison and with unwavering determination.
The shaking of their heads was as steady as a rock, without the slightest hesitation or doubt, as if they were declaring to heaven and earth their resolute determination.
The Emperor Emeritus, with a solemn expression, slowly reached out and tightly enveloped the Empress Dowager's hand in his palm. Though those hands had endured the trials of time, they remained warm and strong.
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