Standing beside her was Xin Zimo, who came from the heavens above and was the focus of attention of all the gods in the celestial realm.

Xin Zimo, a unique nine-tailed fairy fox in the world, possesses an unparalleled beauty that can topple kingdoms.

And its nine graceful tails, radiating auspicious light, made it famous throughout the immortal realm.

She not only possesses enviable beauty, but also, with her amazing talent and opportunities, she became the youngest person in history to step into the realm of true godhood.

Each of her tails contains a powerful and mysterious force, swaying gently in the illusory light and shadow, as if telling endless ancient legends and mysterious stories.

Xin Ziming keenly caught the gaze that Qin Qianluo cast at her, turned her exquisitely beautiful face slightly, and gently pursed her lips.

Her rosy lips curled up slightly, revealing an expression that was both playful and tinged with a hint of helplessness.

Following Qin Qianluo's gaze, she turned her eyes to the grand, solemn, and awe-inspiring funeral procession below.

A sea of ​​people was on display, a dense crowd gathering like a tide, each with a sorrowful expression, their faces filled with grief and reluctance.

They stood quietly and orderly, as if time had stood still, and the whole world was immersed in endless sorrow.

With respect and gratitude for the Regent, everyone silently bid her a final farewell.

Looking at the scene before her, Xin Ziming nodded slightly, pondering to herself.

These people have indeed lived up to Qin Qianluo's sincere heart and countless efforts for this land and its people.

Qin Qianluo devoted her life to the common people, and for the prosperity of Zhaoning Kingdom, she spared no effort and worked tirelessly.

Today, seeing the people so fondly remember her is a kind of solace for her life's dedication.

Qin Qianluo's gaze remained fixed on Su Jinyun, whose hair had turned completely white, as if the whole world had shrunk to just her at that moment.

Her eyes were filled with deep heartache, self-blame, and endless longing; her gaze seemed to transcend the barriers of time and space, reaching the depths of Su Jinyun's heart.

How exactly did Su Jinyun manage to endure the deep pain of losing herself all these years?

Just imagining it in her mind made Qin Qianlu feel like her heart was being torn apart, and she felt like she was dying.

Time, that merciless sculptor, has left deep marks on Su Jinyun's once beautiful face.

Her head full of snow-white hair was like a bunch of sharp steel needles, piercing Qin Qianluo's heart with pain.

She recalled the wonderful times she had spent with Su Jinyun, who was full of youthful energy and whose smile was as bright as the warm spring sun.

But now, she is so haggard from the torment of pain and longing, how could Qin Qianluo not be heartbroken?

At this moment, Su Jinyun, who was lying on the coffin, seemed to be struck by a mysterious and powerful invisible force, and her body instantly stiffened as if struck by lightning.

The head, which had been hanging low, was lifted up almost instinctively, as if electrocuted, and then turned around without hesitation.

Her eyes held an indescribable urgency, anticipation, and confusion as she looked directly at the spot where Qin Qianluo was suspended.

In those eyes, there seemed to be a faint but firm flame of hope, as well as endless longing and doubt.

It was as if they were searching for that familiar yet distant aura.

Xin Ziming was genuinely startled by Su Jinyun's sudden and unexpected action. Her originally bright eyes widened instantly, filled with fear and confusion.

She subconsciously looked down at her illusory, transparent body, and her nine tails trembled slightly in fright.

He then quickly turned to look at Qin Qianluo, his eyes filled with disbelief and surprise.

She was absolutely certain that with Su Jinyun's mere mortal abilities, there was absolutely no way she could sense their existence, let alone see them.

However, Su Jinyun's gaze was fixed firmly in this direction. Although her eyes were slightly vacant and not precisely focused, the direction was exactly right.

It was as if you could really catch their faint presence and sense their slightest trace.

Qin Qianlu was also startled by Su Jinyun's sudden reaction.

In that instant, her body trembled slightly, and a slight ripple spread across the previously calm phantom.

A flicker of panic and surprise crossed her eyes, but then a torrent of heartache overwhelmed her.