After saying that, she leaned forward slightly, her eyes filled with a mixture of anticipation and unease.

Upon hearing this, Qin Qianluo was slightly taken aback, then blinked subconsciously. Instantly, the harsh and numerous restrictions and constraints imposed on women by the Xuanyuan Kingdom in the past flashed through her mind.

However, she quickly regained her composure, and a warm smile returned to her face, a smile as gentle as a spring breeze that could melt ice and snow.

She waved her hand gently and patiently explained, "Your Majesty need not worry too much. Tianxuan Kingdom is completely different from Xuanyuan Kingdom."

In Tianxuan, there are no many cumbersome formalities or unreasonable restrictions on women.

You are all free to choose your lifestyle according to your true preferences and aspirations, without needing to worry about it.

As she spoke, she slightly shook her arm to emphasize her words.

Upon hearing this, Empress Xuanyuan was stunned. Her eyes widened slightly, her mouth opened slightly, and her face was full of astonishment.

The women who were crying stopped sobbing, looked up, and their eyes were filled with disbelief and surprise.

Some of them had their mouths slightly open, as if they wanted to say something, but were speechless for a moment; others gently touched their chests, as if trying to calm their inner excitement.

Empress Xuanyuan finally revealed a relieved smile. She gently lifted her skirt and walked forward gracefully, each step light and elegant, as if flowers were blooming beneath her feet.

She approached Qin Qianluo, slightly curtsied, and gracefully bowed, saying, "Now that the Xuanyuan Kingdom has been destroyed, the young general may call me Murong Yan from now on."

"My sisters and I would like to earnestly request that we serve the young general wholeheartedly from now on, even if we can only be servants by his side, bringing him tea and water, we will have no complaints. What do you think, young general?"

Her voice was soft and melodious, like a nightingale singing in a valley.

Qin Qianluo was startled by Murong Yan's sudden words. She subconsciously leaned back, her eyes widened instantly, and her face was full of surprise.

She took several steps back, her steps slightly flustered. After carefully listening to what was said, she couldn't help but feel both annoyed and amused. She shook her head slightly, a helpless smile on her face.

The once high and mighty Empress, who ruled the world, and her incomparably noble concubines, are now forced to condescend to be her servants. Murong Yan truly has some courage and audacity.

She carefully examined Murong Yan's appearance, her gaze slowly moving from her forehead to her eyebrows, then to her sparkling eyes, and finally down her straight nose to her slightly upturned lips.

She saw that Murong Yan's eyebrows were like distant mountains, slightly curved, like a faint ink mark, and her eyes were like stars, bright and deep, as if they held endless stories.

Despite the vicissitudes of life, her noble bearing remains undiminished. Her demeanor is graceful and elegant in every gesture. As she walks, she is as delicate as a willow swaying in the breeze, yet exudes a resilient strength.

Standing upright, his posture was like a pine tree, dignified and composed. He then cast his gaze upon the crowd behind him, lost in thought.

These women, having grown up among nobles, must have been well-read and exceptionally intelligent.

If I truly retain these people, their wisdom and talent will surely be of great help to me in many matters in the future.

After weighing the pros and cons, Qin Qianluo stepped forward, reached out her hands, and gently helped Murong Yan up.

With a sweet smile on her face, she said, "Your Majesty... you really don't need to be so modest. If you all wish to follow me, then come along."

If anyone has other plans and does not wish to follow, they may leave on their own. Her movements were gentle and kind, and her eyes were full of goodwill.

When Murong Yan saw that Qin Qianluo had agreed, tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something to express her gratitude, but her emotions choked her.

She and her sisters in the harem had been wandering in the abyss of despair in the Xuanyuan Kingdom for a long time, thinking that only death awaited them.

If the people who came today were those rough and uncouth men, based on her past experiences and understanding of men, she would never have dared to make such a request.

She and her sisters had already silently prepared themselves for death, but they never expected that their fate would take such a sudden turn.

The woman who led the way was young but had an extraordinary presence, which gave her the courage to speak.

Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's response, the concubines all whispered among themselves, exchanging complex glances.

Some nodded slightly, their eyes filled with joy, while others gently bit their lips, seemingly still hesitant.

Although a sense of unease and fear still lingered deep within them, their gazes returned to the stunningly beautiful and exceptionally elegant Qin Qianluo.

They seemed to feel an invisible comforting power emanating from her, a power like the warm spring sun, slowly dispelling the gloom and unease in their hearts.

How bad could it be? This young general didn't seem like the kind of tyrannical and heartless person he was, and he was also a woman like them.

They share a similar sensitivity and empathy; following this person would likely lead to a smooth and peaceful life.

As everyone pondered this, a strange sense of longing and anticipation for the future arose within them.

Some of them smiled slightly, their smiles still tinged with bitterness, yet they already saw a glimmer of hope. Others sighed softly, as if bidding farewell to past hardships.