Imperial Palace, Purple Palace.

Jiang Ling looked through the screen and saw a thin figure standing in front of the dragon throne where the emperor was supposed to sit.

Zhou Ning'an loudly rebuked these ministers who were wiping their tears and looking frightened, bringing them back to their senses from their panic. Then he gave orders in a stern voice, asking Lin Yi to lead the troops to search outside the city and bring the emperor back.

During this time, she stood straight, steadily in front of them, motionless.

The aura around her is so stern that it is hard to imagine that she is a gentle and decent person.

But only Jiang Ling, who was standing behind her, could see clearly that Zhou Ning'an was supporting his waist with one hand and gripping the edge of the table with the other, his nails almost digging into the auspicious cloud, flower and leaf patterns carved on the edge of the table.

After Lin Yi and a group of ministers received the order and left, Zhou Ning'an suddenly swayed and fell heavily onto the dragon throne.

Jiang Ling was startled and rushed over to support her.

"My queen, did you fall anywhere?" She grabbed Zhou Ning'an's hand and felt cold sweat on it. When she looked up again, her face was pale.

Jiang Ling frowned, turned around and called Cao Yuan, asking her to quickly call Doctor Lin.

Before Cao Yuan even stepped out of the door, Zhou Ning'an called him sternly.

"You can't go!"

Jiang Ling was a little anxious. Looking at her six-month-old belly, she hurriedly advised, "It's better to ask the imperial physician to take a look. If she bumped into something, it would be terrible."

But Zhou Ning'an still shook his head firmly.

"As soon as they left, I called the imperial physician. Wouldn't that mean everything I just did would be in vain?"

Jiang Ling was speechless for a moment and looked at her with a little heartache.

Cao Yuan, who was standing by the door, also had tears in his eyes. He walked over, stroked her arm, and called her distressedly, "My Lady..."

The three of them were silent, and no one spoke for a while.

Zhou Ning'an suppressed the urge to vomit and leaned back in his chair to catch his breath.

She had long passed the month of morning sickness, and now this was entirely due to fetal movement, unstable breathing, and restlessness.

Zhou Ning soothed her belly and patted the baby inside gently. Her eyes were sore, but she didn't dare to blink, for fear that she would burst into tears the next moment.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, kid, it's okay..."

The Emperor must be safe and sound, even if he doesn't say anything...

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Outside the capital, Wolf Valley.

The narrow valley was filled with rocks and overgrown weeds. Apart from the sound of the heavy rain, everything was very quiet.

Zhou Jing'an pressed the wound on his waist. The piercing pain made him frown. He could no longer tell whether the water on his face was sweat or rain.

The pain instantly made his chaotic consciousness clear a little, and the heavy rain fell down, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.

After reaching out to wipe the rain off my face, I could see clearly that Pei Yu was also unsteady in the misty rain, and he was able to stand firmly by supporting himself with one hand on the stone beside him.

Zhou Jing'an looked around. It seemed that the two of them had accidentally entered a place where no one had ever set foot. The surroundings were very desolate. The sky was already gloomy, and the valley was narrow, so the light that came through was even weaker.

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by earth-shaking thunder.

Zhou Jing'an's eyes suddenly became stern, and he clenched the sword in his hand again.

The flash of lightning just now made the valley as bright as day in an instant, allowing him to see clearly that Pei Yu and himself were covered in blood, and he could also see several vicious wolves in the distance.

As the sky darkened, their figures were hidden in the darkness, but their eyes were bright and intimidating, staring intently.

"Pei Yu." He called out.

The man in front of him raised his head and raised the sword in his hand. He didn't say anything, but looked like he was ready to fight at any time.

Zhou Jing'an signaled him to look back, "There's a wolf."

Pei Yu was startled, then laughed and said, "Are you trying to trick me?"

Before he could finish his provocative words, the sound of footsteps beside his ears stopped him.

Pei Yu turned around suddenly, and a vicious wolf pounced towards him, its dark eyes looking terrifying.

He raised his sword and slashed upwards, hitting the wolf's neck. It howled and struggled with its limbs, but Pei Yu kicked it away.

"There really is a wolf." He panted twice and took two steps back towards Zhou Jing'an.

Zhou Jing'an frowned, looked at the bright eyes that gathered more and more in the darkness, and tightened his grip on the sword in his hand.

"It's over. This is trouble."

It was obvious that Pei Yu also realized this. He walked over and stood with him, moving his wrists that were cold and stiff from the heavy rain, while laughing and joking.

"Is this fate? It seems that God wants you to be buried with me and die with me in the wolf's mouth."

Zhou Jing'an chuckled, and the two of them naturally went from fighting against each other to fighting side by side.

"You wish. I have to go home to be with my wife and children. Who wants to be buried with you?"

Pei Yu raised his eyebrows and laughed twice.

"I almost forgot you're married." His eyes moved slightly, as if he was thinking of some touching scene, and he chuckled softly, "Your wife is really interesting, and she is a good match for you."

Zhou Jingan was surprised to hear such words from him. He also joked, "Thanks to you, I now have a wife and children, and everything is safe and complete."

Pei Yu understood the meaning of his words and couldn't help laughing.

Wasn't it just a subtle criticism of him for attacking him so frequently that it almost cost him and Jiang Ling's lives?

"Why did I just realize that you can be so sarcastic?"

The two men stood back to back, pressed against the mountain wall. In the darkness, the pack of vicious wolves gathered more and more, with ferocious eyes, looking at the two men as if they were looking at a meal.

Lightning split the dark sky, cutting a hole in the black curtain and instantly illuminating the valley.

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