After sending the two children away, Jin Linlin felt even more depressed. She hurried back to the imperial study. As soon as she entered, she seemed to have lost control and smashed everything inside to pieces.

Chunxue and Qiuyu stood outside the door, watching this scene, too frightened to speak. They had never seen their Majesty so furious. Normally, he was gentle and composed, but now he seemed like a completely different person.

The entire imperial study was in a mess, with broken porcelain and papers scattered all over the floor. Jin Linlin stood in the chaos, her chest heaving violently, obviously still not recovered from her anger.

All the palace servants kept a distance, no one dared to approach, fearing that they would anger His Majesty. They all secretly wondered in their hearts how powerful this queen was to have angered His Majesty so much.

The next morning, the Empress suddenly called off court, claiming illness. This surprised everyone, as Her Majesty had always been in good health and rarely fell ill.

Jin Linlin, however, was genuinely feeling unwell. Her space had been shaking incessantly since early morning, as if an earthquake were imminent. Furthermore, cracks had appeared in the electronic pharmacy, emitting a constant crackling sound. Her tinnitus grew increasingly intense, leaving her feeling dizzy and dazed.

Jin Linlin knew very well that this was the world's warning to her that she could no longer take action against men and women. Her behavior had already caused dissatisfaction in the world, and if she continued, there would probably be more serious consequences.

As time passed, the noise in the room grew louder and louder, and Jin Linlin's headache became more severe. She knew she couldn't delay any longer and had to find a way to solve this problem as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Xia Heng, the supervising officer, arrived at the execution ground early. Standing on the platform, he looked at Cao Jiao and Jiang Shuyan, who were bound below, and a complex wave of emotions welled up in his heart.

In the past, when he was in Linhai Prefecture, he had had many contacts with Cao Jiao and Jiang Shuyan. He had a good impression of both of them, especially Jiang Shuyan, who was his good friend.

Therefore, if Jiang Zhixu came to rescue them this time, he might consider letting them go. After all, deep down in his heart, he did not want to see Cao Jiao and Jiang Shuyan die.

He couldn't help but wonder if the reason His Majesty chose him to be the executioner was also to ask him to show mercy?

Time passed quietly, and the noon bell gradually approached. Jiang Wangmo, carrying Erbao in his arms, walked heavily towards the execution ground to serve the last meal to the couple who were about to be executed.

When Cao Jiao and Jiang Shuyan caught a glimpse of Jiang Wangmo and Erbao, their eyes were instantly filled with emotion and reluctance.

Jiang Shuyan's eyes were filled with tears, and he said to Jiang Wangmo with a slightly trembling voice:

"Dad, I am an unfilial son. I can no longer be by your side. I will repay your kindness in raising me in my next life."

Jiang Wangmo, holding back the tears that were about to burst out, trembled as he handed the food to them. His throat was tight, and he squeezed out a sentence with difficulty: "Eat something, at least you can eat your fill."

Erbao also stood quietly by. Although he was still young, he was sensible and understood what the scene in front of him meant. His eyes were already red from crying.

Cao Jiao and Jiang Shuyan looked at each other, a bitter smile appeared on the corners of their mouths, and then they slowly took the bowl of food.

However, just as they raised their chopsticks to enjoy this last meal, suddenly, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the inky black clouds quickly gathered and blocked out the sunlight.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening thunder split the sky, as if to tear the whole world apart.

This sudden change shocked everyone present. Xia Heng's heart suddenly tightened, and an ominous premonition came to his mind. He subconsciously held the token tightly in his hand.

Just when everyone was still recovering from their shock, a burst of rapid horse hoofbeats sounded in the distance, coming closer and closer like a storm.

When everyone looked closely, they saw Jiang Zhixu riding a horse and leading a group of people galloping towards them at lightning speed.

He was dressed in a tight outfit, looking dashing and heroic, his eyes etched with determination. Jiang Zhixu pulled the reins, dismounted, and walked straight towards Xia Heng.

"Master Xia, I want to take these two away today." Jiang Zhixu said firmly. Xia Heng hesitated for a moment. He didn't expect Jiang Zhixu to really come.

"Xia Heng, I really don't want to do anything. You've been with me for five or six years, and you should know me very well."

The person who spoke had a helpless look on his face, his voice was low but full of majesty.

Xia Heng looked at the man in front of him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He knew this man's character. Once he made a decision, no one could change it.

But he was still unwilling to give in, so he asked the soldiers to make way for him, walked up to the man, and advised earnestly:

"You, in order to be with His Majesty, even gave up the country you fought so hard for without hesitation. But have you ever considered that if you take them away today, the distance between you and His Majesty will be as great as a thousand miles, and there will be no possibility of them ever being together again?"

Jiang Zhixu smiled bitterly when he heard Xia Heng's words. He paused for a moment, as if thinking about something, but soon, as if he had made up his mind, he turned around and left the execution ground with Cao Jiao and Jiang Shuyan without looking back.

Meanwhile, Jin Linlin, who was in the imperial study, was puzzled by the unusual situation in the space. Just as she was at a loss for words, a palace servant suddenly rushed in and reported:

"Your Majesty, this is terrible! Jiang Zhixu has taken Cao Jiao and Jiang Shuyan away from the execution ground!"

Jin Linlin was struck by lightning when she heard this. Her body swayed violently and she almost fell to the ground. Her eyes widened in disbelief, her face filled with anger and pain. She had never expected Jiang Zhixu to be so decisive.

She had anticipated this day, but her heart still ached.

Just as Jin Linlin's mood hit rock bottom, a miracle occurred. The shaking in the space suddenly stopped, and the cracks in the electronic pharmacy healed rapidly, as if by magic. In an instant, Jin Linlin's tinnitus and headaches vanished without a trace.

She gritted her teeth and forced herself to stand up, her eyes cold and resolute. She knew that there was no turning back between her and Jiang Zhixu.

"Pass on my order, send people after them immediately and make sure to capture Jiang Zhixu and the others!"

Jin Linlin's voice trembled, yet it carried an undeniable authority. The palace attendant hurried away, following her orders. Jin Linlin slumped weakly into a chair, tears streaming uncontrollably.

She didn't know why everything turned out like this. The sweetness of the past seemed to be just yesterday, but now everything has changed.

And the warning from this world was like a sharp blade, cutting her love for Jiang Zhixu into pieces.