Crystal clear yet fleeting, it was as if it were just an illusory dream, never truly existing.
Immediately afterwards, she composed herself and continued what she was doing as if nothing had happened.
She tended the medicinal herb field with focused attention and care, as if everything that had just happened was merely a gentle breeze that had left no trace.
Today, Qianxi, along with Qianchao and the others, went out to search as usual. Along the way, they traversed mountains and valleys, and crossed dense jungles.
Thorns tore at their clothes, and sweat soaked their backs, but they still did not stop.
As dusk fell and the sky turned orange-red, they returned to their space.
As soon as she entered the space, Qianxi couldn't wait to find an excuse and hurried over to the herb field.
She had originally harbored a faint but persistent hope, and was determined to try to find a way to leave this space on her own.
She meticulously searched every inch of the medicinal herb field, leaving no possible clue unchecked.
Sometimes he would crouch down and gently part the dense grass, sometimes he would reach out and touch those strange herbs, trying to find a clue to a breakthrough.
However, after a difficult search, the way out remained elusive, and her high hopes gradually turned into deep disappointment.
Just when she was feeling frustrated and ready to give up, she unexpectedly overheard Qin Qianluo and Feng Qingyun's conversation about upgrading.
A month is undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but in an instant, a complex and indescribable emotion flashed in Qianxi's eyes.
She subconsciously raised her eyes slowly, her gaze fixed on the light screen suspended in mid-air.
In the light screen, Yao Guang's figure was clear and eye-catching. She was dressed in a black outfit and stood tall and straight like a pine tree.
A long sword, gleaming with cold light, hung at his waist; the gleam on its blade seemed to proclaim its sharpness and majesty.
Like a loyal guardian, she followed closely behind Qin Qianluo, never leaving her side.
Every movement exudes composure and competence, and his eyes remain constantly alert, never overlooking any potential threat.
Upon seeing this, Qianxi couldn't help but lower her eyelids slowly, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly like butterfly wings, casting a faint, slightly melancholy shadow on her fair cheeks.
Yao Guang's strength was too great, so great that it was like a towering mountain that pierced the clouds, inspiring awe and fear, and making people feel that it was insurmountable.
Her every move was swift and powerful, making it impossible to defend against.
Moreover, Qin Qianluo possesses a special and mysterious protective mechanism, which is undoubtedly an unbreakable and impregnable defense, tightly protecting her within it.
Even though Feng Qingyun is in an upgrade phase for the next month and cannot send messages, she is temporarily unable to do so.
Faced with Yao Guang and that mysterious and unpredictable protection mechanism, she still felt that achieving her goal was harder than climbing to heaven.
Thinking of all this, Qianxi couldn't help but sigh softly, the sigh as gentle as a spring breeze.
Though gentle, it was filled with endless helplessness and melancholy, as if telling of her unknown struggles and hesitations deep in her heart.
She clapped her hands casually, her movements revealing her loneliness and disappointment, as if trying to brush away the troubles and worries in her heart.
Then, she turned around quietly and, with light yet slightly heavy steps, slowly returned to her residence.
Her figure gradually disappeared into the light, leaving only the medicinal field rustling softly as it moved without wind, as if whispering secrets and unspoken thoughts.
Recently, Qin Qianluo has been filled with doubts because of Feng Qingyun's sudden and unexpected upgrade. Her mind is like a tangled mess, and she can't figure it out no matter what.
She repeatedly recalled the details of her acquaintance with Feng Qingyun, trying to find the key factor that triggered this upgrade, but to no avail.
The mystery was like an invisible barrier, looming over her heart and making her restless and unable to eat or sleep.
As dawn broke, Qin Qianluo rose. She sat before the mirror, her gaze somewhat unfocused, as her maid meticulously styled her hair.
The maid skillfully styled her long hair into an exquisite bun and inserted a hairpin symbolizing her status.
Every strand of hair was carefully styled, but it couldn't distract Qin Qianluo from Feng Qingyun's matter.
Then she put on an exquisitely embroidered court robe, which was decorated with intricate patterns in gold thread.
The light shimmered with a luxurious luster, which further accentuated her upright posture and extraordinary temperament.
She walked with steady steps through the long corridor and toward the solemn and dignified court.
Along the way, the morning breeze gently caressed her, carrying a slight chill, but it couldn't dispel the gloom in her heart.
In the imperial court, the ministers had already stood in neat rows according to their ranks, each with a respectful expression and dignified demeanor.
They were dressed in magnificent court robes, their garments fluttering in the breeze. Some looked calm and waited quietly for the court assembly to begin, while others frowned slightly, as if deep in thought.
As the eunuch's drawn-out, rhythmic "Attend court—" echoed slowly through the hall, everyone bowed in unison, and the court assembly officially began.
At first, everything was as usual, with ministers reporting on people's livelihoods and government affairs in various places in an orderly manner.
The emperor sat on the dragon throne, listening attentively, nodding occasionally or giving instructions. The only sounds in the court were the reports from the ministers and the footsteps of their footsteps.
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