Then, she straightened her back, her posture as upright as a pine tree, and her eyes gradually became firm and sharp, radiating a chilling light.
He then said coldly, "Yaoguang! Go to my sister's cloth shop as quickly as possible and ensure her safe return."
If we encounter any suspicious persons or emergencies, we must do everything in our power to ensure my sister is unharmed!
The blazing sun hung high in the sky, its scorching rays pouring unhindered into the courtyard. The stone pavement was scorching hot, and even the surrounding air seemed to distort slightly, steaming with a sweltering heat.
Yao Guang knelt on one knee, her back straight, her hands folded on her lap. Upon hearing her master's command, she immediately leaned forward and bowed respectfully, replying, "Yes, Master."
The moment she finished speaking, her clothes fluttered wildly with her movement, creating a small gust of air.
Immediately afterwards, her figure shot off into the distance like a white lightning bolt.
In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the horizon, leaving only a fleeting afterimage that merged into the blazing sunlight.
Qin Qianluo, dressed in a gorgeous gown, sat gracefully on a stone bench in the courtyard, the sunlight shining freely upon her, yet she remained completely unaware.
Her eyes, like twinkling stars in the night sky, were fixed firmly on the light screen.
The light screen emitted a faint glow, clearly reflecting the image in her eyes.
Every move Qin Qianyu made was captured without any omission in the footage.
She stared intently, not missing a single subtle movement or fleeting expression.
Only when she saw Yaoguang successfully reunite with her sister did her tense shoulders suddenly relax.
Her previously rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.
She raised her hand and rubbed her sore brow, as if to dispel the fatigue accumulated during the long wait, and then gently asked Feng Qingyun to turn off the light screen.
She stood up and subconsciously raised her hand to straighten her already neat and wrinkle-free clothes.
Her fingertips gently brushed against the embroidered patterns on her collar, as if this simple action could give her more strength and confidence.
After tidying up, she walked steadily toward the room where Qimeng was.
Each step was steady and firm, the soles of the shoes gently rubbing against the hot stone floor, making a soft "rustling" sound.
Reaching the door, she raised her hand and gently pushed it open.
In an instant, the warm but not scorching afternoon sunlight, like a spirit that had been imprisoned for a long time and finally regained its freedom, joyfully poured in.
The breeze seemed to be infected by the cheerful atmosphere, and it followed the sunlight into the room, quietly dispelling the last trace of stuffiness and bringing a touch of comfort.
Sunlight streamed through the carved window lattice, casting dappled shadows on the bed, and Qimeng found herself right in the center of this play of light and shadow, appearing and disappearing in the shadows.
She was born with stunning beauty, her skin as white as snow, as delicate and smooth as mutton fat jade, and her eyes and brows exuded a lively and graceful charm, just like the blooming flowers in spring.
Bathed in this soft light, she looked as beautiful as a fairy who had stepped out of a painting, exuding a captivating and gentle aura.
As soon as Qin Qianluo stepped into the room, she was deeply attracted by this scene and was momentarily dazed.
My mind went blank for a moment, as if everything in the world had lost its color, and only the beautiful dream before me radiated dazzling brilliance.
In a short while, she calmed herself down, stepped into the room, and unconsciously softened her steps, afraid of disturbing this beautiful moment.
She slowly walked to the bedside, then sat down gently, her movements as soft as if afraid of disturbing a beautiful dream.
Her gaze remained fixed on Qimeng's face the entire time, observing her slightly pale complexion, like a flower touched by frost in winter, its beauty tinged with a hint of weariness.
The concern in his eyes grew stronger, and his gaze unconsciously softened, as if it could drip water.
Qi Meng was lying quietly on the bed when she saw Qin Qianluo come in. A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes at just the right moment. Her eyes were like those of a frightened fawn, full of innocence and purity.
After the initial surprise, she instinctively struggled to get up and bow.
She braced herself against the bed with both hands, trying to sit up, but as soon as she moved, a sharp pain shot through her wound, causing her to groan softly.
Qin Qianlu reacted quickly, reaching out to press her down gently, afraid of hurting her in the slightest, and whispered, "Don't move, be careful not to reopen the wound."
Then, Qin Qianluo spoke softly and gently, like a spring breeze, saying slowly, "Today, I am fortunate that Miss Qimeng sacrificed herself to shield my elder sister from a fatal blow."
This great favor is something I will never forget, and I owe the young lady an immense debt of gratitude.
Miss, just focus on recuperating at the Left Prime Minister's residence and don't overexert yourself.
Everything here is taken care of by dedicated staff. The daily meals are carefully prepared, nourishing and delicious; the medicinal herbs used are also of the highest quality, helping the girl recover as quickly as possible.
Young lady, please relax and focus on recuperating. Once you have fully recovered, please do not hesitate to ask me for anything, no matter how small.
"As long as it is within my power, I will certainly do it for you, young lady. Whether it's a rare treasure or helping you fulfill your wish, I will never break my word."
覃芊落话音落下，周身的气场稍缓，她并未急于移开视线，双眸仿若一泓深不见底的幽潭，静静地凝视着绮梦。
那眼神中带着探寻，又满含关切，仿佛试图透过表象，洞悉对方内心最深处的情绪。
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