He tilted the small jade bottle slightly and slowly fed the Emperor the spiritual spring water.
Seeing that the Emperor was still able to swallow and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, Xuan Ying's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was relieved a little.
He gazed intently at the Emperor, his eyes filled with concern and expectation, and fed the Emperor all the spiritual spring water from the small jade bottle.
Silently praying that the spiritual spring water would help the emperor's condition, like hoping for a glimmer of dawn in the darkness.
Hopefully, it can resolve this imminent crisis and bring the Emperor out of danger.
Xuan Ying carefully tucked the small, translucent jade bottle, which gleamed softly in the dim light, into her bosom and hid it away.
The moment his hand finished moving, his keen hearing instantly caught a very light and subtle sound of footsteps, which were silently approaching the inner room like a ghost.
The footsteps sounded like a night owl stealthily moving across a thick carpet. Although the sound was deliberately suppressed to the extreme, it was still so quiet in the Hall of Mental Cultivation that one could almost hear the echo of a heartbeat.
But it was like a dull, heavy hammer, striking Xuan Ying's already taut nerves again and again.
The situation was extremely critical, leaving Xuan Ying no room for hesitation or deliberation.
In an instant, his muscles tensed, like a cheetah poised to pounce. His body moved with lightning speed, like a black lightning bolt, and in the blink of an eye, he flipped over and hid on the dragon bed again.
Its movements were so swift and fluid, executed in one breath, that it seemed to blend perfectly into the inky darkness, leaving no sound and no trace whatsoever.
It was as if he were an inherent part of the shadows of the dragon bed, hidden within them from beginning to end.
Immediately afterwards, the figure, like a wisp of silent black smoke, entered the inner room.
His steps were extremely slow, each step as if he were afraid of disturbing the sleeping Grim Reaper.
His gaze, sharp and cold as a hawk's, fell directly upon the dragon bed.
With just one glance, seeing the emperor still lying quietly on the dragon bed, his chest rising and falling slightly, maintaining steady breathing, he seemed to be temporarily relieved.
The wariness in his eyes eased slightly, and he made no further unnecessary movements, showing no intention of getting closer to examine the situation.
Then, he turned slightly to the side, using the shadows cast by the walls and beams as cover, and lightly touched the ground with his feet.
With a swift, ghostly movement, like a black phantom, he once again leaped lightly and quickly onto the suspended beam.
Xuan Ying hid on the dragon bed, his eyes fixed on the figure who had changed positions. A hint of anger and helplessness flashed in his eyes, and an inexplicable rage welled up in his heart.
He cursed inwardly, "This guy, he really picked a tricky spot!"
At this moment, the figure was in a very troublesome position, located right at a corner of the suspended beam.
From its elevated position, it resembles a guardian in the darkness, perfectly positioned to take in the door to the inner room and every movement in the surrounding area.
Given such a perilous situation, it was no longer possible for Xuan Ying to sneak out of the inner room by taking advantage of the opponent's slight lapse in attention, as she had done before.
It was as if a once smooth path to survival had been abruptly cut off by the other party.
Xuan Ying's brows furrowed tightly, his thick eyebrows resembling two mountains about to collide, the deep furrows revealing his anxiety and helplessness.
His gaze fell once more on the emperor, who lay quietly on the dragon bed. Beneath that calm face lay countless unknown dangers.
At this moment, Xuan Ying's gaze inadvertently swept towards the window of the inner room, and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning: there might still be a glimmer of hope if he climbed out from there.
However, as soon as the idea came to mind, a sense of worry immediately arose in his heart.
The interior room has never had its windows opened, and the connection between the window frame and the window lattice remains unopened.
If you were to open the window abruptly, the creaking sound would undoubtedly be like a thunderclap in this otherwise vacuum-like, tranquil space.
This will instantly shatter the suffocating silence and alert the two figures.
If this happens, he will be trapped in a desperate situation, surrounded by enemies like a turtle in a jar, with no chance of escape.
Although he didn't think he would be trapped by the two of them, if he did, it would be like stirring up trouble and would definitely disrupt the princess's plans.
Xuan Ying felt as if her mind was a tangled mess, with a thousand thoughts intertwined.
For a time, even racking their brains, they couldn't come up with a good plan that would allow them to escape unscathed without revealing their whereabouts.
Every possible method flashed through his mind, but he had no choice but to reject them all due to various risks.
Meanwhile, the half-incense stick's time had quietly slipped away in an atmosphere of tension and anxiety.
The group of people who had rushed back from the Queen's palace were now anxiously hiding in the previously agreed-upon secluded spot.
They all looked tense, their faces solemn, their eyes filled with worry and unease, as if shrouded in a gloom.
They kept glancing anxiously in the direction of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, their eyes revealing deep concern for Xuan Ying's safety.
Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, all was still deathly silent, without any unusual sounds, the stillness making one feel uneasy.
This seemingly calm appearance, to some extent, means that Xuan Ying has not yet been discovered.
However, the anxiety in their hearts was like a raging fire, almost consuming their reason.
Their fists were clenched so tightly that their nails dug deep into their palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks, yet they were completely unaware of it.
At this moment, they could only suppress the surging unease in their hearts, forcibly restrain the urge to rush into the hall regardless of everything, and wait patiently.
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