Her thoughts were a tangled mess, a jumble of ideas flashing through her mind like a tidal wave.
Yet they have been unable to find a perfect solution, like a traveler groping in the dark, unable to find a way forward.
Pei Yanci also had a serious expression, his brows furrowed so tightly they resembled two mountains about to collide, as if he wanted to lock all his worries between those furrowed brows.
He fell into deep thought, as if he were in a maze shrouded in mist and fraught with danger, trying to find the exit that could guide him.
If we rashly send Xuan Ying back to the palace, will it alert Ning Chenxing, thus causing a blunder and triggering an even more frantic counterattack from the enemy?
After all, Ning Chenxing's whereabouts are currently uncertain, like a ghost hiding in the darkness, his movements are mysterious.
No one knows what other insidious and cunning methods he may be hiding that are difficult to guard against.
In this uncertain and crisis-ridden situation, any decision could be like walking on thin ice.
The slightest misstep could lead to unexpected consequences, resulting in total defeat and plunging everyone into an abyss of despair.
Therefore, we must be extremely cautious. Every decision must be carefully considered and weighed against its pros and cons, like dancing on a knife's edge, where no mistakes are allowed.
In this farm shrouded in the deep darkness of night, time seems to march on like a rapid drumbeat.
The approaching hour of Mao (5-7 AM) felt like a heavy mountain, pressing down on everyone and making it hard to breathe.
Su Jinyun's hand, which had been unconsciously tapping the table, finally stopped slowly at this critical moment, as if she were engaging in a silent battle with time.
She tilted her head slightly, her delicate face showing a solemn expression with an undeniable determination. She gently opened her lips, her voice soft yet seemingly carrying a power that pierced through the darkness.
The message carried clearly through the quiet air: "Xuanying, you should return to the palace to protect His Majesty."
This sacred spring water, part of it is to be given to the Empress; the rest you may keep for yourself, in case of need.
As she spoke, Su Jinyun slowly raised her hand, her movements gentle and cautious, as if afraid of disturbing the tense atmosphere.
She carefully took out two exquisite jade bottles from her bosom.
This jade bottle is carved from a rare and exquisite piece of jade. Its texture is warm and delicate, and it feels warm to the touch, as if it has a life of its own.
In the dim light, the jade bottle refracted a soft and enchanting glow, like two warm and lustrous pearls fallen to earth.
They exude an understated yet luxurious aura, as if telling a story of the important mission they carry.
This was something Qianlu had specifically told her to carry with her at all times, in case of any unforeseen emergencies.
Unexpectedly, it actually came in handy at this moment, as if it were a preordained arrangement.
Upon hearing this, Xuan Ying's expression instantly hardened, and a hint of determination and resolve flashed in his eyes.
He strode forward, his steps steady and powerful, and respectfully accepted the jade bottle with both hands as if it were a weighty object.
Holding that jade bottle in my hand, I felt as if I could sense the responsibility and expectations it contained.
He nodded slightly, his head almost parallel to the ground, and replied in a low but firm voice, "Yes."
Although the voice was not loud, it conveyed a determination to face death without flinching, as if declaring to heaven and earth his loyalty to his mission.
Before he finished speaking, he vanished like a black gust of wind, disappearing into the vast darkness of the farm in an instant.
Time was pressing, like a bowstring about to snap; every second felt like a heavy hammer, striking everyone's hearts relentlessly.
If there is any further delay, it may be time for the court session.
At that time, the imperial court will surely be rife with undercurrents, with various forces intertwined, making the situation even more unpredictable and difficult to control.
Therefore, he had to race against time to get back to the palace as quickly as possible.
Because every minute and every second is related to His Majesty's life and safety, and to the direction of the entire situation.
After Xuan Ying's ghostly figure completely disappeared into the vast night, Su Jinyun slowly turned her head, her gaze as sharp as an incomparably sharp sword, looking directly at Xuan Yu.
Her eyes revealed composure and determination, as if they could see through all difficulties and challenges.
When he spoke again, his tone was authoritative and unquestionable, and he said, word by word, "Xuan Yu, take this token to find the Shadow Guard Commander."
When you meet him, first verify his identity, then let him lead you to see the people of Chiwen Si.
Remember, never reveal yourself before your identity is confirmed.
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