Ning Chenyi fought against his physical weakness with all his might, like a warrior battling in a storm, putting on his best effort.
He felt as if he were in a turbulent ocean of thoughts, struggling to grasp at Xuan Ying's words, which were as subtle as the fluttering of a mosquito's wings.
Each syllable was like a faint lighthouse in the darkness, guiding him to maintain clear thinking amidst the chaos.
He blinked slowly, his eyelids seeming to be weighed down by a thick layer of lead.
Each blink required tremendous effort, yet it still steadfastly conveyed to Xuan Ying the signal that it had already understood.
Xuan Ying keenly noticed this subtle movement, as if afraid of disturbing the hidden danger in this silent space, and carefully released her hand from Ning Chenyi's mouth.
The movement was so gentle, as if afraid of shattering the most fragile glass in the world, and then the figure moved like a ghost.
Like a nimble black panther in the dark night, it once again leaped onto the dragon bed and instantly disappeared into the thick, inky shadows.
It seemed to blend perfectly into the darkness, disappearing without a trace, as if it had never existed.
On the surface, Ning Chenyi's expression was calm as still water, like a deep, undisturbed pool.
But his gaze was like a sharp blade concealing its edge, subtly sweeping towards the outside of the hall as if by accident.
With just that one glance, his heart felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, and a piercing pain instantly struck him.
He was acutely aware that the secret guards he had meticulously deployed and loyally protected inside and outside the palace had likely encountered an extremely dangerous situation and were most likely in grave danger.
Those resolute figures who are always by his side, vigilant and protecting him.
At this moment, he may be silently falling under the enemy's carefully laid trap, never to rise again to fulfill his sacred duty of protecting him.
Even the loyal eunuch Li was probably already dead by now.
However, this is not the time to wallow in grief; the situation is as critical as a wildfire raging across the land.
It was spreading with lightning speed, leaving him no room for sentimentality or complacency; every second was a matter of life and death.
Soon, with his keen insight, he was like a hound with a sharp sense of smell, instantly detecting the extremely subtle fluctuation of energy above the beam.
Like a wisp of smoke in the darkness, it was clear that the enemy was hiding there.
From Xuan Ying's helpless choice to hide above the dragon bed, Ning Chenyi instantly sketched out the current critical situation in his mind.
It can be deduced that Xuan Ying must have encountered an insurmountable predicament.
Surrounded by these formidable dangers, like an iron barrel, it was impossible to escape the Hall of Mental Cultivation, which was like a huge and terrifying cage fraught with peril.
Ning Chenyi's mind was like a high-speed, precision machine, with various thoughts and countermeasures colliding and combining rapidly like spinning gears.
Without making a sound, he slowly slipped his hand inside the dragon bed, the movement as gentle as a spring breeze gently brushing against delicate flower petals.
They were afraid that even the slightest movement would alert the enemy lurking in the shadows.
At the same time, he gently raised his other hand, using an extremely subtle gesture that only the royal guards would understand, to signal Xuan Ying to come down.
Just then, accompanied by an extremely faint sound of a mechanism turning, it was as if a giant beast that had been sleeping for a long time in ancient times was quietly awakened, emitting a low and mysterious groan.
A hidden passage, just large enough for one person to pass through, slowly appeared inside the dragon bed.
The secret passage was filled with an old and mysterious atmosphere, an atmosphere that seemed to be the taste of time, mixed with long-sealed historical memories.
It's as if it's telling the world those unknown secrets from bygone years.
Upon seeing this, a flash of surprise and determination crossed Xuan Ying's eyes, like a spark suddenly igniting in the darkness.
Without the slightest hesitation, he quickly got off the dragon bed, his movements as nimble as a cheetah darting through the jungle, and without hesitation disappeared into the secret passage.
This secret passage, in fact, came about because of Qin Qianluo.
Back then, when the Empress Dowager lived in the Summer Palace, Qin Qianluo was like a curious elf who had stumbled into a mysterious garden.
By chance, I stumbled upon a path hidden among lush flowers and rugged rocks.
Further exploration along this winding path led to an unexpected secret passage leading to the Empress Dowager's sleeping quarters.
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