The girl's face, under the moonlight, was as white as snow, with a faint halo of light around her. Yuan Qi shook her shoulders tightly, but felt cold to the touch, as if he had grasped a handful of ice.

  In the fragrance of the prairie's 'flowers', a faint scent of blood was mixed in, and under this quiet night with a bright moon, it seemed even more mysterious and inexplicable.

  Yuan Qi gazed at her, but saw Chen 'Lu' slowly raise her head, and in her eyes was an unmistakable icy killing intent.

  Those eyes, as soon as they came into contact with his, awakened from their stagnation, and a wave of light flashed, unlike the usual calmness, but rather a deep, dark blue that seemed bottomless.

  The young woman's eyes narrowed into a line like a cat, and the mysterious blue became even more prominent. She stared straight at the emperor, no longer with her usual courtesy and etiquette.

  Yuan Qi only felt that under the demon's 'dazzling' light, there was something invisible that made his heart ache slightly - it was a dull pain, like being cut by a blunt knife again and again.

  "What's wrong with you?"

  He asked another question, and on his handsome face, that calm and collected demeanor was finally torn apart.

  The young woman held a long sword, standing quietly by the river, and did not utter a word in response. The surging resentment and venom in her chest burst forth like an ice river breaking its dam, rushing straight through. She gazed at this familiar yet strange face, with a strong desire to kill rising up, but that one point of clarity on her spiritual platform forced her to suppress it strongly.

  Yuan Qi didn't even realize that she had already walked through the Ghost Gate, and saw a strand of bright red dripping from her sleeve. She hastily pulled it open to take a look, only to find a knife wound, which wasn't deep at first but had burst open due to her intense physical activity.

  He looked around and found nothing else, so he had to tear off a corner of his own wide sleeve, hastily bandaged it, and still ended with a beautiful butterfly knot.

  He recalled the last time 'Lu' had teased him and hoped she could make him smile again this time.

  Yi Ren's arm, like jade, suddenly withdrew from his grasp, rendering it a chilling white. The morning dew ignored his urgent cries and the wound bursting open once more to bleed profusely. With several swift movements, she reached the other side of the river, where an endless expanse of emerald green stretched out before her.

  The soft, gentle light of the moon illuminates the world, making it a vast and serene expanse. With her long sword in hand, its cold glow flashing, the years of accumulated melancholy and boundless sorrow ferment under the moonlight, transforming into an exquisite and peerless technique that seems to swallow the sun and moon itself!

  Under the vast sky and bright moon, a lone figure dances with his sword at will. The moon casts its shadow as he moves, and the man follows his heart's desire. In an instant, heaven and earth are swept up in this spectacle, the wind and thunder stirring wildly, the trees and grass trembling with fear.

  Under this bright moon and starry sky, the blockages in the heart of Chen Lu, like floating ice falling from the stars, are washed away in the long river of history.

  The Qin dynasty's bright moon, the Han dynasty's passes... How can these eternal things understand the twists and turns of human life?

  The broken Loulan will never return... This was her long-cherished wish, but it only turned into a mirage. One pillow, the yellow beam is ripe, only she is left, in this vast and empty space.

  Genki!!!!!

  She silently screamed out this name of deep hatred from her heart----

  Is it because of such a ridiculous reason that you gave me a cup of tea?

  We knew and trusted each other, but in the end, it has come to this - suspicion and distrust.

  You clearly know... what I value is not the picturesque landscape, but after the sea and rivers are clear, to be able to hold hands with you in a field of flowers, growing old together without parting.

  You're so enamored with your own throne, and yet you're so suspicious of me...

  She held a sword in her hand with an aura like a rainbow. With a loud crash, she cut down all the grass and trees within a radius of several feet.

  Well then, since it's come to this, I'll seize the world and wipe out your family...

  You'd better stay under the nine springs and watch carefully!

  Until the sky was about to brighten, the riverbank finally returned to calmness. After the water ripples subsided, a figure flashed back to this bank.

  Morning 'dew' a body of coldness, under the calm, like a fierce flame, will burn everything in this world to ashes.

  "Are you feeling better?"

  A clear and loud male voice suddenly sounded from behind him----

  Yuanyu stood quietly, his whole body wet with dew, showing that he had been waiting all night.

  He gazed deeply, as if with a thousand questions, but in the end said nothing. "It's almost dawn, let's go back to our quarters and rest!"

  After a long while, he finally said this sentence.

  The limpid 'dew' water moistened his temples, his straight eyebrows slightly furrowed, full of melancholy and hidden worries, but ultimately, it only turned into this plain sentence.

  Suddenly, Chen Lü had a chill, and the world in this dimly lit dawn instantly lost its splendor. The warmth in the emperor's eyes now seemed piercing to him. After Sun Ming passed through the Xihua Gate in his guard uniform, there were people waiting to receive him, who took him all the way to Qiu Yun.

  "Qū Tǒng Lǐng, Shèng Yì Rú Hé?"

  Translation: "Gong Tongling, what is the sacred will?"

  Sun Ming was dull but not stupid, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he quickly asked the key question.

  "The emperor's intention is to let us take our hands off and do it."

  Yu Yun gazed quietly at the heavy rain outside the window and said casually.

  "In that case, I'll take great pains to get it done!"

  Sun Ming's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and his face revealed a few strands of savage fury, completely different from his usual calm demeanor: "These old masters have always been ruthless and merciless, now that they've touched the dragon's reverse scales, it's inevitable that we'll have to clean them up one by one."

  Gufeng gazed at him occasionally revealing his ruggedness, knowing that this military-born husband had truly become angry.

  Sun Ming continued: "Then it's Jing Wang, if he stays at home and behaves himself, I'll respect him as the king's brother. If he still has any unusual thoughts, then we'll have to ask the Ministry of Rites to invite him over for a chat."

  Gu Yun heard him move with true anger and immediately responded: "General, if you act like this, what will you do if Jing Wang counterattacks?"