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At Princess Manor, a tall and handsome youth arrived—Yun Lingchuan.
Yun Qingyu's gentle and familiar demeanor stirred a sense of crisis within Xin Yao, who had been silently guarding nearby. It felt as if a stone had been thrown into a calm lake, sending ripples across the surface.
More importantly, when Yun Qingyu went to meet the young man, she did not allow Xin Yao to accompany her but left him outside the door, which only heightened Xin Yao's unease.
Xin Yao stood quietly at the entrance like a statue, his brows slightly furrowed. His eyes revealed confusion and anxiety, shrouded in a mist of uncertainty.
He could not understand why his master wanted to meet this young man alone. It felt as though a heavy stone pressed down on his heart, creating a suffocating discomfort that made it hard to breathe. Unconsciously, a hint of hostility surfaced in his gaze as he fixed his eyes on the closed door, as if he could see through it to discern every movement inside. He leaned slightly forward, hoping that this would bring him closer to the truth.
Inside the room, Yun Lingchuan knelt down with a thud, his movements crisp and decisive. His expression was solemn as he performed the ceremonial bow with utmost respect, his forehead touching the ground with a muffled sound: "Subordinate Yun Lingchuan pays respects to Her Highness, may you live long!"
Yun Qingyu sat gracefully in her chair, slightly raising her hand in an elegant gesture: "Get up; you arrived quite quickly." There was a hint of appreciation in her tone, and her eyes sparkled with satisfaction.
Yun Lingchuan smiled faintly, revealing two shallow dimples. His smile was as radiant as sunlight, filled with loyalty and determination: "Subordinate received Your Highness's message and rushed over without delay. Your Highness's important matters are my mission. Although I have long known that you would face great tribulations at eighteen, I have made all necessary preparations. I intended to protect you through your soul's rebirth. However, since your spirit departed your body, His Majesty has been anxiously awaiting news of you day and night."
As he spoke, he slightly raised his head to look at Yun Qingyu, concern evident in his bright and steadfast eyes.
"Now that we know the little princess of Dongling is within Western Qi Princess, both His Majesty and the War King are preparing to come over. However, the journey between our two nations is long and may take some time."
Yun Lingchuan continued, worry flashing across his eyes as he furrowed his brow slightly, concerned about potential complications along the way.
Yun Qingyu frowned slightly, her tone tinged with dissatisfaction: "Who allowed them to come?"
Yun Lingchuan was taken aback, his body stiffening slightly as he hurried to explain, "Both masters are worried about His Highness and rushed over to confirm that he is safe and sound. However, the Emperor is currently tied up with court affairs and cannot leave. It is likely that the War King will arrive first."
Hearing this, Yun Qingyu nodded slightly, her chin tilting ever so gently. "There's no rush; the Second Prince just needs to arrive in Western Qi before July."
A hint of calculation flickered in her eyes, a glimmer of light passing through them.
Yun Lingchuan fell into a brief silence, his gaze deepening as if he were contemplating something significant.
The military strength of Dongling was immensely powerful, unmatched by other nations. It loomed like a towering mountain, making others look up in awe, its formidable military might seemingly capable of changing the very colors of the heavens and the earth.
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