Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

It had only been six hours since the morning court session ended and the sun had set. Shen Jin shouldn't have worried about Xiao Jiangran. Since this man had dared to disobey her orders and escape from Qi Guang Hall, he deserved to lose her protection.

But she held up her head and asked herself in confusion: Why did you give him your sword?

Luo Shou watched the sun gradually sinking into the horizon. A glimmer of light passed through the window lattice and fell on her desk. It had already moved an inch, but the memorials on the table remained on the page that had been marked, untouched for a long time. She often wondered why she could kill enemies with just a sword and understand the art of war just by leading an army. She pondered over it, but she couldn't understand it, so she could only blame it on her natural talent, an innate knowledge.

But in her dreams, another name often appeared, Shen Jin.

Shen Jin's features were unclear, even her figure shrouded in a hazy halo. She always appeared in her dreams, standing or lying, but never speaking. It wasn't until Xiao Jiangran appeared that the Shen Jin in her dreams finally took on some semblance of life.

She often said incomprehensible things to her, her tone was faint, but one could taste pity and compassion.

She said, "Let it go. You can start over."

Luo Shou knew that she was talking about the crumbling dynasty she had carried on her shoulders. But how could she let it go?

Even if her Daluo exhausted her last bit of blood and essence, she would let her decaying flesh and blood become the nourishment of Daluo. As long as there are descendants who carry on her will, the empire will never fall!

After that, Shen Jin never appeared again, as if he was disappointed in her and refused to enter her dreams again.

The sudden emptiness was indescribable. She admitted that for a long time, she regarded Shen Jin as her exclusive property, and even thought that she was Shen Jin.

The sunset becomes more vivid.

The orange-red light shone on her face, and for the first time, the color of light appeared in her deep black eyes.

Shen Jin raised his head and looked precisely at the subordinate who came forward to report.

He was dusty and exhausted, yet his face was filled with unconcealed joy. This man, considered her trusted confidant, had always remained expressionless, but now his smile was practically reaching the sky. His armor was stained with dust, and even his hair was tangled and tumbled behind him, like a defeated general.

"you lose."

Shen Jin sat up straight with confidence.

"Yes, Your Highness! I lost to her. You don't know that I was defeated in just ten moves."

The subordinate covered his face and gasped, "He just doesn't understand the situation. It's clearly a duel, but he hit me in the face with every move. If I hadn't dodged quickly, Your Highness, your most handsome subordinate would have been disfigured."

Shen Jin coughed and scolded, "You are so ignorant and inexperienced. You were beaten like this, why don't you just go down and practice more?"

"Yes!"

After everyone left, the Qi Guang Hall returned to peace.

This result seemed natural, Shen Jin thought, and took out the blank imperial edict.

Just as I was about to pick up my pen, I heard a voice coming from the door: "Your Highness, are you worried about him and blaming me for being so reckless?"

The gate of Qi Guang Hall was closed by great force, and just as the last ray of setting sun fell to the bottom of the mountain, night fell as expected.

Xiao Jiangran leaned against the door frame, his expression unclear, and it was unknown how long he had been standing there.

Shen Jin:......

"I thought Your Highness gave me your sword so that I could win more beautifully."

He still had a violent temper in him and held his sword between the two of them.

Shen Jin ignored his sword and looked up at Xiao Jiangran: "Are you injured?"

Just four words can calm people down.

"I dare not. We have to go out to fight tomorrow. How can I lead the army while injured?"

Shen Jin put down the imperial brush: "Are you so sure that I will let you go?"

Shen Jin lifted his chin, but could only see her own reflection in his eyes.

"I don't know your origins or your purpose. How can I hand over the army to you?"

For the first time, Shen Jin put some distance between them.

Xiao Jiangran lowered his head, his long hair covering his eyes: "Your Highness, don't you believe me?"

Shen Jin said nothing.

So Xiao Jiangran grabbed her wrist and approached her: "But Your Highness, you can only trust me."

"Your Highness, do you want to bet?"

Xiao Jiangran's eyes were burning, like a blazing fire: "Bet me, I came here because of you, and I will fulfill all your wishes."

He stepped back a little, and then returned to his gentlemanly appearance, his smile as bright as a spring flower. He spoke each word with great emphasis: "If you need a reason..."

"Your Highness, I fell in love with you at first sight."

"Then it sounds like I shouldn't have let you go." Shen Jin didn't panic, but straightened the wrinkled corners of his clothes.

"why?"

"Reluctant to part with it."

Shen Jin grasped the sword on the table. Xiao Jiangran wiped it clean, even washing the tassel hanging from the hilt.

"I don't have many." Shen Jin gripped the scabbard, making the back of his hand look even whiter. "There's only one like you..."

"Shouldn't you be detained in my Qiguang Palace?"

Xiao Jiangran didn't know what he was thinking about. He lowered his head and the tips of his ears turned red again.

He saw the appointment letter that Shen Jin had hidden under his sleeve. The last line read, "The commander's orders, if I were here in person, must not be disobeyed."

Muttering: "Your Highness's Qi Guang Palace is not the only one who has me."

Shen Jin stood up and walked to the other side of the sand platform: "If I lead the army in person, I will march to Cuijia Pass. Three battles will be enough to repel the enemy. I will be back within half a year."

Shen Jin estimated a relatively broad timeframe and then extended it to the future: "How about half a year? If you come back one day earlier than me, I'll let you drive one person away?"