His innermost thoughts were revealed, and he ventured into a fictional dynasty with the system.

Ning Chenyi's face was ashen, his expression as solemn as an iceberg about to collapse, taking in every fleeting change in the expressions on everyone's faces.

His heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, his internal organs twisted into a knot, and a turbulent mix of emotions churning within him.

He slowly closed his eyes, his thick, long eyelashes trembling slightly like withered leaves in the wind, as he tried his best to suppress the deep sorrow and anger surging within him like a tsunami.

Each tremor seemed to be a desperate struggle against the surging tide of grief and anger.

When I opened my eyes again, they were filled with an overwhelming sense of grief, like a deep, dark pool where endless sorrow surged within.

He took a deep breath, but his breath trembled slightly like a candle flickering in the wind, as if he had mustered all his strength and immense courage.

Only then did he slowly recount the matter of receiving the confidential document, in a tone so heavy it seemed to crush the air.

Upon hearing this, Qin Qianlu felt as if a deafening roar had exploded in her mind, like a thunderbolt of unparalleled power, carrying the force to destroy the world.

The deafening roar seemed to shatter her entire world in an instant. She felt as if she had been struck by a massive hammer.

It felt as if my soul had been shaken out of my body, my mind went blank for a moment, and all my thoughts and consciousness seemed to have been blasted to ashes by the thunder in that instant.

Her legs felt as if all the tendons and strength had been removed, as limp as cooked noodles.

His body swayed uncontrollably, like a leaf falling in a gale, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

Su Jinyun caught a glimpse of Qin Qianluo's unusual behavior out of the corner of her eye, and her heart instantly leaped into her throat as if punched by a heavy fist. Her eyes were filled with panic and worry, like a frightened bird.

Without thinking, almost instinctively, she quickly reached out her hands and steadily supported Qin Qianluo's swaying, frail body.

Su Jinyun's beautiful eyes were already filled with sorrowful tears, like dewdrops trembling on lotus leaves in the early morning.

Those tears were filled with heartache for Qin Qianluo and sorrow for this cruel reality.

Qin Jiyuan was struck as if by an overwhelming, invisible force. His body swayed violently, and he staggered, almost losing his balance.

His eyes were filled with confusion and resistance, as if he was unwilling to accept the nightmare-like reality before him.

He involuntarily shook his head, as if trying to shake the terrible news out of his mind, muttering to himself incessantly.

His voice trembled with despair, like the low growl of a wounded beast: "No, this can't be real... something must be wrong... this isn't real..."

His body seemed to have been drained of all its supporting energy, like a building whose foundation had been hollowed out.

It went limp uncontrollably, and all its strength vanished without a trace in that instant.

Just as Qin Jiyuan was about to fall straight to the ground and make intimate contact with the hard ground, the officials behind him reacted with lightning speed.

Like a black arrow, she rushed forward with lightning speed and steadily supported him.

The official's movements were swift and powerful, as if he were wrestling with fate to prevent Qin Jiyuan from falling heavily and suffering pain.

The once bustling hunting ground, filled with laughter and vitality, now seemed to have time cruelly paused, and the whole world stood still at this moment.

The silence was unsettling, as if even the air itself had frozen.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden, devastating news, as if they had been frozen in place by a strange spell.

Shock and grief were written on everyone's face; their mouths were slightly open, but no sound came out.

The air seemed to be filled with a thick, suffocating haze, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Sorrow, like an invisible and cold tentacle, spreads silently yet irresistibly into everyone's heart, tightly binding them, making it impossible to break free.

Qin Qianluo leaned weakly against Su Jinyun, her eyes empty and lifeless, as if she had lost all focus, like a stagnant pool without the slightest ripple.

She still refused to believe what she was hearing; this cruel reality felt like a nightmare from which she could never wake up.

She subconsciously and anxiously questioned Feng Qingyun in her heart, her voice filled with pleading and expectation, as if she had grasped the last straw.

"This can't be real, right? Rainbow Dash, tell me this is all just a nightmare, tell me... You must have a way to prove this isn't real..."

At this moment, Feng Qingyun was also filled with self-blame and grief, her heart was being torn apart as if she were being cut into a thousand pieces.

She quickly mustered all her strength to examine it, and saw that the booklet belonging to Qin Qianluo's uncle's family was covered in a dark gray color, a grayness like the shadow of death and sorrow, shrouding every page.

Normally, when such a tragic event occurs, the booklet should be reddish.

But she hadn't noticed this anomaly at all before, and now the regret in her heart was like a surging tide, almost drowning her.

She felt deeply guilty, thinking it was all her fault for being so careless.

If I had noticed this subtle change sooner, would my uncle's family have had a chance to escape this disaster?

She suppressed the excruciating pain in her heart, her voice trembling and choked with sobs, as if every word had taken all her strength.

With difficulty, he said, "Luo Bao, your uncle's family did indeed die for their country."

Seven days ago, the Kingdom of Jizi launched a fierce attack without any warning.

They attacked like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, their offensive was exceptionally fierce, and they caught everyone off guard like a sudden storm.

Although my uncle's family fought with all their might and displayed unparalleled bravery and tenacity, they were ultimately outnumbered and had to give up in less than half a day.

The situation was far too critical; it felt like the sky had fallen and the earth had collapsed in an instant. There wasn't even a chance to call for help. Everything happened so fast...

Now, my uncle's family's heads were mercilessly hung above the city gate by those cruel enemies, suffering endless humiliation... They... they died such a terrible death...

Feng Qingyun's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost a sob.

Qin Qianluo knew in her heart that the only way was to calm herself down quickly.

Only then could they find a glimmer of hope in this sudden, devastating disaster, and seek justice for their uncle's family.

She subconsciously bit her lower lip, her pearly teeth sinking deep into her soft lips with such force that it seemed she wanted to vent all her grief and anger in that one bite.

A touch of crimson, like a poignant red plum blossom in full bloom, slowly spread across her snow-white face.

The vibrant colors were just like the anger that was about to burst forth from the depths of her heart, yet she was forcibly suppressing it.

The stinging pain was like a heavy hammer blow, striking her nearly broken nerves.

Forcibly dispel the chaos and grief that loomed over my heart like dark clouds, and awaken the reason that was teetering on the edge of despair.

In the past, she always exuded a gentle, spring-like aura, soft and pleasant.

It seems to carry the fragrance of blooming flowers, or like a babbling brook under the warm sun, bringing warmth and peace wherever it goes, making people feel as if they are bathed in a spring breeze.

However, at this moment, this aura seemed to be subjected to the biting cold of the dead of winter, cooling down rapidly at a chilling speed.

The originally gentle airflow has now turned as cold as ice, like a cold current overflowing from an ancient ice cellar, exuding a bone-chilling cold.

It seemed to freeze everything around it, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to freeze, making a faint "crackling" sound.

Her chest heaved violently, like a surging sea, and the anger surging in her heart like a volcanic eruption was about to break through the last line of reason.

The raging fire of anger, like a raging inferno, seared her internal organs.

Her skin trembled slightly with rage, and every nerve groaned in pain, driven by fury.

But she knew perfectly well that anger at this moment was nothing more than a poison that would only throw her off balance, and was completely useless.

Only by calming down and thinking carefully like a wise hunter, peeling back the layers, can we find the truth hidden in the darkness.

To avenge my uncle's family and make those evildoers pay the price they deserve.

She took a deep breath, the air carrying the chill of winter, flowing down her throat and into her lungs, trying to gradually bring her chaotic thoughts together.

She slowly closed her eyes, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly, as if resisting the cruel reality before her.

In her mind, various scenes of her uncle guarding the border flashed by like a revolving lantern.

The tall and sturdy city walls, like a winding and coiled dragon, silently guard the peace of the country.

Each brick seems to tell a story of the vicissitudes of time and perseverance. It should have been an indestructible bulwark against foreign enemies, making them hesitate to advance.

The fine weapons were neatly arranged in the warehouse, gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

Each item carries the powerful force of protecting the country and is a strong guarantee for defending the territory.

And those powerful cannons, like sleeping giants, lay dormant, yet should have roared like thunder.

It intimidated the enemy with overwhelming force, making them dare not even have the slightest thought of invading.

Such an impregnable defense line, like an indestructible fortress, how could it be so easily breached by the Kingdom of Jizi in an instant?

There must be some unknown, chilling, and earth-shattering secret hidden within.

Immediately, she anxiously asked Feng Qingyun in her heart. Although she tried her best to keep her voice calm, it still revealed a hint of urgency and seriousness that she could not hide.

It was as if every word carried an immense weight, and the slightest misstep would crush her last hope.

"Yun Dash, what heinous means did the Kingdom of Jizi use to breach the city gates?"

I remember clearly that the border guarded by my uncle was well-equipped with military weapons, and had a full range of artillery.

Both in terms of quantity and power, they are virtually indestructible.

But now, it has crumbled in an instant, ending up in such a tragic state.

Was it that our side had a despicable and shameless traitor who sold out their master for personal gain, or did the Kingdom of Jizi have some other insidious and cunning scheme that was impossible to guard against?

Qin Qianluo slowly opened her eyes, her once clear and bright eyes now shrouded in a layer of gloom.

His eyes gleamed with a sharp, eagle-like light, a resolute determination to uncover the truth and exact revenge.

It seems to pierce through layers of fog, strike at the core of the truth, and expose the evil hidden in the darkness.