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

Seeing this, Su Jinyun knew that Butler Mo was worried about Xuan Yu, so she gestured for him to speak directly. Butler Mo, seeing this, no longer hesitated and responded respectfully and clearly.

"Your Highness, everything in the capital has remained the same as before. People are living their lives as usual, and the streets are still bustling with activity."

We have not detected anything that directly threatens the Prince's Mansion or Your Highness.

However, the princess suddenly disappeared without warning a few days ago. This matter was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves and making everyone anxious.

The princess's bodyguards had come to the estate in a great hurry, looking quite anxious.

According to the guard, the entire capital city has been mobilized, from bustling streets and alleys to grand mansions and mansions.

Everywhere was filled with people searching for the princess.

Whether it was government officials, guards from the royal palace, or even chivalrous figures from the martial arts world, they all joined the search team.

The entire capital was thrown into considerable panic and tension.

Su Jinyun's face was solemn and her expression serious. She nodded slightly and looked at the butler with piercing eyes, her gaze revealing an undeniable calmness and decisiveness.

He said slowly, "Uncle Mo, that SUV is too conspicuous, like a bright fire in the dark, it's very easy to attract attention."

You must immediately arrange for people to conceal it properly, ensuring that no one notices even the slightest trace.

The steward's heart skipped a beat, knowing the matter was of great importance. He nodded hurriedly in agreement, accepted the order, and left in a hurry, his steps quick and firm, his figure disappearing into the night.

Afterwards, Su Jinyun, accompanied by the Emperor's secret guards and Xuan Ying, walked along the winding and secluded corridor.

In the dim, swaying light of the lanterns, I hurried toward Qin Qianluo's room.

Upon entering the room, the candlelight flickered gently, casting long shadows of the three people on the wall, like a mysterious and solemn painting.

Su Jinyun was the first to move to the table and sit down with a calm expression. The Emperor's bodyguard and Xuan Ying exchanged a glance, a hint of hesitation and conflict flashing in their eyes.

Normally, as a bodyguard, one should maintain a respectful and standing posture in front of the princess. To sit down openly like this is a transgression of the rules.

However, at this moment, the situation is extremely critical, like a hair's breadth away, and time is like sand rapidly slipping away in an hourglass.

Every minute and every second was as precious as gold, leaving them no room for hesitation or worry.

They knew that the most urgent task was to quickly come up with an effective solution to break the current complex predicament.

They knew very well that Ning Chenxing was no ordinary person; he was like a cunning wolf lurking in the depths of darkness.

Not only are their methods ruthless, but their minds are also as meticulous as a precise game of chess.

In just one day, he managed to secretly and stealthily transport an unconscious person to the distant border, despite the heavy surveillance in the capital.

Such astonishing and bizarre behavior must be backed by a series of unknown secret forces and a meticulously planned complex scheme.

Such tactics were enough to send chills down one's spine and make them realize that the enemy they were facing was no ordinary opponent, but an extremely troublesome and dangerous adversary.

Having just entered the capital, they were completely unaware of the situation within the palace, as if they were in a vast, boundless fog, surrounded by unknown dangers and traps.

They dared not act rashly, taking each step with extreme caution, as if walking on thin ice.

They were afraid that the slightest carelessness would trigger a hidden trap, alert the enemy, and cause unpredictable consequences.

After all, Ning Chenxing's actions were unpredictable and elusive, like a bottomless fog, making it impossible for people to see his true face and intentions.

No one knows what lies beneath this seemingly calm surface.

Just how vast and secretive a power has he quietly developed, and how many deadly traps and snares has he meticulously laid in the shadows?

Even Feng Qingyun, when faced with Ning Chenxing, was as if she were lost in a chaotic fog, completely clueless about his every move.

It was as if his actions were shrouded in an invisible and indestructible mysterious fog, and no matter how hard you tried to find out, you could not glimpse its secrets.

This situation is just like the mysterious and perplexing Jade Shadow that caused so much trouble back then.

At that time, Yu Ying possessed a divine stone that could seal Feng Qingyun's memories. With this mysterious and powerful force, she acted in a mysterious and unpredictable manner.

Like a ghost, its traces and intentions are difficult to discern.

Ning Chenxing is now relying on mysterious things that they don't yet understand, which undoubtedly adds many difficulties and variables to their actions.

This makes their path forward increasingly difficult and fraught with obstacles.

For this reason, they have to be extremely cautious. Every decision is like walking on the edge of a precipice. The slightest mistake could plunge them into an abyss of no return.

After all, this is not only about their own life and death, but also about the safety and well-being of many people, and there is no room for the slightest carelessness or negligence.

Every minor misjudgment can trigger a chain reaction, leading to a tragic outcome of total defeat.

They understood that they bore an incredibly heavy responsibility and had to give it their all in order to find a glimmer of hope in this thrilling contest.

Su Jinyun's heart felt as if it were being pierced by countless fine needles at the same time, or as if it were being clamped tightly by an iron clamp. Her anxious emotions were like a roaring beast.

It surged and raged in her heart, disturbing her peace of mind.

The capital city, a bustling metropolis that has witnessed countless power struggles and dramatic changes, now resembles a mysterious fortress shrouded in thick gloom.

Every inch of air was filled with unknown dangers and unpredictable mysteries.

The situation in the city is so complex that it's like a tangled mess. Every little thing can have far-reaching consequences, and a slight misstep could be like stepping into a minefield full of traps.

It could trigger a catastrophe in an instant, so she knew that under such circumstances, she must not make the slightest rash move.

However, if they continue to cut off contact with various forces in the capital.

It's like a lone boat adrift in the dark, boundless ocean, with no lighthouse to guide its way and no harbor to offer shelter.

This dragging on is clearly not a long-term solution; every tick of time is like a countdown clock.

As each minute and second passes, variables spring up like mushrooms after rain, and risks accumulate like a snowball.

Like a long-suppressed volcano, ready to erupt at any moment and devour everything, this sense of crisis made Su Jinyun restless.

Su Jinyun bit her lower lip tightly, her brows furrowed into a deep "川" shape, but her eyes revealed a do-or-die determination and resolve.

She weighed the pros and cons repeatedly in her mind, and countless possible scenarios and coping strategies flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

After a period of intense and frantic thought, she finally took a deep breath, the breath feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds, trying to calm her wildly beating heart.

She tried her best to dispel the anxiety that shrouded her heart like a dark cloud.

Her expression was as solemn as the sky before a storm, her tone steady and powerful, each word seemingly squeezed out from between her teeth.

"Xuanying, go to the Right Prime Minister's residence and tell Pei Yanci about this matter."

If we could invite him here to discuss important matters and inquire about the current situation in the capital, that would be best.

Upon hearing Su Jinyun's instructions, Xuan Ying was instantly filled with heavy hesitation.

He slightly raised his head, his gaze quietly falling on Su Jinyun. He saw that her eyebrows were tightly furrowed, like two tangled threads, filled with an unyielding worry.

The solemnity in his eyes suggested he was carrying an immense burden, clearly indicating that he was exhausted by the complex and tangled situation.

Xuan Ying hesitated, but as a bodyguard, it was his duty to make every decision with utmost care at this critical moment.

Xuan Ying slowly lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, casting a shadow that deeply concealed the conflicted and thoughtful look in his eyes.

A fierce storm was raging in his mind, and numerous thoughts surged like a tidal wave.

Whether Pei Yanci was trustworthy was a question that pierced Xuan Ying's heart like a sharp thorn, making it difficult for him to remain calm.

After pondering for a long time, Xuan Ying finally mustered up her courage and slowly spoke, her voice low and slightly hoarse, as if she were squeezing it out from the bottom of her heart: "Your Highness, can Pei Yanci be trusted?"

Su Jinyun was originally immersed in deep worry about the situation, as if she were in a chaotic world full of fog. When she heard Xuan Ying's words, she was slightly startled.

She slowly turned her head, looking at Xuan Ying with a gentle and profound gaze, her eyes revealing a complex expression of understanding, tolerance, and trust.

A moment later, the corners of her lips curved slightly, and a faint smile, like a flower quietly blooming under the warm spring sun, slowly emerged.

That smile was like the gentlest breeze, drifting slowly from the distant horizon and lightly skimming across the calm lake.

It ripples gently, like a dream, carrying a magical and powerful calming force.

Su Jinyun said softly, "Don't forget, Pei Yanci was originally cultivated by Qianluo."

Qianluo's judgment has always been reliable. Even if there's something wrong with him, with your abilities, you should be able to get away safely.

Xuan Ying's face was solemn and iron-like. He nodded slightly, his movements steady and decisive, just like a majestic mountain standing in the night, unmoving.

At this moment, the moonlight, like water, shone through the carved window lattice, gently falling on his resolute face like a thin veil, clearly outlining his well-defined profile.

The lines were like those carved by a knife and axe, cold and resolute, as if they were marks etched by time and mission, showing his tenacity and dedication as a secret guard.

Xuan Ying knew how arduous this mission was; it was like walking on a tightrope, and the slightest mistake would result in her being shattered to pieces.

Every detail and every action is related to success or failure, and to the life and safety of many people.

Therefore, he said no more, and when he turned around, his figure was as light and elusive as a ghost, without making the slightest sound.