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

Her thoughts, like a wild horse, instantly traversed the river of time, returning to those bygone years filled with memories.

She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, "This girl, even after experiencing countless ups and downs in the long river of time."

The pure and uninhibited nature in her bones remains as brilliant as a gemstone, unchanged.

Just like back then, she was so innocent and carefree that it made people feel endless joy and affection for her.

Su Jinyun, however, was both intrigued and somewhat surprised, her gaze fixed intently on Yaoguang's receding figure.

In the depths of her memory, over the years, Yao Guang has always been like a calm and serene mountain, presenting a composed and peaceful image to the world.

Like a deep, boundless lake, no matter how unpredictable the external world may be, it is difficult to stir even the slightest ripple on its calm surface.

Emotions are like treasures buried deep in the heart, not easily revealed.

However, today, she witnessed Yao Guang's childlike side firsthand, which surprised and amazed Su Jinyun.

It was as if a door to the mysterious world deep within Yao Guang's heart had been opened unintentionally, revealing a Yao Guang who was completely different yet incredibly real.

As Yao Guang departed, the camp seemed to be instantly enveloped by an invisible and heavy silence, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.

The air seemed to freeze solid by the sudden silence, becoming heavy and oppressive.

This silence, like a vast and boundless haze, weighed heavily on everyone's heart.

It was like an invisible mountain, making it hard to breathe, as if even breathing became difficult and heavy.

However, everyone was immersed in this suffocatingly heavy atmosphere.

No one noticed that on the other side of the tent, shrouded in shadow, Mu Yunxi was already in tears.

Like Su Jinyun, she had a keen understanding of Qin Qianluo's personality and character, and understood the deeper meaning behind every look and every action of Qin Qianluo.

She knew perfectly well in her heart that with Qin Qianluo's resolute, courageous, and inescapable character, this was the right thing to do.

Faced with such a critical and precarious situation, they would certainly make that choice without hesitation.

However, when she heard Qin Qianluo say those resolute words with her own ears, her heart felt as if it had been stabbed by an extremely sharp and icy knife.

The pain was like a surging tide, crashing against her heart wave after wave, penetrating to her very bones, as if trying to tear her heart apart inch by inch.

Every tear carried the boundless pain and helplessness deep within her heart, like a vast ocean.

They could only be allowed to flow uncontrollably like a flood breaking through a dam.

This excruciating pain was exactly the same as before; that profound sense of powerlessness once again overwhelmed her like a tidal wave, leaving her trapped in it.

It's as if you're trapped in a dark abyss, unable to escape, struggling in the mire of pain.

Qin Qianluo casually glanced sideways at the other side of the tent.

That gaze seemed casual, but the moment it touched the corner, a complex and almost imperceptible expression flashed across the depths of its eyes.

Like a faint candle flame that suddenly ignites and then quickly disappears in the cold night, she vanishes without a trace in the blink of an eye.

It turned into a long, drawn-out sigh, as if this sigh carried countless thoughts accumulated over the years, slowly overflowing from the depths of her chest.

She slightly turned her body, her gaze naturally falling on the several warehouses in her personal space.

Inside, it was completely full, piled high with grain, bag after bag, stack after stack, layer upon layer.

Like rolling golden mountains, it exudes a faint, comforting aroma of grains.

Over the years, thanks to the mysterious and unique power of space, the amount of grain produced has been astonishing, enough to feed the entire Zhaoning Kingdom for more than ten years.

Like a giant granary hidden in the world, it silently guards the stability of the country.

Long before leaving the capital, she had meticulously planned to secretly replace all the grain stored in the national granary without leaving a trace.

The grains nurtured in this space are of exceptional quality, possessing not only remarkable shelf life.

Even after the passage of time, it remains in perfect condition, and what's even more amazing is that it also has certain health benefits.

It's as if every grain of rice contains the vitality and life force of heaven and earth.

From the beginning, she was convinced that these grains were no ordinary items and would play a crucial role at critical moments.

But life is unpredictable, and unexpectedly, it ended up providing assistance to another country.

Fortunately, she made the decision to change immediately. After all, she was not a saint who had transcended the mortal world, and she inevitably had the selfish desires of a mortal.

It was truly reluctant to so easily bestow the food, which embodied countless efforts and the magical power of space, upon people of another country.

Moreover, the grains that were exchanged were left quietly in the space for several days, as if they had been gently baptized by the spiritual energy of the space, like treasures caressed by moonlight.

It has been subtly imbued with a touch of mysterious spirituality, and its quality is of the highest standard, making it a rare and exquisite item in the world.

At midnight, the whole world seemed to be shrouded in a deep and tranquil black veil, and all was silent.

Only the moonlight, like gentle silver threads, poured down from the sky, draping all things in the world in a dreamlike, silvery veil.

Qin Qianluo and Yao Guang were like elves of the night, their figures light and agile, like a silent breeze, quietly leaving the camp.

Their figures appeared so small in the moonlight, yet they possessed a steadfastness and composure that emanated from within, as if they had become one with the tranquil night.

Quietly weaving through the silent night, it's like a flowing, poetic painting.

Before long, they arrived at the place that had been carefully prepared.

Qin Qianlu stood still with a solemn expression, her eyes slightly closed, her thoughts spreading quietly in her heart like wisps of silk.

In an instant, a slight ripple, as if from the depths of time and space, accompanied it.

Grain from several warehouses surged out of the space like a tidal wave, yet was placed in its designated locations in an orderly fashion, as if meticulously arranged by an invisible giant hand.

These grains were the result of her careful consideration, and she decided to ship them to the neighboring countries after everything had settled down.

Qin Qianluo knew clearly that although Zhaoning Kingdom had the benevolent principle of helping all under heaven, it must not damage its own foundation due to momentary impulsive generosity.

In this ever-changing and unpredictable situation, the only way forward is to act within our means and assess the situation carefully.

Only in this way can we safeguard the peace and well-being of the country and its people; this is the true strategy for governing the country and ensuring its stability.

After confirming that nothing was missing and that every grain of food was in its proper place, the two quietly returned to the camp along the same route.

As Qin Qianluo walked, she gently waved her sleeves, gracefully and naturally brushing away the dust that had settled on her body, as if she were gently wiping away the traces left by this busy journey.

Back in front of the tent, she paused briefly, took a deep breath of the fresh night air, and slowly adjusted her breathing and emotions before tiptoeing into the tent.

Inside the tent, bathed in the soft moonlight, Qin Qianluo saw Su Jinyun lying quietly on a simple bed.

Like a water lily sleeping in the embrace of the night, tranquil and beautiful.

Her face, illuminated by the moonlight, glowed with a faint, milky sheen.

Like a fairy in a dream, she exudes a captivating tranquility and peace.

This scene was like a gentle and delicate hand, softly plucking the softest string in Qin Qianluo's heart.

Memories of the past surged into her mind like a tidal wave.

Those days and nights spent with Su Jinyun, every little detail, shine like dazzling stars in the sky of her memory, radiating a bright and warm light.

Her lips unconsciously curved upwards slightly, forming a gentle and affectionate smile.

His eyes were filled with tenderness and love, his gaze seemingly able to gently envelop everything in the world.

She carefully walked to the bedside and, as if cherishing the most precious and fragile treasure in the world, gently lay down on it.

Then, she slowly reached out her arm and gently pulled Su Jinyun into her embrace, her movements gentle yet firm, as if she wanted to protect her tightly within the depths of her own life.

At that moment, it was as if the whole world had suddenly fallen silent, and all the noise and disturbances were shut out from this warm embrace.

Only their even and soothing breathing and steady, powerful heartbeats remained, weaving together into a beautiful and moving melody.

She closed her eyes peacefully, feeling the warmth of the person in her arms, her heart filled with tranquility and contentment.

It was as if all the weariness and worries vanished like smoke in that moment of embrace.

Su Jinyun, though her eyelashes remained still, seemed to feel this warmth and reassurance in her sleep, and subconsciously wrapped her arms gently around Qin Qianluo's waist.

The two embraced tightly as they slept soundly through the night, as if time itself had paused for this warm and beautiful moment.

May this tranquility and beauty endure forever in the long river of time, never fading.

The next day, as the first rays of dawn, like soft silk threads, quietly slipped through the gaps in the tent and gently fell on Qin Qianluo's shoulders, she had already gotten up.

She was wrapped in a plain-colored long robe, the fabric of which was light and soft, swaying gently like ripples with every subtle movement she made.

Like clouds drifting leisurely in a gentle breeze, it exudes a graceful and ethereal quality.

Qin Qianluo's expression was calm as still water, but beneath that calmness, her eyes revealed a hint of determination and resolve.

Like an undercurrent hidden beneath a deep pool, though it appears calm on the surface, it contains immense power.

She led Feng Qingyun and Long Nanzhi into the ring space given to her by Xin Ziming, as if they were about to embark on a mysterious and unknown journey.

As soon as they stepped into the ring's space, it was as if they had traveled to a fantastical realm sealed by the dust of time.