Daxuan Kingdom, Seventh Year of Xuanjing.

Xiao Luming personally leads the campaign.

At the palace gates, all civil and military officials kneel to send him off.

The Supreme Emperor, the Empress Dowager, and a group of concubines are also reluctant to part.

Xie Qianyun and Xiao Luming are both wearing their campaign armor, looking valiant and clean-cut.

"Consort, you must take good care of yourself." Du Wenrou’s eyes are swollen from crying.

The consort just entered the palace less than half a year ago, how come she has to go to the border to fight!

Although every day with the consort is full of apprehension, once she leaves, what fun will the harem have?

"Consort, please make sure to take care of yourself..." Liu Le is also sobbing.

Since hearing the news that she would accompany Xiao Luming on the campaign, the concubines of the harem have been coming daily to her chambers to cry nonstop, making her feel like she might not return from this war.

"Alright, alright, I will take care of myself." Xie Qianyun comforted, "You all just wait in the palace for my return. Although His Majesty does not approve of you practicing martial arts, I think there’s nothing wrong with strengthening your body; I hope to see you all skilled in martial arts when I return."

"..." Consort, perhaps it’s best you don’t return.

"I’m leaving." Xie Qianyun saw that Xiao Luming had finished speaking with the civil and military officials and turned to leave.

"Consort." Du Wenrou embraced Xie Qianyun.

Such reluctance.

As if facing life and death parting.

Seeing Du Wenrou holding Xie Qianyun, the others too rushed over to hug her.

Xie Qianyun really couldn’t stand these women.

Are they really made of water?!

They even made her feel a bit emotional.

Xiao Luming glanced over to see his concubines hugging Xie Qianyun, crying as if she were dying.

For a moment, he even doubted who the true emperor was!

"Empress!"

Xiao Luming called her coldly.

Xie Qianyun pushed away the clingy concubines, "Alright, stop crying; I’ll bring you roasted chicken from the border when I return."

"..." Last time you and the Young Master ate it, you were both terribly sick and vomiting.

Xie Qianyun turned gracefully and walked towards Xiao Luming, whose face was as black as charcoal.

Xiao Luming gave Xie Qianyun a brief look, then mounted his warhorse.

Xie Qianyun followed suit and mounted the warhorse behind her.

A grand procession of troops, under the gaze of civil and military officials, set off mightily.

An Ning ultimately felt some reluctance.

Though she supported Luming’s decision.

She sighed, feeling helpless.

"Don’t worry." Xiao Jinxing quietly tightened his grip on An Ning’s hand, "Luming will take good care of himself."

An Ning gently leaned her head on Xiao Jinxing’s shoulder.

At any time, Xiao Jinxing would become her strongest support, providing her a sense of security.

...

Heading to the border, the road is long.

Upon reaching the first station, Xiao Luming dismounted and immediately felt the urge to vomit as soon as he stepped into the room.

He had never ridden a horse for such a long time and didn’t expect the jostling of the horse to be far more uncomfortable than he imagined.

He vomited for quite a while.

Personal guard Wu Shen was attending him throughout.

"Your Majesty, should I summon the Imperial Physician?" Wu Shen asked nervously.

The Emperor’s journey naturally requires the Imperial Physician to accompany.

"No need, I just need some rest." Xiao Luming said, putting on a brave face.

How can he let anyone know that the horse ride made him sick?

Especially if Xie Qianyun finds out, he can already imagine her disdainful expression.

"But Your Majesty..."

"Prepare a bath for me, I want to retire to bed now."

"But Your Majesty hasn’t had dinner yet."

"I don’t feel like eating."

Wu Shen didn’t dare to argue further and could only follow the Emperor’s orders, helping him to bed.

Outside the door.

The sound of knocking echoed.

After tending to the Emperor, Wu Shen opened the door and saw Empress at the entrance, quickly saluting, "Your humble servant greets the Consort."

"Where is His Majesty?" Xie Qianyun looked at the room where the candlelight had dimmed.

Already sleeping so early?

"His Majesty was exhausted from traveling and has already retired."

"Did he eat?"

"He didn’t; His Majesty said he has no appetite."

"How can he not eat? We have to continue traveling tomorrow; can his body handle it?" Xie Qianyun asked incredulously.

"His Majesty didn’t want to eat, and I couldn’t do anything about it."

Xie Qianyun hesitated for a moment and intended to enter the room directly.

"Consort, His Majesty was feeling unwell and vomited, he just managed to lie down, let him rest more."

"Vomited?"

"Yes."

"Vomited and didn’t take medicine?" Xie Qianyun was even more puzzled by Xiao Luming.

"...His Majesty says a good sleep will suffice." Wu Shen answered honestly.