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Shu Jingwei's face grew increasingly pale, turning from white to red, and then from red to green.

Her eyes sharpened, like needles dipped in poison.

Then she thought of something else.

Ye Fan has disappeared.

Ye Fan and Lin Ye were from the same hometown, so how was Lin Ye able to take her daughter away without a word?

Could Ye Fan's disappearance simply mean he didn't want to stay here anymore and went back to his hometown?

I returned to my hometown, a place with towering buildings, self-moving metal boxes, and walls made entirely of glass.

Thinking of this, Shu Jingwei's eyes widened suddenly, her pupils contracted sharply, like a beast that had spotted its prey.

maybe--

At the thought of a certain possibility, her face turned ashen, her lips pressed tightly together, and her cheeks clenched so tightly that the muscles on both sides of her face could be seen twitching slightly.

Perhaps he's standing right next to Lin Ye right now, somewhere they can't see him, through the sky—

I'm just laughing at her.

Look at her, this frog in a well, she's stunned by his hometown.

Look at this blind emperor; she's like a clown jumping around in front of him.

Judging from her furious state just now, she was shouting at the sky like a madwoman.

He must be laughing.

They laughed at her, saying she was as stupid as a pig.

They laughed at her for not recognizing the value of gold inlaid with jade.

They laughed at her for abandoning a god-like figure like him and instead doting on an ordinary mortal like Yao Jingyuan.

Laugh at her—she deserves it.

He's taking revenge on her!

Shu Jingwei took a deep breath, her chest heaving violently, her fingers digging deeply into her palms beneath the dragon robe.

Her gaze suddenly hardened, carrying her own imperial pride.

She won't give up!

She will find that place.

Her daughter must return to her.

As for Ye Fan...

If he were to present those magical objects to her with both hands, or personally take her to his hometown.

Then it's not impossible for her to forgive him, to cherish him again, and—to make him her queen.

Her chin lifted again, and a confident smile appeared on her lips.

All Ye Fan wanted was her favor and the position of Empress. As long as he behaved himself, she would still like him.

If all else fails, this brother will do too!

Looking at Lin Ye's handsome face and the skyscrapers behind him, a fleeting thought of greed crossed Shu Jingwei's mind: if only their Great Flame could have these things too—

"His Majesty."

Xiao Bo got up at some point and staggered to her side, like an old bird battered by a storm, his clothes disheveled and his steps faltering.

He lowered his voice, his tone filled with fear.

"Your Majesty... I believe... the most important thing right now is... to appease the people..."

His voice trembled, his teeth chattering, "Strange phenomena in the sky, the people are terrified... If left unchecked, they may cause chaos..."

Shu Jingwei suddenly came to her senses.

The faint sounds of the capital's people could be heard outside the palace walls—

The clamor, cries, and prayers for "divine protection" rose and fell.

Looking at the frame in the lower right corner of the sky, it's filled with the excitement and worship of people from all over the country upon seeing the gods, and—

Awe!

It is reverence for the "gods"!

If this sense of awe continues to spread...

Shu Jingwei's face instantly darkened, as if someone had poured a bucket of ink over her head, her expression so gloomy it could drip water.

"Someone come here!"

Her voice was as cold as the wind in December, every word carrying a chilling edge.

"By imperial decree—immediately dispatch the Imperial Guards to patrol the entire city! Local officials shall strictly control the people and forbid them from gathering in crowds or causing disturbances! Anyone spreading rumors or inciting unrest shall be arrested!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The guard accepted the order, turned and ran off, his boots clattering on the ground with a rapid "tap-tap" sound, like the urgent beat of a death knell.

She then looked at the palace servant beside her, her gaze sharp as a knife, which made the servant tremble in fear.

"Notify Zhang Chong! Send more men and continue the search! Find the Crown Princess even if you have to dig three feet into the ground!"

"This servant obeys!" The palace servant bowed tremblingly to receive the order and went out to deliver the message.

Shu Jingwei's chest heaved rapidly as her mind raced, considering how each party should respond.

Just then—

A small voice rang out from the sky.

The voice was soft and sweet, still groggy from just waking up, like a kitten peeking out of its nest and letting out a babyish meow.

"Godfather... Godfather..."

The moment Lin Ye heard the voice, the coldness on his face vanished completely, as if ice and snow had melted away.

He immediately turned and walked towards the living room, his steps quick and hurried, afraid that Xiao Douzi would be frightened if he was late.

"Little one! Godfather's here!"

The camera followed his movement across the sky, and then the scene shifted—

The scene that everyone in the Great Flame Kingdom saw changed once again.

This is a room that is many times larger than the previous study.

The floor is covered with light-colored wooden flooring with fine texture, which gleams with a warm luster in the light.

The curtains were half-drawn, leaving only a crack, through which the morning sunlight squeezed in, drawing a long golden ribbon of light on the wooden floor.

A lamp stood in the corner, its shade made of off-white fabric, emitting a soft, warm yellow light that made the whole room feel gentle and cozy.

The light was neither glaring nor dazzling; it shone quietly, like a gentle hand caressing every corner of the room.

In the very center of the room—

Everyone's breath caught in their throats.

It was a "tatami" similar to the one Lin Ye had sat on in the study before.

But it's much bigger than that one, at least two or three times the size of the one in the study.

A thick blanket of some kind of fleece was laid on top, looking fluffy and soft, as if clouds from the sky had been plucked down and placed on it.

Several round pillows were scattered on it, the pillows were round and plump, like freshly steamed white steamed buns.

And on that enormous, cloud-like "tatami"—

A small figure sat in the middle, clutching a thin blanket, looking around anxiously.

It's a small bag.

She was wearing a pink outfit—no, what was that? A fur coat?

It looks softer than fur, yet it's still fluffy; I wonder what it's made of.

It features several small, round rabbits printed on it, looking so adorable that they melt your heart.

Next to the sofa was a pair of equally fluffy pink shoes, adorned with two rabbit ears that looked incredibly real.

Her hair was loose, no longer messy, and fell smoothly over her shoulders, making her face look even smaller.

After a good night's sleep, although her complexion was still sallow due to long-term malnutrition, Xiao Douzi's face had regained some color, and her lips were no longer dry and pale, but rosy.

Her almond-shaped eyes were large and bright, like two black grapes soaking in water, wet and watery.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with panic as she looked around. Her small hands gripped the blanket covering her legs tightly, her body trembled slightly, and she cried out:

"Godfather... Godfather, where are you... Little Douzi is scared..."

The voice grew softer and softer, tinged with a sob, as if she was about to burst into tears at any moment.