"Sister, Sister, something terrible has happened."
At the Ten Thousand Swords Sect in the Ten Thousand Swords Continent, Qing Lian flew toward Lin Qingwan's peak with the latest issue of the Landscape Newspaper in hand.
Hearing her younger sister's cry, Lin Qingwan withdrew her sword aura.
"Qing Lian, what's wrong?"
"Sister, Ten Thousand Mile City. Brother-in-law, he..."
Hearing that it concerned Ten Thousand Mile City, Lin Qingwan hurriedly took the newspaper from her younger sister's hands!
When she unfolded it, Lin Qingwan's pretty face instantly went deathly pale!
The White Empire's imperial palace.
After Bai Qiao returned, she and her elder sister Bai Ling began handling the affairs of the White Empire together.
The two girls, dressed in palace robes, cooperated in the Imperial Study. They read memorials, ground ink for each other, and moved back and forth through the room, their graceful figures making them look terribly busy.
"Little sister, go get some rest first. Leave the rest to me." Bai Ling pulled Bai Qiao up from before the desk.
Bai Qiao had gone seven days without closing her eyes. How could she let herself be worn down like this?
"I'm fine, Sister." Bai Qiao gently tugged at her elder sister's hand. "Bai Qiao can still read a few more memorials."
"Stop reading." Bai Ling smiled and hugged her younger sister. "If Master comes back and finds you exhausted, while His Majesty is still in seclusion, then who will attend to Master?"
"Sister." Bai Qiao's pretty face flushed slightly. She naturally knew what her elder sister meant by "attend to."
"All right, all right. Go rest for a while. Don't wear yourself out." Bai Ling did not tease her younger sister any further.
Bai Ling shook her head. "Bai Ling wants to wait a little longer. Today's Landscape Newspaper