The Future Empress Is Given Death At The Beginning, And I Become Stronger When I Am Stupid.

General said with trepidation, sweat beads the size of soybeans already seeping from his forehead.

Jiang Luoshen's brows furrowed even tighter, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes: "Missing?"

"Yes..."

The general dared not be negligent and quickly said, "We have been searching nearby and have not found anything unusual..."

Jiang Luoshen's expression changed unpredictably, and after a long while, she asked coldly, "Who did it?"

"No, subordinate... subordinate doesn't know..."

The general trembled with fear, bowing his head and shaking all over, cold sweat on his forehead increasing, almost dripping down.

Jiang Luoshen's beautiful eyes kept changing, remaining silent.

At that time, she was on the verge of a breakthrough and did not return to the valley, but went directly back to the shuttle.

After all, there were people she arranged to guard Qi Lao's body, so there shouldn't have been any problems.

But unexpectedly, just as she came out of seclusion, this happened.

"Your Highness, please forgive me, I deserve to die! Please punish me, Your Highness!"

The general knelt down, sincerely pleading guilty.

"When did he go missing?" Jiang Luoshen asked.

"Just shortly after you went into seclusion..."

Jiang Luoshen frowned, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You were in seclusion at the time, we didn't dare to disturb you..." The general's body trembled, whispering.

"Get up first."

Jiang Luoshen glanced at him indifferently.

The general quickly stood up, took two steps back, and bowed his head, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Jiang Luoshen nodded slightly, then looked outside the shuttle, pondering.

"Continue to send people to investigate, find out who did it, and make sure to find clues for me. I want to know the reason why Qi Lao's body disappeared!"

"Yes..."

The general saluted and withdrew.

Jiang Luoshen looked out the window, lost in thought.

Her brows furrowed, and memories of what happened before she went into seclusion replayed in her mind over and over again.

From her arrival at the valley, encountering Qin Shijie, finding Qi Lao in the valley, to finally killing Qin Shijie.

Jiang Luoshen went through the entire process in her mind.

"That mysterious figure back then should be the Saint Qi Lao mentioned, but why didn't he intervene to stop me from killing Qin Shijie?"

"What secrets are hidden in all of this..."

"And why did Qin Shijie appear here, what is his intention..."

Jiang Luoshen pondered, her brows still furrowed.

Several doubts flashed through her mind, but she couldn't find the answers.

She had too little information now, and couldn't connect the dots at all.

The only thing Jiang Luoshen could confirm was that Qin Shijie was dead.

Killed by her own hands.

"Could all of this... be related to that incompetent ruler?"

Suddenly, a bold but not entirely surprising speculation emerged in Jiang Luoshen's mind.

"But what is his purpose in doing this? Does he want to use me to kill the South River King?"

"But if that Saint was sent by that ruler, what does the insignificant South River King matter? Why would he need to use me again? And why not just kill me directly as well?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Luoshen rubbed her temples with her hand, feeling a headache coming on.

"Forget it, let's not worry about these things for now. Let's find Qi Lao's body first..."

Jiang Luoshen took a deep breath, changed her train of thought, and turned to walk outside.

Outside the shuttle, tens of thousands of Northern Border soldiers had been waiting for a long time. When they saw her coming out, they all knelt down on one knee.

"Your Highness!"

The crowd shouted in unison.

Jiang Luoshen paused her steps, then slowly raised her arm and nodded slightly, saying, "No need for formalities."

The generals and soldiers stood up, their eyes filled with excitement as they looked at Jiang Luoshen.

Jiang Luoshen looked at the generals and soldiers, her gaze cold. She did not say much, nor did she give an impassioned speech. Instead, she spoke in the calmest tone:

"Set off and attack Jiangnan County."

"Yes!"

The generals and soldiers responded loudly, their momentum soaring, their fighting spirit reaching the sky, stirring up boundless winds and clouds!

..........

At the same time.

Qin Mu was not idle either. He was drinking wine in his palace, listening to music, watching dancers, enjoying a simple and ordinary life.

[Ding~ The host has not attended court for three days, completely disregarding the changes in the outside world and indulging in pleasure. You have received the reward of incompetence: 500 years of pure cultivation!]

In an instant, Qin Mu's aura soared.

The immense pressure was as if the Heavenly Emperor himself had arrived, instantly enveloping the entire palace.

The faces of all the maids and palace attendants in the hall changed drastically, quickly kneeling down, trembling in fear.

They could clearly feel that in the face of this terrifying pressure, they didn't even have the slightest thought of resistance.

This was a fear that came from the depths of their souls.

Qin Mu had already advanced from the Primordial Spirit Realm First Layer to the Primordial Spirit Realm Third Layer in an instant!

If Jiang Luoshen were to know, she would probably be speechless with anger. She had worked hard to cultivate and had barely made a breakthrough between life and death.

But what about Qin Mu?

He spent his days enjoying himself, changing his lovers as often as changing his clothes!

And yet he still managed to make a breakthrough, truly showing that some people have all the luck!

The path of cultivation becomes more difficult as one progresses, and the amount of spiritual energy required becomes more immense.

Qin Mu's Desolate Ancient Saint Body was even more so. The amount of spiritual energy required to break through each level was astronomical, beyond the imagination of ordinary cultivators.

With 500 years of pure cultivation, Qin Mu could only advance three realms.

But Qin Mu was already very satisfied. After all, he hadn't done anything, just indulging in pleasure every day, and he could still gain 500 years of cultivation. What more could he ask for?

Qin Mu suppressed his aura.

The maids and palace attendants in the palace finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment,

Yun Yan'er, who was kneeling beside him, held a wine jug in her delicate hands and gently filled a wine cup, saying, "Your Majesty, your wine."

But Qin Mu did not take it. Instead, he glanced at Yun Yan'er's rosy lips and smiled, "Are there no other containers for pouring wine?"

Yun Yan'er immediately understood. Her eyes were seductive, her gaze captivating, her body swaying lightly as she placed the wine cup between her red lips and took a sip.

Then she held Qin Mu's arm with both hands, her waist bending slightly, her beautiful eyes half-closed, and she brought her tender and rosy lips to Qin Mu's face.

Qin Mu looked at the lips stained with sparkling and translucent wine in front of him, his heart itching.

Just as he was about to lean down gently,

Two small and delicate dragon horns suddenly appeared in front of Qin Mu.

"Daddy, what are you drinking? I want to drink too!"

Qin Mu immediately had a black line on his forehead: "........."

In the next moment,

A human-shaped hole suddenly appeared in the roof of the palace, and a small figure was thrown out, drawing a perfect parabola in the sky.

At the same time, a crisp and tender scream accompanied it.

"Ah~~~"

"You despicable daddy! I will definitely come back~"

..........