"Fourth Brother, the journey to the border of Beiqi is long and distant. You must be careful when you travel alone."
Lin Qingluo's eyes were tinged with a hint of red, filled with indescribable reluctance.
"Thanks to my sister, I have already been to the Beiqi border once. The memory is still fresh."
Lin Jinyun's eyes were gentle. "This time, I'm just revisiting an old place, so everyone can be at ease. I'll definitely reach my destination safely and smoothly."
"Mhm, Qingluo believes in Fourth Brother."
Lin Qingluo nodded with a smile, forcibly holding back the tears that were about to fall.
After the farewell banquet, Lin Qingluo returned to the Imperial Palace.
Early the next morning, before dawn, Lin Jinyun silently left Duke of Zhen's Residence. He spurred his horse and headed in the direction of the Beiqi border.
Second Aunt Lin cried until she was soaked in tears. Clutching her son's childhood clothes, she suffered a sudden heart attack and collapsed.
