Emperor Shen's charming wife

The night before Shen Yu left for the battle, he ignored everything else and found Ning Yao in a hurry. He told her all his past decisions and the difficulties behind them without reservation. Ning Yao listened quietly. At first, her face was full of shock. But gradually, her expression became complicated, with understanding, emotion, and heartache. She knew that as an emperor, Shen Yu, every decision he made carried the rise and fall of the entire country. He carried the fate of countless people on his shoulders, and every step he took was like walking on thin ice. Ning Yao thought silently in her heart. She knew that she could not completely deny everything Shen Yu did just because of her personal feelings and self-interest. Her eyes became firm, and she decided to give Shen Yu a chance to explain, and also give her heart a chance to accept it again. At this moment, although the misunderstanding between the two has eased a little, the inner trauma that has been caused has not been completely healed, just like a wound that was torn and then barely sutured, it still needs time to heal slowly. Shen Yu held Ning Yao's hand tightly, his eyes like torches, and solemnly promised: "Yao'er, when the war is over, I will personally uncover all the mysteries and give you a satisfactory answer." Ning Yao nodded slightly, with a firm light in her eyes: "Your Majesty, I believe you." Shen Yu smiled with relief, and that smile was full of affection. He gently stroked Ning Yao's cheek and said softly: "I will definitely return safely." Ning Yao nodded heavily in response, and the reluctance in her eyes was like the thick fog in autumn, which could not be dispersed. Just when the two were in love, a loyal general hurried over. He looked anxious, staggered, and brought urgent news. "Your Majesty, the enemy is coming fiercely, you must set off immediately." Shen Yu frowned, and his eyes were instantly filled with worry: "I know, you go and prepare." The general did not dare to hesitate at all, nodded in response, and hurriedly turned and left. Shen Yu turned to look at Ning Yao, his eyes full of helplessness and attachment: "Yao'er, I have to go." Ning Yao nodded gently, her voice trembling slightly: "Your Majesty, you must be careful." Shen Yu nodded slightly and gently embraced Ning Yao in his arms. His arms were warm and powerful, as if he wanted to pour all his reluctance into this hug, and whispered: "I know, don't worry." Ning Yao snuggled tightly in Shen Yu's arms, feeling his warmth, his familiar breath lingering on the tip of her nose, and her heart was full of reluctance. Shen Yu kissed Ning Yao's forehead gently, the kiss was as gentle as feathers falling, and whispered: "I'm leaving, you must take good care of yourself." Ning Yao nodded in response, tears in her eyes flashing in the moonlight. Shen Yu sighed and slowly turned away. Ning Yao stood there, looking at Shen Yu's back as he left, the figure was getting farther and farther away in the moonlight, and more and more blurred. The reluctance in her heart surged like a tide. Under the moonlight, the figures of the two gradually moved away, becoming the only warmth of this separation. After Shen Yu left, Ning Yao resolutely decided to stay in the palace. During this period of time, she would continue to dig deeper and investigate, and at the same time, she would intensively prepare for all matters related to supporting the front line. She knew very well that Shen Yu's expedition was extremely dangerous. The situation on the battlefield was unpredictable, and the slightest mistake could mean the difference between life and death. She had to do her best and be fully prepared.