Now that we know that someone is so audacious and reckless, plotting against King Zhao, we can see that they are scheming against him.

Given Su Xiang's passionate love, his intolerance of even the slightest imperfection, and his fierce hatred of evil, how could she possibly stand idly by and coldly stand by and watch?

The Empress's clear, autumn-water-like eyes keenly caught the fleeting hint of resentment that inadvertently surfaced on the Emperor's face.

This expression is just like the stubbornness and obstinacy that a child who has never experienced the world instinctively reveals when faced with something that contradicts their own understanding.

The emperor's lips twitched slightly, curling upwards almost imperceptibly, as if silently venting his inner dissatisfaction.

Those slightly furrowed brows resembled two opposing hills, with a few lines of anger visible between them.

A faint smile involuntarily rose in her heart, but she cleverly concealed it beneath her dignified demeanor, revealing not a trace of it.

Then, without making a sound, she gently reached out her hand, her slender and fair fingers, like lightly falling feathers, and gently and carefully squeezed the Emperor's palm.

This gesture, gentle and intimate, is like the softest and most delicate breeze in spring, quietly brushing against the delicate and vibrant flower buds.

Without causing any disturbance, it conveys a subtle and intimate emotion.

Then, she tilted her head slightly, her posture as elegant as a flower swaying in the wind, her jet-black and shiny hair moving gently with her movements.

Her eyes were filled with a gentle tenderness, a tenderness that seemed capable of melting away all the hardness in the world.

At the same time, it shines with a keen insight into the ways of the world, like a star twinkling in the deep night sky.

Her lips parted slightly, and a voice as melodious and gentle as a nightingale's song began to unfold.

Like a clear mountain spring, it flows gently in this tranquil and luxurious space, each note seemingly carrying a thread of deep affection.

"Your Majesty, why don't you calm down and think about this carefully? Besides, Qin Guogong is currently respectfully and diligently accompanying the Emperor Emeritus on his travels."

We traveled over mountains and valleys, far away from the hustle and bustle and turmoil of the capital.

The Duke of Qin was completely unaware of the series of events that had recently occurred in the capital, as if he were an outsider.

Qin Guogong's love for Qianluo was so deep that it was practically ingrained in his bones. He treated her like a precious jewel and took great care of her.

This deep parental love is already widely known and celebrated in the capital, a story known to all.

The Empress paused for a moment, a serious expression of contemplation appearing on her exquisite face.

She gently pursed her cherry-red lips, which were as beautiful and alluring as cherry blossoms in spring.

She seemed to be racking her brains to carefully choose each word, striving to clearly explain the complex web of interests to the emperor.

It also skillfully avoids offending the emperor, achieving just the right balance and precise control.

Then, she spoke again slowly, her tone becoming increasingly gentle and sincere. Her voice seemed to carry an invisible power that could reach the depths of people's hearts.

"If Duke Qin were in the capital at this time, he would know that His Majesty had done this without his knowledge."

He allowed others to scheme and plot against his precious and beloved youngest daughter.

I fear that Duke Qin will be furious at that time, his anger like a long-dormant volcano suddenly erupting, fierce and unstoppable.

Your Majesty is well aware of the Duke of Qin's high prestige and immense power in the court. His influence in the court is like the roots of a towering tree, intricate and complex.

Once he gets angry about this, Your Majesty, the troubles you face will be like a surging, endless river.

One problem after another, Your Majesty will surely be even more troubled and overwhelmed.

The Empress paused slightly, took a deep breath, composed herself, and continued, "As for the current development of this matter..."

The main reason is that Prime Minister Su is doing her utmost to protect King Zhao, and she is the only one who is so wholeheartedly and diligently concerned about and involved in this matter.

Your Majesty, in my humble opinion, you might as well go along with her wishes for now and let her handle it as she sees fit.

After all, if we trace this matter back to its source and examine it carefully, it was Your Majesty who made some mistakes in your considerations when handling this matter from the very beginning.

Your Majesty, you might as well put yourself in my shoes and imagine what it would have been like if Your Majesty had been able to be open, honest and sincere at that time.

He explained the cause and effect of the matter to Qianluo directly, and clearly analyzed the advantages and disadvantages involved.

With Qianluo's frank, straightforward, kind-hearted, and guileless nature.

She has always been a person of great principle and considerate of the overall situation, so she will surely be reasonable and agree without hesitation.

"Your Majesty, do you think there's any truth to what I've said?"

After speaking, the Empress gazed at the Emperor with tender and earnest eyes, her gaze as warm and bright as the spring sunshine, filled with deep affection and anticipation for the Emperor's approval.

It is like a clear, tranquil, and profound lake, revealing endless tenderness and care in its shimmering waves.