Indeed, we cannot hastily draw conclusions based solely on this point and label Prince Xiao as problematic.

However… Pei Yanci seemed to suddenly grasp a crucial and dangerous thought, and a hint of hesitation and struggle flashed across his face.

He bit his lip slightly, his eyes revealing deep worry and inner turmoil as he weighed the pros and cons of acting cautiously versus making bold guesses.

After much deliberation, he finally spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of solemnity: "Your Highness, if we simply let things continue as they are,..."

If Crown Prince Xiao is truly inappropriate, there may be even more dangers when His Majesty returns.

Moreover, within Chengxiao territory, no one is unable to hear the prince's thoughts, except for those from foreign lands—we have verified this repeatedly, and it is almost certainly true.

If we do not take precautions now, I will be truly uneasy, for I fear that the slightest negligence could lead to unforeseen circumstances.

Qin Qianluo's brows were furrowed, her eyes seemed to hold a thousand thoughts, as deep as a still pool, as she was completely immersed in deep thought about the current complex situation.

In her mind, all sorts of thoughts rose and fell like a surging tide, intertwining and entangled with each other.

We are trying to find a clear thread in this complex and tangled situation and discover the key to breaking the deadlock.

After an unknown amount of time, she slowly turned her slender neck and cast a meaningful gaze at Yu Ji.

His gaze was like a deep lake, containing both deep concern for the current predicament and a high degree of trust and earnest expectation for Yu Ji.

She parted her lips slightly, her voice, though not loud or clear, was steady and powerful, each word seemingly carrying immense weight.

He conveyed a reassuring confidence: "It's alright. I just need to trouble the Imperial Preceptor to keep a close eye on Crown Prince Xiao's behavior lately."

She paused slightly, took a deep breath as if gathering her strength, and then continued in an orderly manner: "Let's verify our doubts one by one."

"We must try to find out the truth before the Emperor returns to the palace, so as to avoid any unforeseen trouble."

Qin Qianluo's words, like steady and powerful drumbeats, resonated methodically in everyone's hearts.

It conveyed an unwavering belief and determination, as if injecting a powerful boost into everyone present.

Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's arrangement, everyone's faces showed understanding, and they nodded in agreement, expressing their deep approval of her suggestion.

In an instant, everyone sat around the table, the atmosphere serious and solemn, and a discussion concerning a major situation began.

They meticulously analyzed the current complex situation from various angles and levels, like peeling back layers of an onion.

All possible scenarios were listed one by one, each scenario like an unknown threat lurking in the shadows, clearly presented to everyone.

For each potential crisis, they brainstormed and developed corresponding response strategies.

His words conveyed both concern about unknown risks and an unwavering determination, as if he were to break through the fog of uncertainty with the wisdom and courage of the group.

Time slipped away quietly amidst the tense discussions, and the afterglow of the setting sun, like a light veil, shone gently through the window onto everyone.

The sky gradually darkened without anyone noticing, like a huge gray curtain slowly enveloping the entire world.

Seeing this, Yu Ji and Pei Yanci exchanged a glance, tacitly knowing that it was getting late.

They slowly rose, their movements steady and solemn, and bid farewell to Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun.

At this moment, their expressions carried a hint of solemnity, as if they were bearing the responsibility and mission bestowed upon them by this heavy situation.

Each step was firm and powerful, as if declaring its determination to face the unknown challenge.

After Yu Ji and Pei Yanci left, the room instantly fell silent, leaving only Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun.

Su Jinyun turned around slightly, her gaze gentle and concerned as she slowly turned to Qin Qianluo.

She approached Qin Qianluo with light and graceful steps, like willow catkins dancing in the spring breeze.

At this moment, her eyes were filled with worry and concern, like a deep lake that could see through all of Qin Qianluo's emotions.

She tilted her head slightly, gazing intently into Qin Qianluo's eyes, her gaze filled with inquiry and anticipation.

In a gentle and caring tone, she asked softly, "Qianluo, did something just happen to you?"

Su Jinyun's voice was like the gentlest breeze in spring, softly brushing against Qin Qianluo's heart.

It conveys endless warmth and trust, as if to provide Qin Qianluo with the strongest support during this difficult time.