Like a complex and intricate web, it has drawn countless people into its trap.
Now, times have changed, and apart from that incident, only Xu Guzhi's matter can cause such a huge uproar in the court.
The emperor's fingers unconsciously tapped lightly on the armrest of the dragon throne, producing a crisp and rhythmic sound. Although the sound was not loud, it made people feel a little uneasy.
Each sound was like a heavy hammer blow, striking the hearts of everyone present and making everyone inexplicably tense.
The ministers all lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, their eyes filled with trepidation and unease, fearing that they might inadvertently offend the emperor.
Suddenly, a suffocating atmosphere filled the entire Golden Palace, as everyone waited for the unknown truth to be revealed.
Xu Guzhi, the protagonist who has been thrust into the spotlight, is now completely bewildered and at a loss.
His eyes, as if drawn by a magnet, were fixed on the strange light screen above King Jinrui Zhao's head.
On the screen of light, one's past experiences unfolded like a historical scroll, clearly appearing before one's eyes.
The high spirits when he first entered officialdom, the painstaking efforts when governing Linyuan County, and the warm moments spent with his family.
Every scene and every detail is incredibly real, as if time has turned back, pulling him back to those bygone years.
Just as Xu Guzhi was immersed in his memories of the past, that mysterious child's voice rang out again without warning.
The voice was clear and ethereal, echoing in the hall, yet carrying an undeniable air of mystery, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
The sound struck Xu Guzhi's ears, his pupils contracted sharply, and he seemed to freeze in place.
He subconsciously looked at King Jinrui Zhao, but what he saw was King Zhao's tightly closed lips, showing no sign of opening or closing.
Not only that, he quickly scanned the area around King Zhao, but he couldn't see any children in his field of vision.
In an instant, a chill shot up Xu Guzhi's spine to the top of his head. He felt his scalp tingle and the hairs on his body stood on end.
An unprecedented fear surged into my heart, and the thought uncontrollably popped into my mind: "Could it be that I've encountered a ghost?"
Once the thought arose, it spread rapidly in his mind like wildfire.
His face turned deathly pale instantly, and his already tense breathing became even more rapid.
His chest heaved violently, and his hands trembled slightly involuntarily, even his fingertips turning bluish-white.
Just as he was filled with terror and was about to scream, he caught a glimpse of Luo Qi'an anxiously giving him a meaningful look.
At the same time, as if telepathically connected, Li Yangming stepped forward quickly and subtly tugged at his arm.
At the same time, he lowered his voice and said urgently, "Lord Xu, don't panic! This is His Highness Prince Jinrui Zhao's supernatural power, not the work of ghosts or monsters."
Upon hearing this, Xu Guzhi felt as if he had grasped a lifeline, and his tense nerves relaxed slightly.
He suddenly came to his senses, as if waking from a dream, and realized that he was in the solemn and majestic Golden Palace. His legs went weak, his knees bent slightly, and he almost lost his balance.
He quickly lowered his head, trying to hide the undisguised panic and bewilderment on his face.
However, his curiosity eventually overcame his fear, and he would occasionally peek up at his head.
He glanced quickly in the direction of King Jinrui Zhao, his eyes filled with a hint of awe and inquiry.
Then, he couldn't help but turn his gaze to the mysterious light screen, watching the constantly changing images inside.
Those familiar scenes evoked his nostalgia and sentimentality for the past, and a trace of warmth flashed in his eyes, only to be replaced by doubt in an instant.
After confirming that what he was seeing was not the work of ghosts or monsters, Xu Guzhi's emotions gradually calmed down, and his heart slowly became more composed.
He pondered to himself that he had always acted with integrity and honesty over the years and had never done anything that made him feel guilty.
With that thought in mind, he stopped worrying too much about the "big melon" the child had mentioned.
However, the doubts in my heart were like a tide, and they just wouldn't recede.
He simply couldn't fathom what had happened that was so closely related to him, yet completely unknown to him.
This unknown filled him with both curiosity and a vague sense of unease.
His gaze swept across the hall, trying to find a clue in the expressions of the crowd, but all he found were the same confusion and speculation.
The atmosphere in the Golden Palace was heavy and oppressive, with the eyes of the ministers and the emperor fixed on Xu Guzhi like spotlights.
They didn't miss any subtle changes in his facial expressions or body movements.
Although Xu Guzhi's face was a little pale, his expression was calm, without the slightest panic or guilt, and his every move remained steady.
Everyone thought they would catch a clue on his face and learn something from it.
The fruitless outcome only fueled their growing doubts, which spread rapidly like wildfire, causing them great anxiety.
The ministers were itching to know what would happen next.
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