When the Imperial Advisor first saw her, he was immediately struck by her graceful figure, which resembled a willow swaying in the spring breeze, light and charming.
Her face was exquisitely beautiful, and her eyes and brows exuded a unique charm—a gentle yet stubborn allure that instantly captivated the Imperial Advisor's attention.
Even the most knowledgeable and experienced imperial advisor, who had witnessed countless ups and downs, couldn't help but be slightly taken aback at this moment.
A slight smile curved her lips, revealing a perfectly timed gentleness and appreciation, like the warm spring sun that could dispel the gloom in people's hearts.
Then, she nodded at Qin Qianluo, as if to greet her, or perhaps to express a silent greeting.
The Imperial Advisor lifted his foot, about to step forward and exchange a few words with Qin Qianluo, his heart filled with curiosity about this special woman, wanting to find out more about her.
She pondered to herself, "There is such an extraordinary woman in the imperial court; it truly arouses my curiosity."
However, at that moment, a melodious and solemn bell suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the palace square. This bell was the signal for the morning court session.
The Imperial Advisor abruptly stopped, a hint of helplessness flashing across her face, her slightly furrowed brows betraying her inner resentment.
Unfortunately, I cannot act freely at this moment and can only suppress my inner thoughts.
The Imperial Advisor thought to himself that he must find an opportunity to have a good talk with her after the court session to satisfy his curiosity.
The sound of the bell also woke Qin Qianluo from her daze, and she suddenly came to her senses.
Realizing her earlier lapse in composure, a blush instantly spread across her face, like a magnificent sunset.
She quickly raised her hand and carefully straightened her court robes, each movement revealing a hint of panic and urgency.
She gently smoothed out every wrinkle, making sure her outfit was neat and presentable, not wanting to leave any flaws in front of others.
As the two heavy doors of the Golden Palace slowly opened with a dull thud, she took a deep breath, composed herself, and walked in with steady and elegant steps.
She found her place precisely, stood still, and remained upright with a calm expression, as if the panic from before had never happened.
Soon after, the officials entered the main hall one after another and stood in their respective ranks and positions.
The entire hall was quiet, with only the soft breathing of the people in the room.
Then, surrounded by a group of eunuchs and palace maids, the emperor steadily ascended the dragon throne.
Upon seeing this, everyone immediately knelt down in unison and shouted "Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!" Their voices resounded throughout the hall, demonstrating the majesty of the imperial family.
After this solemn ceremony concluded, today's court session officially began.
Qin Qianlu listened quietly to the ministers' reports and discussions. At first, she was able to concentrate, her eyes darting around the court, carefully listening to every word.
But before long, her attention gradually wandered.
She thought about the brief eye contact with the Imperial Advisor earlier, that faint smile and nod, which brushed against her heart like a feather, making it difficult for her to concentrate on the affairs of the court.
Her gaze involuntarily searched the main hall, and soon landed on the Imperial Preceptor.
The Imperial Preceptor was tall and slender, with an otherworldly air and flowing robes, like a banished immortal who had never tasted the food of mortals.
She was listening intently to the speeches in court, occasionally nodding slightly, as if deep in thought.
Qin Qianlu looked at her with a hint of curiosity and inquiry in her eyes. Unconsciously, her mind was completely attracted by the Imperial Preceptor.
The content of the court meeting gradually faded from her ears, leaving only the tall and imposing figure of the Imperial Preceptor, which lingered in her heart.
Qin Qianluo snapped out of her daze. The appearance of the Imperial Advisor immediately made her associate it with natural disasters.
She subconsciously gripped the hem of her court robe, her fingertips turning white from the force, and her palms slightly sweaty.
Images of past natural disasters, where people were displaced and starving to death, involuntarily surfaced in her mind, flashing back like nightmares.
The court meeting began, and the ministers took turns speaking, reporting on various matters concerning people's livelihood, government affairs, finances and taxes, border defense and military equipment.
But Qin Qianluo had no mind to listen carefully. Her heart was filled with worry about the natural disaster, and every word was like a breeze in her ear. She couldn't hear a thing.
Her gaze swept back and forth across the court, sometimes looking at the officials who were speaking, sometimes at the silent emperor.
They tried to glean clues about the natural disaster from their expressions.
Finally, as the officials finished speaking, and no one mentioned anything related to natural disasters, the tension began to ease.
She loosened her grip on the hem of her clothes slightly, let out a long sigh, and her shoulders relaxed as well.
However, the doubts in her heart grew wildly like weeds, and her gaze unconsciously fell on the ethereal and otherworldly Imperial Preceptor.
The Grand Preceptor's appearance today was too abrupt. She has always kept to herself and only appears in court for important ceremonies or special occasions.
Such an unusual occurrence was hard not to suspect. After much hesitation, Qin Qianluo's curiosity and unease ultimately prevailed.
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