After everything was settled, everyone quietly left the room, thoughtfully closing the door behind them to leave Dark Moon a peaceful place to rest.
Qin Qianluo stood quietly at the door for a moment, her eyes filled with deep concern, like threads of longing.
It wasn't until Su Jinyun gently touched her arm that she snapped out of her daze, and together with Su Jinyun, stepped out of this space and into the soft light of the Prince's mansion courtyard.
A few days later, while the sky was still dimly lit, the candlelight flickered gracefully in the Golden Palace of the Imperial Palace, and the warm yellow glow spread out like a thin veil, illuminating the figures of the civil and military officials.
The morning court session was in full swing, with ministers exchanging views on various government affairs in a lively yet solemn atmosphere.
The Minister of Revenue respectfully held the memorial with both hands, reporting on the tax revenue situation in various regions in a loud and clear voice, his words filled with a cautious control over fiscal revenue and expenditure and deep concern.
The Vice Minister of Rites then interjected at the opportune moment, offering suggestions on the orderly preparations for the sacrificial ceremony.
His expression was focused and serious, as if his whole being was immersed in this solemn matter.
Qin Qianluo was dressed in court attire and wore a crown with tassels. The crown tassels swayed gently, adding to her majesty.
She stood upright at the head of the assembled officials, her expression focused, like a steadfast mountain.
He would sometimes nod slightly, silently expressing his agreement with reasonable suggestions; that nod conveyed his approval and commendation.
Sometimes he would furrow his brow in deep thought, his eyes penetrating, weighing the pros and cons of complex matters and meticulously planning in his mind.
She listened quietly and attentively to everyone's suggestions, like a patient listener, not missing a single detail.
Just as everyone was discussing animatedly and the atmosphere was lively, Feng Qingyun's voice suddenly exploded in Qin Qianluo's mind like a thunderclap.
"Luo Bao, the Empress is about to give birth! This time, she is carrying twins, and the delivery process is likely to be extremely dangerous. A slight mistake could very well cost her her life!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Qianluo's body trembled violently. Her hand holding the jade tablet tightened instantly like an iron clamp, her knuckles turning white from the force, and even her fingertips trembled slightly.
Her eyes widened in shock and anxiety.
His once calm and composed expression was now completely replaced by panic, as if a huge rock had been thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a stormy sea.
This astonishing news, like a bomb dropped into a calm lake, instantly shattered the tranquility of the imperial court.
The once solemn and dignified Golden Palace was instantly thrown into chaos.
The ministers looked at each other, their faces filled with undisguised astonishment.
Some ministers looked worried, their brows furrowed into a deep frown, as if endless worries were hidden in those deep wrinkles.
Some ministers stood frozen in place, stunned and at a loss for what to do by this sudden news.
The scepter in his hand swayed slightly involuntarily, as if reflecting the owner's panicked state of mind.
The Emperor, however, reacted most violently at this moment. He had been sitting majestically on his dragon throne, his expression solemn, listening attentively to the reports from his ministers.
Upon hearing these words, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning, as if I had been hit hard by an invisible force.
His face instantly turned deathly pale, devoid of any color, as if the vitality of his life had been drained away in that instant.
His eyes were wide open, filled with terrifying bloodshot veins, his gaze filled with panic and anxiety, as if he were gripped tightly by fear and unable to break free.
He instinctively stood up abruptly, raised his foot, and tried to rush out without regard for anything else. His movements were so swift that he almost overturned the table in front of him.
His anxious expression suggested he wished he could sprout wings and fly to the Empress's side to protect her and her unborn child.
Just as the emperor was about to rush out, Eunuch Li reacted swiftly.
Eunuch Li served Eunuch Liu in the palace for many years, experiencing countless trials and tribulations, and possessed extraordinary composure and shrewdness.
He moved with lightning speed, taking a step forward with agility and respect, and firmly pinned down the emperor.
At the same time, he leaned slightly closer to the emperor, lowered his voice, and said urgently in the emperor's ear: "Your Majesty, you need to calm down at this moment!"
"You must not lose your composure in the imperial court! The whole world looks to you; what will happen if you lose your composure!"
The emperor, after being pressed down and hearing Eunuch Li's words, seemed to awaken from a dream.
He clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged like winding snakes, as he desperately suppressed the near-out-of-control panic in his heart.
He forced himself to calm down, slowly sat back on the dragon throne, and cast his expectant and anxious gaze at Qin Qianluo, waiting for her to tell him her next course of action.
Qin Qianlu was equally anxious, and fine beads of sweat had already appeared on her forehead, like glistening dewdrops, slowly sliding down her cheeks.
The image of Empress Xiao Wanxi's gentle face quickly appeared in her mind, her smile as warm as the spring sun, as if it were right in front of her.
Recalling their daily interactions, the Empress's kindness, gentleness, and decisiveness remained vivid in his mind.
The Empress came from a family of military generals and learned martial arts from her elders from a young age, so she was naturally physically gifted and had an excellent foundation.
In Qin Qianluo's view, given the Empress's physical condition, even if she was pregnant with twins, coupled with the superb medical skills accumulated over many years by the imperial physicians and midwives, she could easily conceive.
And those rare and precious medicinal herbs should have been able to safely pass through the production stage, and should not have encountered such a life-or-death situation.
She cried out in her heart, "How could it have come to this? This shouldn't be happening! What went wrong? Could someone have sabotaged us?"
Inside the Golden Palace, the heavy atmosphere was almost tangible, nearly choking everyone's breath.
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