That gaze seemed capable of freezing the surrounding air instantly, revealing endless resolve and deep-seated hatred.
This ruthlessness, like a ghost quietly emerging in the darkness, lingered and wandered deep within her eyes, telling of the deep-seated, unknown pain and indignation buried in her heart.
It was as if every gaze she received was a testament to the deep pain and resentment she felt within.
At this moment, in the spacious and solemn hall of the imperial court, everyone's gaze seemed to be drawn by an invisible yet powerful magnetic force, all turning towards Ye Yunyao sitting there.
Their eyes held a hint of envy, a mixture of longing and complex, indescribable emotions.
After all, the miraculous effects of the spiritual spring water have long been passed down among people like myths and legends.
Its reputation was so great that it resounded in everyone's ears, like a great bell.
Some officials have even had the privilege of personally experiencing the amazing wonders of the spiritual spring water.
Those officials who had drunk from the spiritual spring water, especially those military generals who had fought countless battles and faced numerous life-or-death trials, were deeply moved when they heard Qin Qianluo mention the spiritual spring water.
He couldn't help but smack his lips unconsciously, as if savoring the unique and wonderful taste of the spiritual spring water.
Their eyes revealed deep admiration and endless reminiscence for the sacred spring water.
To them, the spring water was like a divine medicine bestowed by heaven, possessing a magical and incredible power, almost like a miracle.
It cured those chronic ailments that had plagued them for years, ailments that were as difficult to get rid of as a persistent, deep-seated disease.
Those injuries that once caused them immense pain and restricted their movement on the battlefield gradually melted away and healed under the nourishment of the spiritual spring water, like ice and snow after a harsh winter.
This allowed them to rediscover the vitality and strength they once possessed, enabling them to dominate the battlefield and achieve victory at will.
It was as if they had been reborn, and once again possessed the courage and confidence to conquer the world.
At this moment, as they looked at Ye Yunyao, they felt more genuinely happy for her.
As colleagues, through their long-term working and getting along, they all knew to some extent how strong Ye Yunyao's desire to have an offspring had been over the years.
This longing was like an inextinguishable flame burning in her heart, ardent and persistent.
Over the years, she has walked alone on this arduous and bumpy road to having a child, experiencing countless trials and tribulations and tasting all the joys and sorrows of life.
Each disappointment was like a heavy blow, striking her heart and almost extinguishing the flame of hope within her.
However, she never gave up and always held onto her hope for new life.
Now that their wish is finally about to come true, how can everyone not feel gratified and offer their heartfelt blessings?
Their eyes held both envy for Ye Yunyao's impending fulfillment of her wish and joy and blessings stemming from their sincere and profound camaraderie.
This feeling, like the warm sun in winter, warmed the entire court, filling the moment with warmth and hope.
Qin Qianluo was already determined to sneak into Minister Ye's residence tonight and replace all the water sources in the mansion with spiritual spring water, so as to help Minister Ye protect the fetus in his womb.
With this decision, her tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, but the worry in her heart did not completely dissipate.
My thoughts were still tangled up like a tangled mess over the complex predicament that Minister Ye was facing.
Unconsciously, her gaze slowly drifted back to the refined figure in the light screen.
She slightly furrowed her brows, a faint trace of sorrow seemingly gathering between them, like mountains shrouded in light mist in spring.
Those bright eyes narrowed slightly, their depths filled with profound confusion.
It was as if two sharp gazes were trying to pierce through this light barrier, reaching the depths of this person's soul, to explore the true intentions hidden beneath the surface.
She spoke softly, her voice like a gentle breeze brushing against the strings of a harp, carrying a hint of confusion and contemplation: "Rainbow Dash."
Judging solely from his outward appearance, Minister Ye's husband is the epitome of gentleness and refinement.
Look at him, his posture is upright, like a green bamboo standing proudly in the wind.
With a reserved temperament, he is like a deep, unfathomable pool, and his every move exudes the scholarly air unique to a literati, as if every action has been carefully sculpted by time.
It's really hard to associate such a person with those disgusting things.
This person is like a contradictory entity shrouded in mystery, every detail seemingly telling a different story.
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