He resolved a difficult problem with minimal effort, demonstrating exceptional talent and extraordinary strategy, earning the admiration of the entire court.
Even though this case of missing people is like a tangled mess, intricate and perplexing, even with His Highness Prince Zhao's wisdom, he may not be able to unravel it immediately.
Even if Your Highness is powerless, there is still the system of Feng Qingyun by your side! Nothing in the world can escape her insight.
Those who mysteriously disappeared were like phantoms vanishing into the darkness, leaving no trace, but thanks to the powerful assistance of Prince Zhao and Feng Qingyun.
Just like lighting a beacon for the search for the truth, it will be easier for them to catch those subtle clues than for others.
The more they thought about it, the more feasible the plan seemed, and their eyes grew increasingly fervent.
They once again turned their gazes, filled with approval and gratitude, to Lin Fu, their eyes seeming to speak volumes.
Immediately, the three of them eagerly huddled together, their heads almost touching, forming a tight little circle.
They deliberately lowered their voices, as if afraid that every word would be overheard by invisible ears lurking in the air.
After all, it's not feasible to ask King Zhao directly; we need to discuss how to subtly and discreetly inquire about the matter.
They analyzed the complex situation from every possible angle, peeling back layers like an onion.
Every detail was examined like a tiny object under a magnifying glass, and they scrutinized it repeatedly, weighing the pros and cons.
Sometimes they frowned in deep thought, sometimes they argued in hushed tones, never letting go of any possible clue or direction.
They carefully planned every step that followed, striving to ensure everything was foolproof and thorough.
As the discussions deepened, the gloom that had been weighing heavily on their hearts, almost suffocating them, was finally dispelled.
It was as if, under the dispersal of an invisible force, it gradually and slowly began to dissipate, bringing a long-lost sense of relief and ease.
Like a clear mountain stream, it flowed gently along their tense nerves, nourishing their weary souls.
The next day, the dawn, like a gentle painter, softly outlined the Forbidden City with golden brushstrokes.
Golden light, like silk threads, fell upon the well-arranged glazed tiles of the Forbidden City, refracting a dazzling array of colors.
This made the entire palace complex appear even more solemn and radiant. The morning court session, as usual, began in this tranquil and dignified atmosphere.
Inside the Golden Palace, a solemn and dignified atmosphere, like a heavy curtain, enveloped every corner.
The officials, dressed in magnificent and solemn court robes, stood in neat rows of silent guards.
The hall was so quiet it was almost deathly still; the only sound was the soft, slightly rapid breathing of the people inside. It was as if even the air itself had solidified into a tangible form due to the solemn and oppressive atmosphere.
Just then, Eunuch Li's high-pitched and drawn-out voice, like a sharp dagger, instantly shattered the suffocating silence.
"If you have something to report, then leave the court; otherwise, dismiss the court." These eight simple yet weighty words echoed clearly and unequivocally within the hall.
Like a resounding bell striking everyone's eardrums, it instantly made the atmosphere in the entire hall even more solemn.
Everyone's attention was instantly drawn to this place, as if by an invisible hand.
Lu Yunqi stood quietly among the officials, his heart pounding like a war drum, the violent throbbing reverberating in his ears as if it would burst through his chest.
He could clearly feel that his palms were covered in sweat, which had soaked the cuffs of his court robes.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm his wildly beating heart.
However, the uncontrollable unease followed him like a shadow, like a cold snake winding and crawling in his heart.
But his thoughts involuntarily drifted to the streets and alleys of the capital, to the people who were deeply mired in panic and suffering.
Those faces filled with worry and fear, and those vibrant lives that mysteriously vanished as if they had evaporated from the face of the earth.
And when it came to that disappearance case that remains shrouded in mystery and without any clues, his eyes gradually became as firm as steel.
He bit his lip tightly, his teeth sinking deep into his soft lips until they turned slightly white and a faint trace of blood seeped out.
It was like a fierce battle with inner fears, ultimately leading to a desperate, all-or-nothing decision.
Finally, he mustered all his courage, like a warrior about to go to battle, gritted his teeth, and resolutely stepped forward.
After standing still, he first lowered his head slightly, his movements slow and deliberate, as if he were sorting out his chaotic thoughts, while carefully tidying up his slightly disheveled court robes.
His fingers gently brushed over every crease, carefully smoothing it out. Every movement was full of ritual, striving to show the most solemn and proper demeanor.
Then, he slowly straightened up, his back ramrod straight like a pine tree, his hands clasped together and placed firmly in front of his chest, bowing with an extremely respectful and solemn posture.
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