The weighing of pros and cons here is like a precise and sensitive scale, with each side bearing the weight of significant responsibility and far-reaching consequences concerning the fate of countless lives.
It weighed heavily on her heart, making her feel an invisible yet unbearable pressure, as if the weight of the entire world was concentrated in that one thought.
After pondering for a long time, her furrowed brows, which had been tightly knit due to her worries, gradually relaxed, as if the gloom in the sky was gradually dissipating after a storm.
She slowly raised her eyes, her gaze falling once more on Xinghua. The Xinghua before her was graceful yet resilient and upright, like a bamboo stalk standing strong against the wind and rain.
Her eyes were filled with worry and expectation for the future of Miao territory, and that worry shrouded her eyes like a haze.
And expectations, like stars twinkling in the darkness, illuminated her vision.
Looking at this holy maiden who bore the heavy responsibility of the rise and fall of the Miao region, Qin Qianluo couldn't help but feel a complex mix of emotions, which ultimately turned into a soft sigh.
The voice seemed to carry the vicissitudes and helplessness of time, yet also a hint of relief and expectation for the future.
Well, well, they've come to surrender with a heart full of sincerity and high hopes for the future.
If one continues to maintain a hard and cold attitude, relentlessly pursuing and eliminating all threats, it would be a loss of the demeanor and magnanimity expected of a king.
This is also not conducive to the future development of a harmonious and stable situation.
Furthermore, overly forceful and tyrannical methods might be like a sharp blade, deeply wounding the hearts of the Miao people and arousing their strong resistance.
This would trigger a brutal war that would cause immense suffering and bloodshed, a scene she absolutely did not wish to see.
However, Qin Qianluo is meticulous and strategic, and will not easily give up her strategic goals due to momentary emotional fluctuations.
A brilliant idea flashed through her mind, a well-thought-out plan that would benefit both sides.
She thought she could cleverly take advantage of this rare opportunity to reach a wise and visionary agreement with Xinghua.
A century later, when all the conditions for favorable timing, location, and human relations are ripe and complete, the Miao region will be smoothly and peacefully incorporated into Chengxiao's territory.
This would both demonstrate the host's magnanimity and tolerance and achieve the goal of recovering the Miao territory.
At the same time, it can avoid unnecessary conflicts and casualties, which is a good strategy that achieves multiple benefits.
Having made up her mind, Qin Qianluo's expression instantly returned to calm and composed, as if the previous entanglement and struggle had never existed in her world.
She gracefully picked up the exquisite teacup on the table. The teacup was made of delicate and warm porcelain clay and was decorated with a beautiful landscape painting on its outer wall.
The landscape pattern has smooth and natural lines, as if it were a masterpiece left by nature's ingenious craftsmanship on the porcelain clay.
The distant mountains stretch endlessly, shrouded in mist, like a fairyland; the nearby stream flows gently, and the fish in the water are so lifelike that they seem ready to leap out of the water at any moment.
Wisps of steam rise from the teacup, carrying a delicate aroma of tea, as refreshing and pleasant as the first gentle breeze in the mountains on a clear morning.
It is infused with wisps of natural fragrance, as if it can transport people to a tranquil and secluded paradise.
She took a small sip, the warmth of the tea spreading in her mouth like the warmest sunshine in spring, gently flowing through her heart.
It gently soothed every nerve in her heart that had been tense from worry.
Then, she slightly parted her lips and spoke softly, her voice like a clear, babbling spring in the mountains, echoing gently in the quiet and slightly heavy air.
Calm yet resolute: "I have long heard of the profound mysteries of the Miao people's Gu arts, which are uniquely suited to Chengxiao's land and customs. I am willing to devote all my efforts to assisting the Holy Maiden in reforging the Golden Silkworm Gu Soul, so as to resolve the predicament of the Miao people."
However, all causes and effects in this world have their origins—a hundred years later, if Chengxiao's fortunes converge with those of Miaojiang, we hope the Holy Maiden will grant our request.
May the landscapes of Miao territory and the vast rivers and mountains of Chengxiao be painted together, so that the charm and elegance of Miao territory may become a beautiful touch on the map of Chengxiao.
This is not an act of force or plunder, but rather a wish for the people of both regions to share the same sunshine and moonlight. I wonder if the Holy Maiden would be willing to forge this alliance with me, a covenant spanning a century?
Xinghua's eyes, which were originally as beautiful as autumn water, clear and lively, as if hiding a deep and tranquil pool, suddenly pierced the night sky like a shooting star from outer space.
A fleeting, breathtaking look of disbelief flashed across his face.
That expression was like a massive boulder, weighing a thousand pounds, thrown into the once calm lake without warning, instantly stirring up a thousand surging waves.
The facade of peace she had been barely maintaining deep inside was shattered.
At the same time, a chilling fear, as sharp as an icicle, seemed to lurk in the abyss of darkness, lurking and waiting for its chance to strike.
It was creeping out silently yet swiftly, winding its way out from the deepest, most hidden corner of her heart.
With ghostly speed, it spread throughout her body as finely as spider silk, making every inch of her skin seem to be covered by an invisible layer of frost.
A layer of goosebumps rose on my skin, and every pore seemed to whisper of a deep chill.
It turns out that Chengxiao's feelings for Miao territory were not just baseless rumors and speculation.
Rather, they were undeniably and genuinely coveting the vast and mysterious land of Miao territory.
They attempted to devour it whole, like a greedy and insatiable gluttonous beast, and incorporate it into their vast territory.
Miao territory, however, only took the first step to surrender by chance, before it was subjected to a fierce invasion.
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