It quickly and effectively dispelled the heavy gloom that had been hanging over his mind.
His nerves, which had been stretched to the limit and were so fragile that they were almost about to break, suddenly relaxed as if relieved.
Pan Wei jolted awake as if from a dream, and quickly forced himself to straighten his slightly disheveled clothes.
He carefully smoothed out every wrinkle, as if he were calming his own flustered heart.
Then, he slowly rose with utmost respect, leaning slightly forward and bowing his head, displaying utmost humility.
At this moment, his face was filled with gratitude, and every wrinkle seemed to be etched with deep marks of gratitude by the years.
His eyes glistened with tears, tears filled with gratitude and reverence for the Emperor's grace, shining like stars in the night sky.
His words were filled with deep respect and endless gratitude, and he hurriedly said, "Your Majesty's kindness is like a gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain."
Your grace extends to the countless people of Miao territory; your humble servant, on behalf of the people of Miao territory, respectfully bows in reverence for Your Majesty's benevolence.
Your Majesty is busy with countless affairs of state, and I dare not disturb Your Majesty's ears with mundane matters.
Now that you have granted my request, I will make proper preparations for my return journey. Once everything is settled, I will choose an auspicious time to depart.
Your Majesty, I take my leave now, wishing Your Majesty good health and a long and prosperous reign.
The Emperor remained calm, his deep eyes serene and unwavering, and he nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
This seemingly simple action seemed to contain endless profound meaning in Pan Wei's eyes, causing his heart to clench instantly, as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.
Seeing this, Pan Wei quickly and subconsciously straightened his clothes again, carefully smoothing out every wrinkle, striving to achieve perfection.
Then, with the most standard and respectful posture, he slowly bowed and performed a salute.
This bow was filled with his reverence for the emperor; his movements were meticulous and showed humility.
After completing the ceremony, his gaze remained lowered, showing no sign of overstepping his bounds, just as a subject should show devotion to his monarch. He then slowly retreated until he left the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
Recalling the moment he stepped into the hall, Pan Wei's feelings were like a tangled mess of knots, too complicated to be described in words.
On the one hand, he was filled with eager anticipation for the outcome of his conversation with the emperor.
This expectation is like the inextinguishable flame of hope in the heart of a traveler who persistently seeks light in the darkness, burning brightly and intensely.
He was filled with hope that he could secure a crucial development opportunity for the Miao region, bring well-being to its people, and help them escape poverty and live a prosperous life.
This expectation burned like a blazing flame in his heart, giving him courage and strength.
On the other hand, being in this solemn and majestic palace, which exudes supreme authority in every aspect.
Facing the emperor, who was high above and held the power of life and death over the world, his heart was filled with deep fear.
This fear is like being on the edge of a precipice, with a bottomless abyss beneath your feet, where a single misstep could lead to utter destruction.
The fear, like a chilling tide, relentlessly assaulted his inner defenses wave after wave, causing his heart to beat faster and his breathing to become rapid.
Just now, during the time the Emperor remained silent, time seemed to freeze into eternity, and the air seemed to instantly become as heavy as lead, pressing down on him so much that he could hardly breathe.
He felt his heart pounding violently in his chest, as if it were about to break free from the confines of his chest.
I was so nervous that it felt like the whole world was just my own rapid and disordered breathing. My mind went blank, and I almost forgot how to breathe.
At that moment, as he finally left the palace and stepped out of the palace gate, a feeling of relief surged into his heart like a tidal wave.
It was as if the heavy burden I was carrying had been completely lifted off my shoulders in that instant.
He felt as if the wind was blowing beneath his feet, each step was incredibly light and quick, his movements so light that he seemed to float away, as if his whole being was about to merge into the spring breeze.
His mood was extremely joyful, like parched land finally receiving the long-awaited rain after a long drought.
The sweet rain nourished every inch of the land, bringing life and hope.
It was as if a traveler, groping forward in the long darkness, isolated and helpless, had finally found that precious and warm ray of light.
This light, like a lighthouse, illuminated his path forward.
His overflowing joy was like a flood bursting its banks, surging forth and almost engulfing him entirely.
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