His eyes revealed deep worry and helplessness, as if he were carrying the heavy burden of the entire country.
Could it be...? At this moment, a terrifying thought, like a demon's whisper, spread rapidly through their hearts like wildly growing vines.
However, the idea was so terrifying that they instinctively resisted it deep down and dared not believe it easily.
It's as if once you acknowledge this thought, you'll instantly plunge into an even darker, more terrifying, endless abyss, from which there is no return.
It felt as if a heavy hammer had struck their hearts, and a strong and piercing sense of horror instantly overwhelmed them like a surging tide.
This made them dare not have even the slightest bit of courage, allowing their thoughts to spread wildly in that direction that had already begun to show its ferocity, yet was extremely terrifying.
If this is indeed as they fear most and are most unwilling to admit, then...
For the emperor, this was undoubtedly a devastating blow, like the collapse of the heavens and the earth, a catastrophe that brought annihilation.
More than a decade ago, the emperor witnessed his blood brother, with whom he shared a deep bond, leave him in the cruel twist of fate.
The excruciating pain, like a tearing wound in his heart, was like a deep scar that could never heal, etched deep into his soul.
Even as the river of time flows slowly, attempting to smooth over the marks of this pain, the ache hidden deep in my heart remains like an incomparably sharp blade whenever the night is still and quiet.
Even a gentle touch would bring excruciating pain, plunging the emperor into endless sorrow and anguish.
Now, if they were to cruelly lose the crown prince, whom they had poured all their heart and soul into since childhood and whom they regarded as the future hope of the country.
The emperor will most likely be completely crushed by these successive, overwhelming blows.
Falling into an abyss of despair from which there is no return, the despair and pain in his heart are probably beyond the comprehension of anyone.
Upon hearing this nightmarish and chilling speculation, the ministers felt as if an invisible hand had instantly drained all their energy and spirit.
They all looked dazed and lost all interest in continuing the discussion.
Although that incident has faded into the past with the passage of time, they have all heard about it to some extent and are well aware of the complex entanglements and painful lessons it contained.
If such a terrifying idea were to become a cold and cruel reality.
Crown Prince Xiao could no longer assume the heavy responsibility of being the heir apparent, a responsibility that concerned the future of the nation and the rise and fall of the royal family.
He must not become the next emperor who reigns over the world and rules over all people.
This is because it not only concerns the dignity and inheritance of the royal family, but is also closely related to the rise and fall of the entire country, as well as the life, death and well-being of millions of people.
If there is even the slightest mishap, the entire country could be plunged into turmoil and widespread suffering.
Qin Qianlu suppressed the turmoil and unease churning within her, striving to maintain a calm facade, and refrained from pressing Feng Qingyun for further questions.
Her thoughts drifted back to the bits and pieces of the past few years.
Those seemingly ordinary yet subtly mysterious details are now gradually being pieced together in her mind like a jigsaw puzzle.
They already knew that Feng Qingyun was not a system, and the several upgrades Feng Qingyun experienced later did not bring the so-called system rewards as they had initially expected.
Not only that, but even the special ability that once allowed him to unexpectedly electrocute others, which resembled mysterious magic, was now gone.
It also disappeared without warning or explanation during an upgrade, as if it had been gently blown away by an invisible wind, leaving no trace, as if it had never existed.
Today, apart from that mysterious booklet which still exists with an air of mystery, carrying a trace of its former mystique,
The other functions that were once amazing and gave Feng Qingyun unique abilities have basically all disappeared.
Like smoke drifting in the wind, it gradually dissipated, leaving only nothingness.
Fortunately, that crucial, anchoring spiritual imprint has never failed.
Otherwise, Qin Qianluo would be so troubled by how to deal with this complicated and multifaceted situation that she would lose sleep and fall into endless anxiety and confusion.
It is precisely because Feng Qingyun is no longer able to use those once magical and powerful special methods that the difficulty of handling this matter has increased exponentially.
The once highly skilled Taoist master, Master Xuwu, has long since passed away, leaving behind this chaotic and noisy world.
Like the fall of a brilliant star, it left everyone without a reliable support.
If we need help now, our only hope is to seek out the Imperial Advisor.
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