Qin Qianluo, Su Jinyun, Yu Ji, and Pei Yanci reacted almost simultaneously after hearing the Emperor's brief but powerful command.
They responded in unison, their voices perfectly synchronized, conveying an undeniable composure and obedience, even without deliberately raising their voices.
Immediately afterwards, each of them, with complex emotions—some solemn, some worried—followed the Emperor in unison.
Their steps were steady and slow, as if each step carried a heavy responsibility. The group slowly walked out of the inner room and stepped into the outer room of the imperial study.
As soon as they entered the outer room, the oppressive atmosphere was like an invisible net, instantly enveloping them tightly.
A near-frozen silence filled the air, like the suffocating stillness before a storm, so heavy that every breath felt like an effort to breathe.
In this oppressive atmosphere, before the Emperor could break the silence, Pei Yanci knew that the situation had reached a critical moment that could not be delayed.
Every minute and every second matters; the slightest delay could mean missing the best opportunity to uncover the truth.
His expression was exceptionally solemn, his face taut, like a sculpture, exuding a sense of fortitude and determination.
He took a solemn step forward, his posture upright, and bowed slightly, facing the emperor with the utmost respect, expressing his supreme reverence for the emperor.
Pei Yanci slowly raised his head, his gaze firm and focused, like two sharp beams of light, as if trying to pierce through the heavy gloom and reach the core of the matter.
He began to recount the entire story in detail, without reservation.
His narration unfolds like a historical scroll, beginning with his initial, accidental observation of the extremely subtle yet unusual changes in Ning Yuancheng's behavior.
Those subtle details, like spider webs hidden in the darkness, are difficult for ordinary people to notice, but he keenly captured them.
Every detail is like a piece of a jigsaw puzzle, gradually piecing together as he narrates.
As the story unfolds, the process of uncovering the clues to the evil forces gradually becomes clear to everyone.
The clues, which were like a fog, gradually became clear in his well-organized narration.
He recounted in detail how their wisdom and keen insight were evident in every step, from their casual observations to the various anomalies discovered during in-depth investigations.
The meticulous planning and the groping forward in the dark, every step and every discussion, were filled with the collision of wisdom and courage.
Behind every decision lies a persistent pursuit of the truth and a deep concern for the safety of the Crown Prince.
He vividly described the thrilling scene of everyone working together to successfully seal the evil spirit.
It was as if everyone was transported back to that critical, tense, and exciting moment.
The Emperor listened quietly, his expression changing constantly as Pei Yanci recounted his story, much like the ever-changing sky.
At first, his brows furrowed slightly, the wrinkles seeming to depict his inner doubts and thoughts.
A faint hint of doubt flickered in his eyes, as if he were trying to unravel the complex web of clues.
As Pei Yanci revealed more shocking details, the Emperor's face grew increasingly grim, like the dark clouds and lightning before a storm.
It exudes a sense of repression and anger, as if a violent storm is about to break out.
His eyes flashed with a mixture of shock and anger from time to time, a light like a sharp sword, seemingly intent on annihilating the evil path hidden in the darkness.
He was clearly heartbroken and furious about the misfortune that befell the Crown Prince.
When Pei Yanci finally finished speaking, the emperor felt a mix of emotions, with various feelings surging and churning within him like a turbulent tide.
On one hand, he was filled with rage and hatred for the evil Taoist priest who was secretly plotting against the prince. He wanted nothing more than to tear the priest to pieces to vent his anger.
On the other hand, they were secretly glad that everyone was able to capture the evil spirit with their extraordinary wisdom and courage.
He knew that if this evil path were allowed to escape, it would surely run rampant like a wild horse, continuing to wreak havoc in the world and bringing unimaginable consequences to the entire dynasty.
That could be more than just a matter of the crown prince's safety; the entire dynasty could be plunged into an abyss of no return, and the people would live in misery, suffering immense loss and devastation.
While pondering to himself, the Emperor, with his years of experience and keen insight, astutely realized...
Although the evil path has made some progress in strength compared to the past, its overall growth is limited.
If the evil forces increase significantly, this incident will likely become even more complex and difficult to resolve, and may even trigger unimaginable disasters.
That would be a catastrophe capable of overthrowing the entire dynasty, rendering all efforts futile, and destroying the ancestral legacy.
Thinking of this, the Emperor nodded slightly. This gentle gesture was both an acknowledgment of Pei Yanci's detailed explanation and a helpless response to the current situation.
This seemingly simple nod actually contained the heaviness and worry deep in his heart.
Then, he slowly turned his gaze, bringing his eyes back from the distance to the front, his eyes filled with deep weariness and anticipation.
Finally, his gaze fell on the face of the Imperial Advisor Yu Ji, as if he were placing all his hopes on her in this predicament.
He gazed at Yu Ji with expectation and inquiry in his eyes. Then, the emperor opened his mouth slightly and said, "Does the Imperial Advisor have a good plan to make that heretical soul reveal the truth?"
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