Chapter 579 Continuous Natural Disasters



The two of them walked hurriedly to the Imperial Study, one after the other.

Outside the Imperial Study, the guards stood tall and expressionless, yet the tense atmosphere was like an invisible rope, tightly binding the nerves of every one of them.

The moment Qin Qianluo stepped through the palace gates, her raging anger, which had been like a surging wave, suddenly stopped as if it had encountered an invisible and powerful resistance.

She keenly sensed the oppressive, suffocating atmosphere inside the room.

The new emperor, Ning Yuanhe, sat there with a worried expression. His face, which was usually full of vigor and confidence, was now shrouded in a thick gloom.

Like the sun obscured by dark clouds, it lost its former brilliance.

Her brows were tightly furrowed together, like two tangled ropes, as if a fly could be trapped between them. The deep furrows seemed to conceal endless worries and troubles.

The retired emperor was the same; he sat quietly in a chair to the side, leaning slightly forward, his expression as solemn as the sky before a storm.

His eyes revealed deep worry, and his usual dignified and solemn demeanor was somewhat diluted by this sorrow.

Like a statue eroded by time, it still stands, but with a touch of vicissitude and helplessness.

This scene caused Qin Qianluo's doubts to swell rapidly like a balloon, and her original anger instantly dissipated without a trace, replaced by a heart full of concern and curiosity.

She quickly asked Feng Qingyun in a soft voice, her voice tinged with anxiety and caution, as if afraid of disturbing the heavy, leaden atmosphere in the room.

"Yunbao, what happened to the Emperor Emeritus and the Emperor?" The voice trembled slightly, but it sounded exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's question, Feng Qingyun's face, which had been carrying a gentle smile, instantly turned as if it had been invaded by frost, and her expression suddenly became solemn and serious.

She subconsciously closed her eyes gently, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if gathering some kind of strength.

In an instant, a faint, mysterious aura slowly emanated from her body; this was her unique perception ability quietly being activated.

Like an invisible net, it spread rapidly in all directions, trying to penetrate the layers of appearances and explore the hidden truth behind the event.

As her perception deepened, her originally relaxed brows began to furrow as if by an invisible hand, tightening and furrowing until they formed a deep "川" (river) character.

The fair and smooth forehead now shows several shallow yet distinct lines, as if time has left heavy marks on it in this instant.

When she slowly opened her eyes, they were filled with a solemn expression, her gaze like a deep, dark pool, swirling with undercurrents, concealing deep worry and unease.

Normally, Feng Qingyun's voice is like the gentlest breeze in spring, soft and sweet, with an innate sense of warmth.

It seems to dispel all the gloom and weariness of the world without you even realizing it, making people feel like they are bathed in a spring breeze, and bringing warmth and comfort to their hearts.

However, at this moment, her voice seemed to be covered by the ice and snow of winter, unconsciously tinged with frost, becoming serious and profound.

Each word seemed to carry a tremendous weight, crashing heavily into the air: "Luobao, various natural disasters are occurring in the surrounding small countries, causing constant turmoil."

It has already threatened Zhaoning's border, but something's strange...

Feng Qingyun's last words were like a soft feather drifting in a gentle breeze, unconsciously uttered from her slightly trembling lips.

The sound was so faint, like a fleeting sigh in the night wind; if you didn't prick up your ears and concentrate on catching it, it would quietly dissipate into the air without leaving a trace.

At this moment, Qin Qianluo was immersed in deep thinking about the current situation, meticulously analyzing it.

My mind was a jumble of thoughts, so I didn't hear the faint, dreamlike voice.

However, the new emperor and the retired emperor in the imperial study, after catching the thoughts conveyed by Qin Qianluo,

It was as if I had been suddenly pulled back from a long and deep fog of thought, like an endless black hole, by an invisible force, and instantly came back to my senses.

Their faces were shrouded in a heavy, leaden cloud, their expressions so solemn that they seemed to bear the weight of the entire world.

Every wrinkle on their faces was filled with worry and helplessness. Clearly, they were troubled by this matter to no less than Qin Qianluo, and perhaps even more so.

If you decide to lend a helping hand, how exactly can you do so subtly?

Natural disasters are far beyond the ordinary events of the world; their terror and complexity are like a giant beast hidden in the dark abyss, far exceeding everyone's imagination.

The monstrous face of the disaster can be clearly discerned from the mountain of memorials that came pouring in like snowflakes.

It is like a surging, endless tide, wave after wave, seemingly intent on mercilessly sweeping everything in the world into an endless abyss of darkness.

Every natural disaster is accompanied by devastating scenes of broken lands and lost lives, causing immense grief and outrage.

The soldiers stationed on the border were all astonished by this bizarre and terrifying situation, and their hearts were filled with doubt and fear.

It's as if there's a mysterious and invisible barrier, like a natural chasm, that completely separates Zhaoning from the outside world.

Within that barrier, Zhaoning Kingdom was like a paradise, peaceful and serene.

Not a trace of disaster was left behind, and the people continued to live a peaceful and stable life.

Beyond the barrier lies a scene of ravaged natural disasters, a living hell where calamities never cease.

Like the claws of a demon, it mercilessly tears at the land and people of neighboring countries, leaving behind a trail of suffering and devastation wherever it goes.

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