Qin Minghuang struggled to turn her eyes, looking at Xiao Liu's unpleasant expression.
For some reason, the heavy sorrow in my chest was somewhat lessened, and I even felt a strange urge to laugh.
This child...
The next moment, Qin Zhaoyue struck with lightning speed.
With lightning speed, he pulled out the sword tip that was embedded in the Queen Mother's chest.
"No!"
"don't want!"
Several exclamations rang out at the same time; no one had expected Qin Zhaoyue to be so reckless.
No one dared to touch the tip of the sword, for fear that rashly pulling it out would cause unknown consequences, or even cause life to vanish instantly.
However, the moment the exclamation was uttered, everyone froze in place, as if they had been frozen in place.
The wound on Qin Minghuang's chest, which should have been gushing blood, did not worsen the moment the sword tip left her body. Instead, it rapidly closed and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!
This... how is this possible? The scene before them was completely beyond their comprehension.
Qin Minghuang's feelings were the most direct.
Just now, Chu Xinglan's true energy suppression was like covering a nearly burnt-out candle with a transparent lampshade.
It isolates itself from external forces, allowing it to barely survive.
At this moment, Xiao Liu's true energy, carrying a peculiar warmth, surged into his body, as if adding a spoonful of clear water directly into a lamp.
The candle flame, which was originally so weak that it was almost extinguished, immediately rose a little higher and became more stable and brighter. At least it was no longer in a state where a slight breeze could easily blow it out.
Others did not have such a direct experience, but witnessing firsthand that the horrifying wound on His Majesty's chest was healing, and that the lifeless light in His Majesty's eyes seemed to brighten a little, they all exclaimed in amazement at the miracle.
The immense hope that had sunk to the bottom in my heart was instantly rekindled and rose up fiercely.
Is it possible? Can the Sixth Prince really pull His Majesty back from the brink of death?
However, Qin Zhaoyue's expression did not relax at all; on the contrary, it became even more solemn.
She kept a close eye on the merit points in her mind, and sure enough, the rate at which they were being consumed was astonishing!
At this rate, the remaining reserves won't last long at all.
Left with no other choice, she had to forcibly control the rate at which her inner energy flowed, turning it from a surging river into a trickle.
This greatly slowed down the rate of life replenishment, maintaining only the bare minimum to keep people alive.
Recalling the situation when I saved my elder sister, it required a massive amount of merit points to be injected at once as a trump card.
Only then can the insidious poison, like a bone-deep infection, be completely eradicated and purified with overwhelming force.
Otherwise, if even a trace of poison remains, it will spring up like weeds in spring, constantly making a comeback and plunging the country into an endless tug-of-war of attrition.
Qin Minghuang immediately sensed the change.
The refreshing feeling I had just experienced, like rain after a long drought, suddenly stopped, leaving only an extremely delicate balance.
The huge gap between the two instantly filled her with intense regret and longing.
She wanted more, she wanted the power that could pull her back from the boundless, cold darkness.
Qin Zhaoyue raised her eyes and looked at her elderly mother, whose breath was still weak. Her tone was quick and urgent.
"Mother, the situation is urgent, and I cannot explain it to you in just a few words."
Anyway, you must issue an edict immediately, appointing me as regent, and then I will appoint my third sister as regent!
Everyone: ?
Everyone was bewildered by Qin Zhaoyue's words, exchanging bewildered glances, completely unable to understand the logic behind them.
Why does the position of regent have to go through her? Isn't that redundant?
Jiang Wuyai, who had been observing silently, seemed to be deep in thought. He stroked his chin and took a step forward in the eerie silence.
He clasped his hands in a fist salute towards the Empress lying on the ground, his tone somewhat deliberate:
"Your Majesty, Junior Sister... uh, that is, the Sixth Prince, since she is recognized by the Heavenly Disc, she already possesses a great fortune that is unimaginable to ordinary people."
Perhaps this rescue is closely related to this fate?
What Your Highness is referring to may not be a change of power, but rather the need for some form of legitimacy to strengthen her connection with the destiny of the Great Gan Dynasty, thus enabling her to mobilize greater resources to carry out the healing procedure.
Qin Zhaoyue was startled. This cheap senior brother looked slovenly and didn't seem like a wealthy sect leader, yet his perception and thinking were so sharp.
Although he used the term "luck" instead of "merit points," his core logic was already quite accurate.
Qin Minghuang was overwhelmed by this barrage of information, and barely managed to gather her strength before weakly asking, "The Heavenly Plate?"
Chu Xinglan immediately and quickly explained in a concise manner what had just happened in Qinghui Palace, as well as the process of the three sacred artifacts of Tianyan Sect, the Sixth Prince obtaining the Heavenly Artifact as his master, and instantly advancing to the Divine Martial Realm.
Qin Minghuang was completely stunned after hearing this.
She looked incredulously at Xiao Liu, who was squatting beside her, still with a stern face.
The Heavenly Disc has recognized its master? It's already at... the Divine Martial Realm?
In an instant, many things that had seemed strange before suddenly became clear.
During the disaster relief mission, he was twice assassinated by sorcerers, but both times he miraculously escaped danger.
Following the clues, a shocking case of illegal iron mining and casting of ironware was uncovered.
Upon returning to the capital, a series of unexpected events led to the exposure of the deeply hidden head of the aristocratic family's intelligence network...
If one were not blessed with extraordinary luck, how could such a series of events have been resolved so coincidentally and smoothly?
Moreover, she achieved the Divine Martial Realm, which ordinary people might not be able to reach even after decades of arduous cultivation, in the blink of an eye.
"Little Six...you...possess the Heavenly Disc?" Qin Minghuang's voice was extremely dry, filled with immense shock.
Qin Zhaoyue looked a little embarrassed and touched her nose.
"I only recently learned about it. I used to think there was a strange book in my head, but I didn't know it was called the Heavenly Compass."
The entire imperial study fell into a deathly silence once again.
It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone's expressions froze as they digested this shocking secret.
Qin Minghuang swallowed this shocking news with difficulty; now was not the time to delve into it.
But in this way, all the inexplicable things that happened to Xiao Liu can be explained.
The extraordinary speed of his cultivation advancement, the sudden ability to hear her thoughts, and even the miraculous healing effect that reversed life and death...
And so on, all of which have the most reasonable explanation.
Looking back now, I feel a refreshing sense of clarity, as if I've cleared away a thick fog and gained a sudden understanding.
Who would have thought that back then, she defied public opinion and personally issued an edict to expel the Tianyan Sect from Fengjing, severing its excessive ties with the imperial power.
Now, after all the twists and turns, the holders of the sect's sacred artifacts, the Heaven, Earth, and Man Plates, have gathered in her study in such a way.
But what exactly is the rule of the Heavenly Plate recognizing its master? What exactly does it see in Xiao Liu?
I can't figure it out...
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