"It is precisely because of this that His Majesty has become mentally unstable, his temperament has changed drastically, and his health has deteriorated." Mu Chenshuang's dark eyes quietly looked at Marquis Mu, whose reaction was surprisingly calm.
If Mu Chenshuang had told Lord Mu about this a day earlier, Lord Mu might have been so agitated and stubborn as to insist on going to the palace to report to Feng Guche.
But the conversation he had with Lu Wei yesterday suddenly made him sense a dangerous atmosphere.
Perhaps, just as he guessed from the information revealed by Lu Wei, Cang Xixue and Feng Moran, mother and son, had truly taken control of the entire palace, and even Feng Guche had become their puppet.
This conjecture does indeed align with Mu Chenshuang's conjecture.
So, is there really no other way now?
Lord Mu narrowed his eyes as he gazed into the distance, and his hand on the railing tightened its grip on the carved pillar.
He spoke in a hoarse voice, sounding as if he were exhausted, as if he were asking Mu Chenshuang, but also as if he were asking himself.
"Is there really no other way?"
When Lord Mu said this, his eyes, which had never lost their brilliance despite years of battle and bloodshed, dimmed at this moment, and even showed a hint of frustration and resentment at having to admit defeat.
Standing quietly to the side, Mu Chenshuang was also seeing Lord Mu in this state for the first time, and she was filled with emotion and sighs.
Mu Chenshuang was very pleased that Lord Mu had finally come to his senses and would no longer stubbornly believe in Feng Guche, nor continue to be blindly loyal.
Taking this opportunity, she stepped forward and, from the high pavilion, glanced around.
After confirming that there was nothing suspicious, Mu Chenshuang lowered her voice and said in a tone that was only for the two of them, "If it really comes down to that last resort, then there is only one way."
Lord Mu, whose face instantly appeared somewhat weathered, knew exactly what she was referring to. This time, Lord Mu did not immediately agree, but he also did not immediately rebuke or refuse.
Lord Mu slowly closed his eyes, and Mu Chenshuang's long eyelashes, which trembled like feathers, lifted slightly as she silently looked at him.
Mu Chenshuang understood that Lord Mu was in pain, struggling and hesitant at this moment, but the fact that he did not directly refute or reject her this time was enough to show that his heart had already wavered.
She waited silently to the side. She knew that it would be very difficult to make Lord Mu, who had been loyal to the emperor and loved the country for half his life, make such a choice, but since his heart had wavered, there was still a chance.
Sure enough, the moment Mu Chenshuang came to her senses, Lord Mu suddenly smiled with a somewhat desolate expression.
Lord Mu's lips twitched slightly. He slowly opened his eyes, a cold smile in them. He never expected that the emperor, whom he had been loyal to for more than ten years, would betray him now.
Thinking of the tragic end of the Prince of Libei, Lord Mu had no choice but to confront this matter in his heart at this moment. Indeed, he had long understood Feng Guche's hypocrisy, ruthlessness, cold-heartedness, and stubbornness, yet he remained stubbornly loyal.
Now, he has finally come to confront the cruelty and darkness in the nature of those in power, betraying his long-held belief that he would never betray his sovereign.
To be honest, making this choice was really difficult, but once I finally made up my mind to make this decision, I felt clear-headed and calm.
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