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Empress Dowager Shouren looked neither angry nor upset, with her brows furrowed. She glanced coldly at everyone. She raised her hand slightly, and the nanny beside her immediately leaned over.

The Queen Mother spoke in a low, gentle voice, with unquestionable authority.

There was a glimmer of understanding in the nanny's eyes. She nodded slightly, turned around and left quietly. Her steps were so light that she seemed to blend into the shadows, and the people in the hall didn't even notice.

The Queen Mother watched the nanny leave and tapped the ground lightly with the cane in her hand, as if trying to hide some emotion.

Shen Runing stood aside, secretly following the departing nanny with her eyes, and felt alert in her heart. Although she didn't know what the empress dowager wanted to investigate, she realized that the situation was more complicated than she had imagined.

The assassin suddenly showed up just now, and now the Queen Mother is taking action in secret. The conspiracy behind this is probably already intertwined into a web, and one will be drawn into it if one is not careful.

Shen Runing lowered her eyes, thinking secretly, and suddenly she felt a vague gaze falling on her. Her heart trembled, and she looked up, only to find that Concubine Jing was looking at her.

Wei Lin hurriedly walked into the hall. His purple robes shone with a faint luster. His hair was combed into a Tai Chi style and his phoenix eyes revealed a bit of sharpness and calmness.

He looked to be in his early twenties, but he had an air of dignity that could not be underestimated.

The moment he stepped into the hall, he felt the oppressive and weird atmosphere. The faint smell of blood in the air made him frown slightly, but he quickly recovered and saluted to the emperor, saying, "Your Majesty."

Wei Lin's arrival caused a murmur of discussion in the hall.

"So young..."

"What a handsome guy!?"

"I heard that this person is extremely talented!"

……

Listening to the whispers, Wei Lin glanced at the crowd calmly, showing neither timidity nor pride.

The emperor picked up the wine glass and drank it all. A hint of drunkenness and hidden fatigue were hidden in his expression.

He put down the cup, tapped the table lightly, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Wei Lin, I want to ask you - how is the fate of my Tianyan country?"

When he mentioned the destiny of the country, it seemed casual, but in fact it was full of deep meaning. Putting down the wine glass, the emperor's eyes fell on Wei Lin. Although his eyes were calm, they concealed deep thoughts and uneasiness.

Recently, the palace and the court have been extremely uneasy.

All signs indicated some potential crisis, and this crisis was a threat to his imperial power.

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall suddenly fell silent. Everyone held their breath and listened. Even Shen Runing raised his head, his eyes full of scrutiny.

Wei Lin's face remained calm when he heard this. He slowly stepped forward and said in a calm voice, "Your Majesty, matters concerning the fate of the country are not something that a commoner can speak rashly about."

When he said this, his eyes swept towards the bloodstains on the ground that had not completely dried.

The emperor frowned even more deeply, as if he was somewhat impatient with Wei Lin's excuse. He snorted softly, raised his hand and hugged the noble lady Chunhong beside him, holding her in his arms.

Concubine Chunhong was startled by this sudden action, but soon she leaned over obediently and called softly, "Your Majesty..."

The emperor did not even glance at her. He pinched her chin, turned his head, stared at Wei Lin, and said coldly: "Then forget it! I have plenty of time."

Wei Lin pursed his lips and nodded slightly, his voice calm: "As you wish."

He sat down cross-legged and took out a jade plate engraved with runes from his sleeve. The jade plate was in an ancient shape with a crack faintly visible in the middle.

As Wei Lin made hand gestures, the jade plate slowly emitted a faint fluorescent light, as if carrying countless flowing starlight and the trajectories of fate.

The wind outside the hall suddenly grew stronger. The originally peaceful night was covered by thick dark clouds. Then low thunder sounded, and a cool breeze seeped into the hall with the wind.

Wei Lin closed his eyes and concentrated, quickly forming seals with his hands and muttering something. The runes in the jade plate seemed to be activated, and blurry scenes gradually emerged one after another.

He frowned slightly, and suddenly pressed his hands on the jade plate, and shouted in a low voice: "Command!"

The light in the jade plate suddenly surged, and the entire hall was shrouded in a dazzling light. However, the light was fleeting, and the cracks on the surface of the jade plate expanded. With a slight "click" sound, the jade plate suddenly broke apart and turned into pieces.

There was total silence in the hall, the only sound being the heavy downpour outside. The raindrops hitting the ground, mixed with the vague rumble of thunder, stirred up an inexplicable sense of uneasiness, as if even the heaven and earth were suppressing some power that was about to explode.

Wei Lin slowly opened his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

He did not speak immediately, but stood up and looked around, his eyes falling on everyone's face. His eyes seemed to carry some kind of all-knowing pressure, making people couldn't help but lower their heads, and even dared not to look at him.

The hall was as silent as death, with only the sound of rain mixed with low thunder echoing in his ears. His eyes lingered on every face, and finally, slowly stopped on Shen Runing's face.

Shen Runing naturally noticed the gaze, and her fingers hanging by her side moved slightly, but her face remained calm.

Wei Lin's eyes moved slightly, as if he was thinking more, and seemed to be searching for something through Shen Runing's eyes. After a moment, he slowly looked away, stood up straight, bowed to the emperor, and said in a steady and low voice, revealing unquestionable certainty:

"Your Majesty, although I can see a little bit of the future through divination, I am not omnipotent. But according to what I have seen - the dragon energy of Tianyan is swirling, and the national fortune is long-lasting, which cannot be shaken by external forces."

"Your Majesty is wise and powerful. May God bless our Tianyan country and make it last forever!"

He spoke with absolute certainty, his tone revealing a firm conviction, as if fate could not be changed.

After hearing this, the emperor's frown relaxed slightly, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and he said calmly: "If that's the case, then good! Your words are sincere, and I believe you."

At this time, Concubine Chunhong smiled softly and said, "Your Majesty, you have such great talent at such a young age. It is really a blessing for the country of Tianyan."

The emperor snorted coldly and raised his hand to signal her to be quiet. Concubine Chunhong's face was slightly stiff, but she didn't dare to say anything more and lowered her head obediently.

The sound of rain outside the hall gradually became heavier, and thunder was accompanied by a flash of lightning across the night sky, illuminating the entire hall.

A hint of deep meaning flashed in Shen Runing's lowered eyes. She slightly turned sideways and hid herself in an inconspicuous shadow. Her eyes swept across Wei Lin and the emperor, but her heart was filled with waves.

What Wei Lin had just said, whether true or false, was enough to temporarily reassure the emperor, but she vaguely felt that there seemed to be something unspoken hidden in Wei Lin's deduction.

And the look in his eyes just now clearly carried some kind of inquiry, even warning.

The thunder gradually faded away, but the atmosphere in the hall was still depressing. After Wei Lin left, Shen Runing looked up at the emperor and happened to meet his half-smile, half-smile gaze. At that moment, her heart tightened slightly.