Something Terrible Has Happened in Xie Manor!

At this point!

Wu Ying's expression turned grave, though beneath the ghost mask, no one could see her stir.

Most importantly!

The four nations all needed a relatively peaceful and stable environment to develop their national strength and restore the people's livelihoods.

No one wished to lightly ignite the flames of war. Maintaining the status quo and avoiding needless conflict had become the consensus of every nation.

Wu Ying said in a deep voice:

"To put it plainly, before any of the four nations possesses the absolute strength to unite the world, none of them will allow any one nation to dominate alone."

Gongsun Pingxi bowed and smiled.

"Your Majesty sees far ahead. This old minister admires you."

"Indeed, the realm needs an era of great order, so the people may live and work in peace, and the nation may prosper and flourish. Give Qianyuan ten years, and this old minister is confident he can help Your Majesty achieve the grand undertaking of unifying the realm!"

Wu Ying stepped forward and helped Gongsun Pingxi up.

"In the future, I will have to rely greatly on you, sir!"

Gongsun Pingxi was about to speak.

Just then!

A Black Ice Terrace messenger, dressed in ink-black clothes with his black robe billowing, entered the military tent and said steadily:

"Your Majesty, an urgent dispatch from Morning Mausoleum has arrived. Please review it."

Before his words had faded!

A sealed confidential letter had already been gently placed on the desk, its wax seal radiating an air of secrets not to be taken lightly.

Everyone inside the tent!

Their spirits lifted, their gazes blazing as though they wished to pierce through the paper and glimpse Kyoto's hidden secrets amid shifting winds and clouds.

Gongsun Pingxi was also secretly speculating. The sudden upheaval in Great Qing's