Song Yanqing sighed softly.
He felt that anything he could think of, the Emperor surely could as well.
Yet the Emperor still chose to comply with the ministers to execute Gu Xingchuan, which could only mean that Gu Xingchuan's death was inevitable, and there was no way to reverse it.
Song Yanqing spoke helplessly, "Empress, life and death are fated, and wealth and honor are destined. When we cannot change fate, we can only accept it calmly and strive to make life better for those who remain. We truly should not hurt those who love us for the sake of those about to die. People should look forward."
"So, in your view, is Gu Xingchuan truly doomed?" An Ning looked at Song Yanqing.
Listening to the meaning in his words.
"He is doomed." Song Yanqing gave a definite answer.
"But... I don't want to give up," An Ning said slowly, "nor can I give up."
"Empress..."
