Zhu Feng's expression froze: "What?"
The guard said: "Your Highness, we found the emperor at Zichen Palace!"
Zhu Feng immediately looked back at He Yi, who also frowned slightly, the two of them looked at each other like this, and immediately walked towards Zichen Palace without saying anything.
Along the way, the two of them didn't talk anymore, but they could clearly feel the rapid breathing and heartbeat in the tense atmosphere. After walking for a while, they finally arrived at Zichen Palace, which was the closest to the north gate of the palace, only to find that there was already a vast expanse of land here. The ruins, and someone was pouring water into them, and a scorching smell rushed towards them.
Seeing Zhu Feng approaching, the guards stepped forward one after another: "Your Highness."
Zhu Feng looked at the ruins and frowned: "Where are people?"
The leader of one of the guards came forward, his face was still stained with some soot, and said, "Your Highness, it's inside."
"Take me there."
"yes."
After finishing speaking, the man carefully led the way ahead, and Zhu Feng and He Yi walked in slowly. Although the fire had been extinguished, the scorching temperature had not receded. After walking in a few steps, the corners of the clothes were scorched black .
When I walked to the innermost part, I found a charred black corpse lying on the ground.
Zhu Feng frowned: "This—"
The guard leader immediately said: "Your Highness, it is him."
"..."
Zhu Feng didn't speak, but walked forward slowly. The corpse had been burnt beyond recognition, and he couldn't identify who it was at all. Under the body, so it is not completely burnt.
And that little corner of the clothes is bright yellow.
In this palace, in this world, there is only one person who can wear bright yellow.
So this is the emperor.
This is the emperor
Zhu Feng's eyebrows were twisted into a pimple, and he looked at the charred corpse with burning eyes. Although he didn't say a word, he still asked himself in his heart, is this really the emperor
My nephew, the grandson of the emperor who was entrusted by the imperial examination, couldn't wait to cut down the feudal clan after he ascended the throne. emperor.
Now, is it like this
He walked forward slowly, knelt down to identify carefully, the people around didn't even dare to take a look, but he kept his eyes on the face beyond recognition.
This is the emperor
Did he really die here
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at He Yi who was standing behind him without saying a word.
He Yi also glanced at him, but still said nothing.
After a moment of silence, Zhu Feng stood up, turned his back to the charred corpse and said, "The order will go on, the palace will catch fire, and the emperor will die. Treat him with state courtesy."
"yes."
"From now on, the nine gates will be closed, and no idlers will be allowed to leave the palace. Anyone who violates the order will be killed without mercy!"
"yes!"
After giving these instructions, he turned around and walked forward until he reached the gate of the palace.
At this time, a faint whiteness appeared in the dark sky ahead, and it was almost dawn.
Zhu Feng stopped in his tracks.
He Yi also stopped, and stood only three or four steps away from him. When he looked up, he saw Zhu Feng's tall figure, revealing a stalwart silhouette in the faint morning light.
He heard his deep voice slowly sound—
"Crane clothes."
"Your Highness."
"Is he really dead?"