In the empty hall, he was the only one walking alone. He looked up and saw the dragon chair above.
Suddenly his eyes burst into unimaginable light.
Indifferent and crazy.
He hurried up and sat down on the dragon chair, with both hands on the chair handle, clutching tightly.
This position was earned by her life.
It was her gift to him.
Even if everyone in the world is against it, they all say that a man cannot become emperor.
His Weiwei said, he can.
Yes, he can.
Feng Yunian said in a hoarse voice, "You gave it to me, and no one can take it away."
He was left with what she had given him, and he had nothing left.
He wants to guard the last country she left behind.
Feng Yunian showed a sad smile, "They all bullied me, Weiwei."
Those subjects bullied him.
Everyone wanted to pull him down from this position, he was exhausted and trembling.
Every day is hard.
"But I can't die. When I die, the country you gave me will be taken away by others."
Feng Yunian sat lonely and silent on the dragon chair, tears falling silently.
Without her petting him and protecting him.
He's so cheap that he's nothing.
Little by little, the sun entered the courtroom and shone on his pale and haggard face.
He suddenly raised his eyes, the fragility and cowardice in his eyes disappeared, and there was only a black murderous intent.
Feng Yunian returned to the dormitory, put on the emperor's formal clothes, and then stepped into the court step by step.
The ministers have already arrived.
Some people feel that today's Feng Yunian is a little different.
Feng Yunian slowly sat on the dragon chair, with a calm and graceful posture and expressionless face.
Some ministers have already said fiercely: "Your Majesty, there is a severe drought this year, and the disaster is severe. Outside the South Gate, thousands of people have knelt down and asked Your Majesty to abdicate. I hope Your Majesty will think twice."
Feng Yunian raised his eyes, a little light appeared in his dark eyes, cold and sharp.
He twitched the corners of his mouth with a half-smile, and glanced at those who opposed him below.
"Then kill them all."
From today onwards, he will no longer take care of anyone, and will not give in half a step for anyone.
He will let anyone know that if he plots against him or disobeys him, he will have to die.
Because the person who protected him is gone.
All that was left was this large lonely country, this empty palace to accompany him.
He still has to live, to keep her country alive.
Later records.
Fengshi, the first male emperor in history, was resolute in killing, re-using torture, and arbitrarily arrogating power during his reign.
But he is good at governing the country and good at recruiting talents.
During the period under the rule, the people were safe and stable, foreign enemies bowed their heads and declared themselves ministers, and they praised them both internally and externally.
Feng's life was devoted to the emperor's filial piety, and he did not change his country's name. He adopted and nurtured women from the Bai family.
In the 20th year of his reign, he died of illness on the way to the tomb of the late emperor.
After his death, he was buried with the late emperor.
The women of the Bai family obeyed his wishes and ascended the throne.
Created a prosperous world.
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Twenty years.
It was like a lonely soul guarding the boundless country for twenty years.
That kind of loneliness, a little bit seeped into the bones.
Enough to drive anyone crazy.
When Ye Yuxuan woke up, he was afraid of a dream for the first time.
And grievances...
Is it grievance
His heart was sour and astringent, and he couldn't tell what he felt.
I just wanted to find her, hold her tightly, and tell her how uncomfortable I was.
Bai Weiwei was a little puzzled, and gently touched his head with her fingers, "What's wrong with you? Who bullied you, do you think I'll help you bully you back?"
This kind of Ye Yuxuan made her strange and had a soft helplessness.