Zhu Feng's expression froze: "What? ”

The guard said: "Your Highness, just over there in Zichen Palace, I have found the emperor!" ”

Zhu Feng immediately glanced back at Heyi, Heyi's brows also frowned slightly, the two of them glanced at each other like this, and immediately walked towards Zichen Palace without saying anything.

Along the way, the two of them didn't speak again, but in the tense atmosphere, they could clearly feel the rapid breathing and heartbeat, and after walking for a while, they finally arrived at the Zichen Palace, which was closest to the north gate of the palace, only to find that it was already a ruin, and there were people pouring water on it, and a scorching smell rushed to the face.

As soon as they saw Zhu Feng coming, those guards stepped forward one after another: "Your Highness." ”

Zhu Feng looked at the ruins and frowned: "What about people? ”

The leader of one of the guards stepped forward, his face still stained with some soot, and said, "Your Highness, it's inside." ”

"Take this king over."

"Yes."

After speaking, the man carefully led the way in front, Zhu Feng and Heyi slowly walked inside, although the fire had been extinguished, but the blazing temperature had not subsided, only a few steps in, the corners of the clothes were burned black.

When I went to the innermost, I found a charred corpse lying on the ground.

Zhu Feng's brows furrowed: "This-"

The leader of the guard immediately said, "Your Highness, it's him." ”

“……”

Zhu Feng didn't speak, but slowly stepped forward, the corpse had been burned beyond recognition, and he couldn't identify who it was, but when he got closer, he found that there was still a little corner of his clothes, which seemed to be pressed under his body, so it was not completely scorched.

And the corners of the clothes are bright yellow.

In this palace, in this world, there is only one person who can wear bright yellow.

So this, that's the emperor.

This is the emperor?

Zhu Feng's eyebrows twisted into a pimple, and he looked at the charred corpse with burning eyes, although he didn't say a word, he also asked himself in his heart, this, is this really the emperor?

His nephew, the imperial grandson who was entrusted by the imperial examination, couldn't wait to cut the feudal domain after he ascended the throne, wanting to suppress the emperors of these uncles, making a big show of strength, and wanting to create a prosperous emperor.

Now, that's what it looks like?

He walked forward slowly, crouched down to make a careful identification, and the people around him didn't even dare to look at it, but he couldn't take his eyes off it, looking at the unrecognizable face.

This, is the emperor?

Did he really die here?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Heyi, who was standing behind him without saying a word.

Heyi also glanced at him, but still didn't say anything.

After a moment of silence, Zhu Feng stood up, turned his back to the charred corpse and said: "Pass the order, there is a fire in the palace, the emperor is killed, and he will be buried with a thick funeral, and he will be treated with national courtesy." ”

"Yes."

"From now on, the nine gates will be closed, and no idle people will be allowed to leave the palace, and if anyone violates the order, there will be no mercy!"

"Yes!"

After giving these orders, he turned and walked forward until he reached the gate of the palace.

At this time, a faint white of fish belly appeared in the dark sky ahead, and the sky was about to dawn.

Zhu Feng stopped.

Heyi also stopped, standing only three or four steps away from him, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Zhu Feng's tall figure, revealing a majestic silhouette in the faint morning light.

He heard his deep voice slowly sound—

"Crane clothes."

"Your Highness."

"Is he really dead?"