Chapter 7

Zhu Feng's expression stunned: "What?"

The guard said: "Your Royal Highness, we have found the emperor on the side of Zichen Palace!"

Zhu Feng immediately looked back at He Yi, and He Yi's brows frowned slightly. The two looked at each other Imediately walked to the Zichen Palace without saying anything.

Along the way, the two of them did not speak any more, but in the tense atmosphere, they could clearly feel the rapid breathing and heartbeat. After walking for a long time, they finally reached the Zichen Palace, which is the closest to the north gate of the palace, and realized that it was already a piece of land. In the ruins, someone poured water into it, and a scorched smell came on.

When Zhu Feng came over, the guards stepped forward: "Your Highness."

Zhu Feng looked at the ruins and frowned: "Where is the person?"

The leader of one of the guards came up, his face was still stained with soot, and said, "Your Highness, it's inside."

"Take this king over."

"Yes."

After speaking, the man carefully led the way ahead, Zhu Feng and He Yi slowly walked in. Although the fire had been extinguished, but the hot temperature had not subsided, they walked a few steps and the corners of the clothes were burnt black. .

Going to the innermost point, I found a charred body lying on the ground.

Zhu Feng frowned: "This—"

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

"..."

Zhu Feng did not speak, but slowly walked forward. The corpse was burned beyond recognition and could not identify who it was. But when he came closer, he realized that there was still a little corner of his clothes, which seemed to be pressing. Under the body, so it was not completely burnt.

And the 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 knot, and his eyes burned to look at the scorched corpse. Although he didn't say a word, he still asked himself in his heart, is this really the emperor?

My nephew, the emperor grandson who was entrusted by the imperial test, couldn't wait to cut the domain after he took the throne. He wanted to suppress the emperors of these uncles and made a show of fists and wanted to create a prosperous world it like this now?

He walked forward slowly, squatted down to make a careful identification. The people around didn't even dare to look at it, but he kept his eyes on the face beyond recognition.

This is the emperor?

He really died here?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help turning his head back and looking at Heyi who stood behind him without saying a word.

He Yi glanced at him too, but still said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Zhu Feng stood up, turned his back to the charred corpse and said: "The order is passed down, the palace is on fire, the emperor is killed, he is mortified, and he treats him with national courtesy.

"Yes."

"From this moment on, the nine gates will be closed, and no other people will be allowed to leave the palace. If there is a violation of the order, no mercy will be killed!"

"Yes!"

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

At this time, a faint whiteness appeared in the dark sky in front, and it was about to dawn.

Zhu Feng stopped.

He Yi also stopped and stood only three or four steps away from him. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Zhu Feng's tall figure, showing the outline of a stalwart in the faint morning light.

He heard his low voice sound slowly--

"He Yi."

"Your Highness."

"Is he really dead?"

This night, the entire Jinling City, or the entire Central Plains, the entire world, has undergone earth-shaking changes.

And this is just the change that the human eye can see.

More changes have been revealed bit by bit in the long river of time, but these changes are beyond the reach of the world.

But whether it was visible or invisible changes, Nan Yan knew nothing.

She opened the cabinet in the corner again. There was nothing inside. She couldn't help but sighed, closed the cabinet door, and went to sit down on a chair on the side.

Brought to this room by those people, as soon as she walked in, of course she knew that she was locked up and did not dare to shout, so she could only stay peacefully in it. After staying for a while, she felt that it wasn't appropriate to not have a close-fitting dress, she rummaged in this empty room.

By the way, she couldn't even find a coat.

She could vaguely distinguish that this room was a room in Dongyuan. It seemed that it was a few years old, but she was afraid that it was all forgotten. No wonder there was nothing.

To make matters worse, after the door was locked, those people left. It seemed as if she waw forgotten, and the surroundings were so quiet that no sound could be heard.

She didn't even know what was going on outside.

Seeing the morning light appeared, the light and shadow transmitted from the door crack on the ground slowly moved with the passage of time, the sunlight turned orange, blood red, and then slowly dimmed.

The earth plunged into darkness again.

One day passed and no one came.

In fact, in such a chaotic imperial city, so many people died outside. It is of course a good thing to be able to hide safely in such a corner and no one notices it, but there is a bigger problem for Nanyan, which is starvation. .

Originally, she had been hungry for half a day before she was sent to bed, but now it was all day without water and Food she was already dizzy with hunger.

It can't go on like this.

Thinking of this, she dragged a soft pace to the door, slapped the door vigorously, and shouted: "Is there anyone outside, is there anyone?"

"..."

"Come on, am I being locked up here!"

"..."

"Is there anyone?"

Her voice reverberated in this quiet and remote courtyard, but outside only came the rustle of leaves blowing in the wind, nothing else was heard.

Looking out from the crack in the door, the other rooms in the small yard are empty. she don't know if there is no one living in the first place, or if people ran out because of chaos. The outside yard door is also locked with iron locks.

This is no way to shout, she can only rely on sitting at the door, listening to the noise outside, and shout again if someone passes by.

However, after a long time, there was no human voice except the wind.

Hunger slowly corroded her strength and even more corroded her spirit. Nan Yan leaned against the door and slowly fell asleep.

The next day, she slept until noon and woke up, but even when she woke up, she was already delirious. Nan Yan almost lost the strength to speak, so she could only use her soft hands to make fists and keep knocking. At the end, she couldn't even lift her hands, so she subconsciously leaned her head against the door, bumping the door little by little.

"Come on..."

She murmured unconsciously: "Help me...Help me..."