Wen Yunqiufei

When the fire started, Zhu Di was outside the imperial city.The surrounding voices are very noisy. Some people feel that they did not expect the little emperor to have the courage to die for his country at such a young age. Some people congratulate him for his great wish to be fulfilled. Some people are already excitedly preparing to receive the celebration banquet in Wangcheng...but there is only Zhu Di. Looking at that piece of fire, I felt the pain of burning my heart.The fire seemed to be able to pounce on his face, wrap around his body, and burn him to death!

Reflecting the fiery red sky, Zhu Di seemed to see that smiling face again.I like to see his gentle smile, although he knew it might be fake a long time ago; what I like more is the occasional cunning in his eyes, and the fleeting flash of pride when the trick succeeds; What I like, but the only thing is the playfulness and concentration in his eyes.Yes, focus, Zhu Yunqi only had a touch of focus when he was looking at his fourth uncle, or it should be said, it was a touch of focus for someone worthy of competition.In the past, Zhu Yunqi's focus was also given to several people, but slowly, he only focused on him.Because Zhu Di knew that if he wanted to get that focused gaze, the only sad thing was to be his enemy.So he did it very carefully, step by step, and he did get his focused gaze.

But now, where is that proud child?He fought all the way here, but he wanted to put himself in his eyes and heart, even if he hated him.He never thought of forcing him to die, he even arranged his future whereabouts, just to be a prince, an idle prince who has no fief and lives in the palace.He wants to be able to look at him all the time; he wants to talk to him when the government is not going well, even if he has to ridicule him; he even fantasizes that they can remember them with wine glasses on all special days Mutual relatives, or he is finally bored, can scold him, get angry at him, and get angry with him-although this is a face he has never seen, but he has imagined it more than once or twice ?But now, where is that person who always smiles lightly?

"My lord. My lord? My lord?!" Yao Guangxiao called out three times in succession before he regained the sanity of Yan Wang Zhu Di.At the moment when King Yan turned his head to look at him, he could hardly understand the color in those usually firm eyes.There are too many emotions in it, so he can't tell them apart, but what is certain is that there is absolutely no surprise and pride that should be there. Instead, the sparkle in the eyes almost makes him mistake it for tears.

"Let's go into the city!" Zhu Di closed his eyes, refusing others to see the color in his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he was already the resolute King Yan again.

"Yes."

When the army entered the city, Zhu Di couldn't tolerate others, and went straight to the burning palace.The place where the fire started was very strange, it was not the court hall, not the emperor's bedroom, but the Prince's Hall.Zhu Di didn't say a word, didn't say how to arrange the army, and didn't say how to take over the imperial city, just watched everyone put out the fire.

The fire was extinguished, and three charred bodies were brought out.

"Report."

"speak."

"Three people were burned to death, suspected to be the emperor, empress and prince."

Zhu Di glanced at the person who returned the report, and without saying anything, he walked up to the three corpses in person.

"Three?" Zhu Di slapped the person who returned him somersault, "Can't you even tell the difference between burnt wood and human bones? Even if you can't tell the difference, what about the human head?"