Chapter 13 Is He Really Dead?

Zhu Feng's expression froze: "What?"

The guard said, "Your Highness, we've found the Emperor over at the Purple Palace!"

Zhu Feng immediately turned around and looked at He Yi, who also frowned slightly. The two looked at each other, and without saying anything, they immediately walked quickly towards the Zichen Palace.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, but they could clearly feel their rapid breathing and heartbeats in the tense atmosphere. After walking for a while, they finally arrived at the Zichen Palace, which was closest to the north gate of the imperial palace. They found that it was already a ruin, and someone was pouring water inside. A burnt smell hit them in the face.

When they saw Zhu Feng coming, the guards came forward and said, "Your Highness."

Zhu Feng looked at the ruins and frowned: "Where are the people?"

One of the guards' leaders came forward, his face still stained with soot, and said, "Your Highness, it's inside."

"Take this king there."

"yes."

After saying that, the man carefully led the way in front. Zhu Feng and He Yi walked slowly inside. Although the fire had been put out, the scorching temperature had not subsided. After walking a few steps inside, the corners of their clothes were burned black.

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

Zhu Feng frowned: "This——"

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

“…”

Zhu Feng did not say anything, but walked forward slowly. The body had been burned beyond recognition and it was impossible to identify who it belonged to. However, when he took a closer look, he found that there was still a piece of clothing, which seemed to be pressed under the body, so it was not completely burnt.

And that little corner of the clothes was bright yellow.

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

So this is the emperor.

Is this the emperor?

Zhu Feng's brows were twisted into a knot, and he stared at the charred corpse with burning eyes. Although he didn't say a word, he was asking himself in his heart, is this really the emperor?

His own nephew, the crown prince who was entrusted with great trust by the emperor's father, could not wait to reduce the power of the princes after he ascended the throne. He wanted to suppress the emperors of his uncles and act like he wanted to show his strength and create a prosperous era.

Now, is this the case?

He walked forward slowly, squatted down and identified it carefully. The people around him didn't even dare to look, but he stared at the unrecognizable face.

Is this the emperor?

Did he really die here?

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

He Yi also looked at him, still saying nothing.

After a moment's silence, Zhu Feng stood up, turned his back to the charred corpse, and said, "Pass the order down. There was a fire in the palace, and the emperor has died. Bury him with honors and treat him with state ceremony."

"yes."

"From this moment on, all nine gates are sealed. No one is allowed to leave the palace. Anyone who disobeys this order will be killed without mercy!"

"yes!"

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

At this time, a faint pale light appeared in the dark sky ahead, and dawn was about to break.

Zhu Feng stopped.

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, his majestic outline revealed in the dim morning light.

He heard his low voice slowly rising——

"Crane Clothes."

"Your Highness."

"Is he really dead?"