In the palace of the South Wind Country, Long Tian strode up the steps of the throne before everyone could react, and pressed him against the wall with his neckline in his hand.

The guards below came to their senses, and they all drew their weapons and pointed at the young commander with trepidation, fearing that he would do something rebellious on the impulse.

Before they could open their mouths to scold, Long Tian angrily questioned Nantian:

"What do you want him for?"

"Who?" Nantian couldn't react for a while.

"What kind of stupidity to pretend, who else but worry-free!"

"Because she broke the law of the land!" Nantian was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, and came to his senses.

"What national law has Sanssouci violated, aren't we brothers?" Long Tian's expression was hideous, mixed with puzzlement.

"You don't need to know about this!" Nantian seemed to feel offended, grabbed Long Tian's hand, and wanted to pull it away.

"Say, tell me what to do" But the strength of Long Tian under the anger was huge.

Nantian was bitter but speechless in his heart.

"Are you really so ruthless?"

"Commander Long Tian, do you know what you're doing?" The guard at the bottom of the stairs finally couldn't help it anymore and opened his mouth to reprimand.

"Hehe, Your Majesty" Long Tian forcefully pressed Nantian against the wall, and let go of him after a moment.

Long Tian left a dry salutation, and then left the palace without looking back, leaving only the guards who looked at each other at a loss, and Nantian who was still panting and collapsed to the ground.

When Long Tian walked away, several clever guards hurriedly rushed to Nantian's side and picked him up, and the other guards were about to go out to chase Long Tian, but Nan Tian waved his hand to stop them.

After retiring the guards of the main hall, only the dazed Nantian was left in the empty hall, he looked at the door where Long Tian left and sighed deeply, the sun shone in through the door, as if there was still echoing the back of worry-free and Long Tian's departure, he sat on the ground weakly, his hands around his knees, only in this way, he would feel that he was not alone, he still had friends.

In this way, an emperor sat on the steps, leaning on the leg of the throne and slowly fell into a dream.

Half-asleep and half-awake, he seemed to return to the days when he was a mercenary, they took the fledgling Sanssoi to the mercenary tavern for the first time, Wuwu was teased by Hu Mei, everyone made fun of her, everything was so real, as if it was just yesterday.

The camera flickered, and it was the figure of everyone leaving him, first his father, who had always been fond of him, and then his royal brother, and finally fixed on the back of leaving without worry.

He stretched out his hand and tried his best to keep it, but he couldn't even touch the corner of his carefree clothes, and then watched them walk away one by one, disappearing into the light, and he was only one person left.

I don't know how long it took, Nantian woke up in a cold sweat, his legs and feet were a little numb from kneeling for a long time, he supported the ground with his hands and wanted to get up from the ground, but his numb legs never let him get his wish.

Nantian sighed helplessly, looked back at the throne he was leaning on, and came to the throne with the back of his chair.

When he was a child, his height was only like kneeling and sitting, and he often stood here like now, hugging his father's legs, affectionately coquettish to his father, and wanted his father to play with him.

At this time, his father would hold him to his knees, scratch his nose dotingly, and complain to him about those political affairs that he did not understand, either the disobedience of the principality, or the various disasters in the south wind.

At that time, Xiao Nantian always secretly swore in his heart that he must be an excellent prince and help his father deal with all the troublesome things, so that his father would have time to play with him.

I've always felt that as an existence like my father, I'm just a little busy, but at least I'm happy.

But soon he realized the sorrow of being an emperor.

He will never forget that it was the first time he hugged himself and cried after his father beheaded a minister here, and that time even if he sang to him to make him happy, he didn't move the corners of his mouth, just covered his face with a helpless hand.

Thinking of that scene, my ears seemed to remember what my father had said at that time.

"Tian'er, you have to remember to remember that as an emperor, there will be no friends, and there can be no such illusory friendships, even if there are, you must bury them deep in your heart and stay away from them, only then will you not hesitate to face the choice, and you will not lose those pains!"

He didn't understand his father's words at first, but now he has empathized.

Suddenly, he regretted why he didn't listen to his father's words in the first place, stupidly thinking that he could also have those beautiful friendships, and what he had been pursuing and wanted to hold tightly had always left him.

He had asked himself many times that if everything stayed at Ramil Fortress, maybe they would always be friends, but he didn't have the confidence to answer his own question, for those, if he was given another chance to choose, he would have made such a decision in the end!

After worry-free leaving, he knew that Long Tian would know Long Tian sooner or later, so he didn't hide anything, but Long Tian also left him, maybe the long pain is better than the short pain.

He was now deeply disgusted with himself, those conspiracies he could use without any emotion against those who did not listen to him, but he really couldn't bear to be a friend who shared life and death, he was afraid that such a self would eventually hurt Long Tian, who regarded him as his best friend.

Maybe politics is dark, since he became an emperor, he can no longer put his heart on Long Tiantui, and he can no longer drink with him.

And Long Tian is like a dashing warrior, what he shows is his truest feelings, if you are good to him, then he will pour out his heart and lungs to you.

It's such a friend, which will make him even more disgusted with himself like this, maybe letting them all go is a good thing for everyone, maybe it's not to the point where you die or die, and maybe you can be a stranger instead of an enemy, so it's the best ending.

Life is like this, full of all kinds of helplessness.

When you were a child, there were some things you couldn't understand; When you understand, youth is no longer coming.

In the short few months that he sat on the throne, Nantian gained a lot, but also lost a lot, and maybe when he sat on that throne, he was destined to go down alone.

As an emperor, you can only bury your heart in your heart, and you can only bear the pain silently, and you still have to solve it by yourself.

On the shore of the Thorn Lake of the South Wind Empire, he stood in the wind without worry, looking at a bush of thorns on the bank of the river in a daze.

It was a thorn bird, with feathers as bright as a burning flame, and it was nailed to the sharpest and longest thorns, and there was an occasional cry from among the branches of the thorns, and its song was more graceful and graceful than the song of any living creature in the world.

Blood flowed from its already thin body, but it only made its feathers darker, and it didn't seem to hear of such pain, but it kept desperately fanning its wings, and its melodious singing never stopped.

This was the first time she had seen such a bird, but she was no stranger to the legend of the thorn bird, so she didn't stop its moth-like action, but just watched the brilliance of its life quietly.

The song continued, but the voice became faint, and the thorn bird did not realize the coming of death at all, it just sang and sang until it ran out of life, and could not sing a single note again.

She didn't understand why the Thorn Bird died in a martyrdom - in such a tragic way to shape the beautiful eternity, but left people with a sad mystery, and she didn't understand why a great empire would choose to build the imperial tomb in such a special place.