Under the deterrence and protection of powerful people, people will be selectively comfortable, and once they realize that that comfort may be broken, almost everyone will feel empty in their hearts, especially unreliable.

If it is strong to the limit, it will be scared and frightened.

Ji Ruhai is like this.

He has long since passed the age of his establishment, he is not the oldest of all the princes, and before he obtained the crown prince, even he himself never thought that he would become the majesty of Southern Wu.

Even if he has been canonized as the crown prince for a long time, he thinks that he is a signboard who occupies a vacant position, and he should choose a more suitable one seriously after his father is really tired.

Moreover, Emperor Wu seems to have always been very energetic, and it seems that he will never return, so as the crown prince, he has no consciousness of undertaking great undertakings at all.

Until just now, Emperor Wu suddenly summoned so many of them, and seeing that his father was still in good spirits, he was still preparing to slowly hone himself, at least for another five or six years, maybe he would have more confidence.

However, his father was just as he spoke, and suddenly his anger slowly dissipated, and then suddenly there was no sound.

He was really scared.

He trembled, but involuntarily paced to the front of the dragon chair, standing under the huge canopy, his eyes avoiding the old man on the dragon chair.

He saw that the old man's eyes were still open.

It's just that the eyeballs don't move, and there is not the slightest light in them.

The intimidating power is gone, and it's like a sculpture.

Ji Ruhai's hands began to tremble, his legs trembled, and he almost couldn't stand.

The eight wrestlers remained motionless, as if nothing had happened.

And the people farther away from the dragon chair, even under the Linfeng platform, those who were facing the rain, all didn't know what was going on at the front of the Linfeng platform, they were all waiting for the reaction of Emperor Wu or Ji Ruhai.

Ji Ruhai felt very helpless, he was anxious to find someone to replace him to get the truth, but in the end, he found that he was really the only one who could not be replaced under Emperor Wu, and he couldn't hide.

He grinned and looked under the wind.

He saw that a pretty figure dressed in a white palace skirt jumped out of the carriage, ignoring the shouts of Jin An and the Yanyu Palace guards behind him, and ignoring the increasing rain in the sky, he ran towards here like crazy.

That's his favorite sister.

Her petite body was so weak in the wind and rain, so weak that he wanted to hug the other party immediately and not let the other party suffer any harm.

In fact, he knew that except for himself and his father, as well as the people of Southern Wu who could not get close to Her Royal Highness the little princess, the princes and princesses in the palace did not like her.

Because she was so favored, she was jealous.

Right now......

Seeing the figure of his sister, he suddenly had some kind of transcendent power.

He turned back, took a few steps forward, and approached his father with trembling hands.

None of the eight wrestlers stopped him, and the people in the distance couldn't see his movements clearly because of the huge dragon chair and the pedestal.

Eventually, he was sure of the one thing that would break the heavens and the earth, and tears welled up in his eyes, and he fell to his knees feebly, and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Your Majesty...... Crashed! ”

……

……

Returning here after so many days, she felt as if more than ten years had passed.

It's not pure strangeness, it's probably familiarity because of strangeness, but it's also cordial and distant.

She has been running since she could start messing around, and she wants to get away from this cage-like palace, and run as far as possible, until her father can't find her.

Running, running, singing, and dancing, that was the happiest thing for her.

The entire country of Dawu belongs to her father.

The palm of her father's hand was huge.

Many times she thought she had run far enough, but her father suddenly missed her, and would turn his hand over, so she reluctantly rolled back to the middle of her palm, and danced her teeth and claws for a while, making the eyes of the man who did not smile often occasionally twinkle with joy.

She is the pearl of the palm, the most beloved little princess of Emperor Wu and the people of Southern Wu.

Today, now, she is still running, as if she has been repeating the time of the past few years.

The rain soaked her palace dress, and her delicate long hair was also randomly attached to her pretty face, and even stained with mud, but she didn't care.

Because she saw the wind platform, and she also saw the dragon chair on the wind platform, and the man in the dragon chair.

The feeling of losing something important was so intense, so strong that her little face turned pale.

She didn't want to listen to the shouts of Jin An and those smoke and rain palace guards behind her.

She is getting closer and closer to the wind platform, and the picture is clearer.

She saw her brother, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Ji Ruhai, take a few steps forward unnaturally and came to the side of the dragon chair.

It's just that she can't hear anything.

She can't remember the rest of the story clearly, but when she looks back on it later in life, she feels muddy, like a dream, and this smoke and rain, hazy.

She remembered that when she came to the wind, she saw the royal brothers and sisters who were also wet in the rain frowning and looking at her with surprised eyes.

She rushed towards the windfront.

Almost at the same moment, she saw Ji Ruhai kneeling, crying and shouting in a hoarse voice:

"Your Majesty...... Crashed! ”

In this moment, it was as if she had lost the whole world.

Everything around it collapsed.

Almost all of them were at a loss, grieving and disbelieving.

They were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, helpless and panicked to the extreme.

But she was still running, and she couldn't stop.

Tears mixed with the rain rushed to the steps of the wind platform, and her eyes were blurred.

She didn't really see anything, except that she felt like she had finally crashed into someone's chest, and that person hugged her tightly.

Ji Ruhai's familiar voice choked up:

"Imperial sister, don't be sad, we have lost our father and the emperor forever......"

"Wow-"

At this moment, she couldn't help but cry.

……

……

Guan Kuo sat there stunned, looking at the rain curtain between heaven and earth, and said, "Xiyun, I always feel unsteady in my heart, as if something not very good has happened." ”

Li Xiyun's phoenix eyes glanced at him very seriously, and said softly: "I'm ...... too"

She frowned, as if thinking: "That feeling is subtle, I can't explain it clearly, it doesn't seem to be directly related to us, but in fact it's always better if it doesn't happen." ”

Guan Kuo nodded: "Me too." ”

(End of chapter)