She didn't lift the curtain, but by listening to the voice, she already knew what was happening behind the carriage, and she was a little surprised, and she didn't know what had happened today.

The city gate was opened just now, as if it was just to wait for her return, and when she returned, the city gate was closed to welcome the upcoming big event.

Her heart pounded faster.

On Jinling Street, it seems that everything is very ordinary.

Because of the rain, there are very few people walking on the streets, but those with oil-paper umbrellas are walking lightly and slowly, and they don't seem to have any thoughts, everything is just normal.

Ji Ru didn't see these scenes, but Jin An, who was riding a horse with him, did.

He didn't know exactly what the reason for the closure of the city gates, but he was puzzled when he saw that the people in the city were still calm, their lives had not changed, and the atmosphere had not changed.

It is said that before a major event happens, there will be signs, but now the signs are obviously very contradictory!

They walked through many streets.

Occasionally, people walking down the street with oil-paper umbrellas recognized the owner of this large procession and knelt down in surprise to salute.

This team didn't slow down, didn't show any signs, just rushed by.

To get to the palace, you have to turn many street corners, in the past, Ji Ru felt that the huge Jinling, suddenly out of the city gate, long away, but today, she feels that the palace is so far away.

……

……

The rain was a little heavier, and the spring thunder began to roll.

The sky is magnificent, and the gray clouds are thick.

Weigh heavily on the whole world.

Those who were qualified to be summoned by Emperor Wu all stood respectfully under the wind platform, looking up at the supreme man.

Ji Ruhai climbed the stairs, approaching his familiar and unfamiliar father, who seemed to never be able to approach.

He is "his" son and "his" crown prince, and he seems to be the closest man to "him", but only he knows - there is an insurmountable gap between himself and the other party, just like heaven and earth.

Eight wrestlers stand guard next to the dragon chair.

Emperor Wu sat in the dragon chair, with his back to Ji Ruhai, as if he was also facing away from the common people.

Ji Ruhai didn't dare to go around to the front of his father, not even to his side, he only dared to stand behind the dragon chair with his hands tied.

Emperor Wu spoke.

"Come, come, come closer."

Ji Ru raised her head and glanced at the dragon chair in surprise.

But in the end, he chose to take a few steps forward and came to the side of the golden dragon chair.

Emperor Wu didn't look at him, he was just looking at the front of Linfeng Terrace, the front of the Qiankun Quartet.

"Ruhai, you are the crown prince, and the name I gave you is also to hope that your momentum is like an ocean, and it is best to surpass me."

Ji Ruhai bit his lower lip with his upper teeth and lowered his head in some shame.

He knew that he was very different from the expectations implied by his name.

He also realized the intention of his father's words.

"But you are not an ordinary person," Emperor Wu said again, "you are at least better than those brothers of yours, if the world is full of ordinary people, then standing in it, you will be a deserving supreme emperor." ”

This may be what it means to stand out from the crowd, Ji Ruhai should probably feel angry, but now he can't have any angry emotions except for being ashamed.

Compared to his father, he is indeed too overwhelmed.

"Do you know why I asked so many of you to come here today, that is, what are you waiting for so many of you to come?" Emperor Wu suddenly asked.

Ji Ruhai shook his head.

Finally, he felt that he should not remain silent, so he said, "I don't know." ”

"I thought, you still want to call yourself stupid, right?" Emperor Wu asked.

Ji Ruhai nodded.

It's just that he feels that today's Emperor Wu is very strange, strange in all aspects, even the tone is very strange, although it still sounds a little ruthless and cold, but it seems a little more toneful.

Emperor Wu looked into the distance and was silent for a long time.

In his eyes, which were still bright just now, the light gradually dissipated.

His body, which had been sitting upright, seemed to be a little unbearable, so he leaned back on the dragon chair.

"So many of you are waiting here, waiting for me to die."

He said in an unhurried voice.

As soon as these words came out, Mo said that Ji Ruhai, that is, almost everyone on the Linfeng Platform and under the Linfeng Platform all showed shocked looks, followed by the transformation into horror.

Death?

……

……

Ji Ruye's carriage finally entered the imperial city, and it was not and would not be hindered in any way.

Galloping in this incomparably familiar palace, a great sense of strangeness is born.

It's only been a short time since I left, but today's palace seems to be unrecognizable.

The gray clouds in the sky seemed to dye the entire palace through the colors, and everything changed.

There is an atmosphere of oppressive vicissitudes surging.

Ji Ru's snow-white incense sleeves trembled slightly, picked up her slender hand, and put it on her chest.

She should be relieving the pressure brought by the oppressive atmosphere.

What's going on today? She asked herself.

She felt so bad.

She hadn't looked out for a while, but suddenly, as if she had a heart, she slammed over to the carriage window, lifted the curtain, and looked ahead, despite the rain wetting her hair.

She saw the wind platform!

Although the rain brushed like a bead curtain, she still recognized the golden dragon chair and golden dragon robe on the wind platform.

Especially her father, who sat on a golden dragon chair and wore a golden dragon robe, was very close to her and loved her very much.

She couldn't figure out what was going on, and the tears suddenly burst out of her eyes, and she couldn't stop it.

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……

When Emperor Wu finished saying this, he vaguely saw the carriage in the rain curtain, and a faint softness finally appeared on his indifferent face.

It's just very short, very short, because soon, he can't see clearly.

"It's getting dark...... he said softly.

Then, there was a long silence.

For a long, long time.

Forever and ever.

Ji Ruhai's heart was very worried, he really wanted to hear what his father would say to him, for example, he was very afraid of Li Zenan such a terrible opponent, maybe his father had prepared something, but his father had not said anything until now.

"Father's ......"

"Father's ......"

He called softly.

Didn't get any response.

He seemed to be a little anxious suddenly, and panic began to appear on his face.

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