On the contrary, Lu Tai, who kept looking at the little emperor this day.

But I feel that this little child sitting on the dragon throne is completely the emperor's demeanor.

Others were the empress dowagers who ruled behind the curtain, but now they are the emperor, who is with the young emperor in person. The verdict is still out of Emperor Hongwen. The young emperor listened instead and just sat upright.

What Lu Tai expects was to see the tricks of the little emperor from it - but when he thought about it carefully, he always couldn't remember the appearance of Empress Dowager Feng - the more he thought about it, the more he became, the more he became more vague.

On the contrary, it depends on the little emperor, and how he looks like Emperor Hongwen.

It's exactly the same.

The little emperor is the son of Emperor Hongwen, and there is no doubt that this is the case.

Even the traces of the faint mole on the ends of the eyebrows of the father and son were exactly the same.

For this reason, he was even more terrified - like a vague clue...

The little prince is so cool, Emperor Xiao Hongwen - he has a secret with Empress Dowager Feng - so, Empress Dowager Feng - Little Emperor - Emperor Hongwen... What kind of complicated relationship is this?

He didn't dare to think about it at all.

The back felt cold.

A slight misconduct is a serious crime of beheading.

Everything, before Concubine Mi could not continue to think about it again.

Everything that sets off is ready.

The snowflakes also stopped, and the weather became clear as rare.

Fangfei quietly came to the mountain.

She came to the cabin without saying a word.

For many years, the flower baskets on the wooden hut have disappeared, only the big trees beside them, a lonely world of ice and snow.

The man who was powerful and domineering back then was gone.

This place leaves no more hatred.

Who is she saying silent farewell to - maybe, forever?

Never have a chance to meet again?

After going thousands of miles, his soul - even if he is a god, he can't go to Pingcheng anymore.

Pingcheng, there is no place for gods to hide.

No matter where the endless bitter cold, the endless wind and sand, even the moonlight city, the temple that once galloped across the world, was no longer his world.

Nowhere, I can't tolerate him at all.

Originally, she had never been willing to go back for so many years. Those cruel and bloody memories were not enough to make her feel nostalgic for Pingcheng.

On the contrary, when I recall, I was all sad and depressed. Two children who died tragically, one died in the Rizheng Temple, the other died in the temple... Even those who argued for survival, years of depression...

Therefore, I have been stubbornly staying in Beiwudang for many years, just like a person who has taken root. He originally hopes for this for the rest of his life.

However, in the end, I can only choose to give up - it is my choice.

I once thought so firmly that no matter what I gave up, I would never give up on him.

However, unexpectedly, in the end, he could not compare to his son.
Chapter completed!