When Su Rong led his army into the palace, fires burst into flames around Zhaohe Hall, but he was a step too late after all.
Behind the blazing fire curtain, the woman in phoenix robe smiled at him and slowly opened her lips.
"Your Majesty, we will see you in the next life."
Ignoring Su Rong's lung-breaking shouts, the woman turned around resolutely and disappeared into the light of the fire.
We will never see each other again in this life.
Three years after he ascended the throne, Emperor Changle proclaimed the empire and decided to move the capital.
Before leaving, Su Rong looked back at Shangdu City, Ah Huan, the throne is really boring without you...
In the nineteenth year of Changle, the overworked Emperor Changle fainted in his palace and died in June of the same year.
Countless past events replayed in Su Rong's mind. The figure who said goodbye to him in the fire walked farther and farther away. Su Rong screamed and woke up suddenly.
What's going on? Am I not dead? !
Su Rong was surprised to find that not only did she not die, she was actually reborn before the rebellion!
At this point, everything is still too late...
Ah Huan, I would rather not take the throne than let you die in such despair again. I will never let you go in this life!
Even though the copywriting is very serious, the article can be summarized in one sentence: the prince who was reborn after the successful rebellion no longer cared about national affairs, and secretly thought about how to kidnap the little girl all day long.