"I like you, I like you..."

Melodious singing, chaotic images.

He gradually opened his eyes and looked at this new world.

However--

There was nothing, he was like a shooting star at this moment, piercing the night sky of the Han Dynasty.

The talented and strategic Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty brought this dynasty to a prosperous age.

The power of Heaven in the Han Dynasty is incomparable, the sun is in the middle, and the whole world is surrendered.

Late at night, in the Weiyang Palace, the white-haired Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was admiring the latest territory of the Han Dynasty.

Since he came to power, he has conquered the south and the north, and his brilliant achievements have expanded his territory, stretching thousands of miles.

"Hahaha, my Han Dynasty's heavenly troops defeated the Xiongnu. Since I came to the throne, I have conquered south and north, and achieved such great achievements, hahaha!"

Emperor Wu, who was in his twilight years, was indulging in the past. When he was feeling proud, a loud and painful call suddenly came from outside the palace gate in the cold night.

"Liu Che!"

Who is it? Who dares to call him by his first name?

"Liu Che, you are so proud of your life!"

The guards rushed out quickly, but there was no one around. The voice seemed to come from nine days away.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty drew his long sword and stared outside the palace, but no one was there.

"Whether you are a human or a ghost, you must surrender in front of me!"

He shouted loudly, and a strange living light suddenly appeared outside the door. In an instant, the shadow had broken through the door.

He exuded dazzling flames, rode a tall horse, and carried eight spears on his back.

Dressed like this, Emperor Wu reminded him of a certain person.

A person whom Gao Di once feared greatly.

But isn't he already dead?

How come it appears here?

He came slowly, his whole body glowing with light.

Emperor Wu finally saw clearly. His face was strangely pale, and the area around his eyes was red, like a mythical monster.

"You are so majestic, you are so domineering!"

His words were filled with a chilly air.

Emperor Wu suppressed his inner panic. He was the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and neither gods nor demons could harm him.

"Where are you from? Tell me your name!" Emperor Wu shouted.

"I'll kill you first!"

The ghost screamed, and the long sword in his hand was stabbing straight at him.

The surrounding guards were all extremely skilled, but as soon as they stepped forward, they were split in half by Ghost Shadow's sword.

His sword was pointed straight at Emperor Wu's throat.

Emperor Wu held his throat and blood spurted out.

Suddenly woke up from the dragon bed!

It turned out to be a dream.

He wiped away the cold sweat and was about to call someone, but found no one responded.

He drew his sword and walked out of the palace gate to take a look, only to see that the dozen or so guards had actually fallen to the ground.

Is it a dream?

Not a dream!

Emperor Wu looked up at the night sky and saw a purple light slowly falling in a certain direction of Chang'an City in the night sky.

Emperor Wu was stunned...

The next day, Emperor Wu sat upright in the main hall and asked the many courtiers below.

"Huo Guang, what do you think?"

Huo Guang wore gold armor and his beard was still black.

He bowed slightly and said, "Your Majesty, everyone has nightmares, so just ignore them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the civil servant Zhang Gan on the side said: "The dreams of mortals can naturally be ignored. But the dreams of the emperor are not without revelation from heaven."

Huo Guang's face darkened, because the plague of witchcraft has been widely spread in the capital recently!

But what Zhang Gan said was exactly what Emperor Wu wanted.

At this time, the eunuch Su Wen on the side said: "Your Majesty, Jiang Chong, the messenger of pure clothes, has special powers. Why don't you summon him to have a look."

"good!"

"Xuan Jiang comes to the palace."

Jiang Chong was a fat man. He slowly came to the hall, knelt down, and said cautiously:

"Your Majesty, this is all caused by the temptation in the palace."

"You knew it before I said anything?" Emperor Wu was a little moved. This Jiang Chong indeed has two brushes.

Although he said that he dismissed hundreds of schools of thought and only respected Confucianism, he actually highly respected the blood of Huang Lao.

"Jiang Chong, I order you to launch an investigation!"

...

East Palace!

Jiang Chong and Su Wen were walking on the East Palace Avenue. Su Wen said: "Master Jiang, this is the East Palace where the prince lives!"

Jiang Chong said: "The emperor has an order, even the East Palace must investigate."

Su Wen smiled and said: "Mr. Jiang, the prince has always disliked you guys. We are just like grasshoppers in the same boat. If he ascends the throne in the future, will we still have a foothold?"

Jiang Chong smiled and said: "That's quite true, but after all, he is not the emperor yet..."

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, understanding each other's intentions. They hit it off immediately and worked together.

In the main hall of the East Palace, several warlocks led by Jiang Chong walked in with a swaggering step.

Their mahogany swords were pointed under the prince's seat.

"Open it for me!"

Jiang Chong gave the order, and his men rushed forward.

When I opened it, I saw something wrapped in yellow silk hidden underneath.

The prince was shocked and said slowly: "You guys, this is public revenge!"

He didn't know why this thing appeared here, but now it seemed obvious.

The grandson's concubine is holding a big belly, and there is a child beside her.

"Prince, you are going to be a grandfather!"

Above the main hall, what appeared in front of Emperor Wu was the exact same statue of a warrior carrying eight guns in his dream.

"Father, this was all framed by Jiang Chong and others!" the prince explained while kneeling on the ground.

But how could Emperor Wu listen?

He was already stunned.

His face was frighteningly cold.

The prince was placed under house arrest in the East Palace.

He was sitting in the main hall, and below him were people carrying bags.

"Jing'er, Weng Xu, you are the eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law. The eldest grandson is about to be born, and this is not a place where we can stay for a long time. You can go! My clan will depend on you in the future."

His eyes fell on the child, and he said: "Momo, uncle can't stay here anymore, you should go back to your home quickly!"

The child rolled his eyes, said nothing, and nodded silently.

"Quickly, control the people inside, don't let anyone escape!"

A loud shout came from outside, the palace guards are coming!

Emperor Wu completely lost confidence in this prince!

Everyone went their separate ways and dispersed.

After a while, the palace was filled with cries and smashing sounds.
To be continued...