In the Imperial Palace of Nanfeng Kingdom, Long Tian strode up the steps to the throne after pushing open the main hall door. Before anyone could react, he held Nan Tian's collar with his hands and pressed him against the wall. Nan Tian, who was unprepared, faced
Before he could react to these actions, he was already suppressed and unable to move.
The guards below suddenly woke up and pulled out their weapons one after another, pointing at the young commander tremblingly, fearing that he would do something treacherous on impulse.
Before they could scold them, Long Tian angrily asked Nan Tian:
"Why is he wanted?"
"Who?" Nan Tian couldn't react for a moment.
"Why are you pretending to be stupid? Who else but Wuyou!"
"Because she violated the national law!" Nan Tian was stunned for a moment and came to his senses and defended.
"Which national law has Wuyou violated? Aren't we brothers?" Long Tian's expression was ferocious and confused.
"You don't need to know about this!" Nan Tian seemed to feel offended, so he grabbed Long Tian's hand and tried to pull it away.
"Tell me, tell me why..." But Long Tian's strength in anger was so great.
"..." Nan Tian felt bitter in his heart but was speechless.
"Are you really so heartless?"
"Commander Longtian, do you know what you are doing?" The guard at the foot of the steps finally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded him.
"Haha, Your Majesty..." Long Tian pushed Nan Tian against the wall with force, and let him go after a moment.
Long Tian left a dry greeting and left the palace without looking back, leaving only the guards who were looking at each other at a loss, and Nan Tian who was still breathing heavily and collapsed on the ground.
When Long Tian walked away, several smart guards rushed to Nan Tian and helped him up. The other guards were about to go out to chase Long Tian, but Nan Tian waved his hand to stop him.
After drinking away the guards in the hall, only the confused Nan Tian was left in the empty hall. He looked at the door where Long Tian left and sighed deeply. Coming in through the door in the sun, it seemed that Wuyou and Long Tian were still echoing.
As Tian left his back, he sat weakly on the ground with his hands around his knees. Only in this way would he feel that he was not alone and that he still had friends.
In this way, an emperor sat on the steps, leaning on the legs of the throne and slowly fell into a dream.
Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to have returned to the days when he was a mercenary. They took the fledgling Wuyou to the mercenary tavern for the first time. Wuyou was teased by Hu Mei, and everyone made fun of her. Everything was so real.
, as if it was just yesterday.
The camera flickered, and everyone was seen leaving him again, first his father, who had always doted on him, then his royal brother, and finally the figure of Wuyou leaving was frozen.
He stretched out his hand and tried his best to keep them, but he couldn't even touch the corners of Wuyou's clothes. Then he watched them walk away one by one and disappeared into the light, leaving him alone in the end.
I don't know how long it took, but Nan Tian woke up in a cold sweat. His legs and feet were a little numb from kneeling for a long time. He supported the ground with his hands and tried to stand up from the ground, but his numb legs never allowed him to do so.
Nan Tian sighed helplessly, looked back at the throne he was leaning on, and finally came to the throne holding on to the back of the chair.
When he was a child, his height was only as high as kneeling and sitting. He would often stand here like this now, hugging his father's legs and acting coquettishly towards his father, hoping that his father would play with him.
Every time at this time, his father would hold him on his knees, scratch his nose lovingly, and complain to him about political matters that he could not understand, either the disobedience of the principality, or the various factions in Nanfeng.
A disaster.
At that time, Xiao Nantian always secretly vowed in his heart that he must be an outstanding prince and help his father deal with all the troublesome things, so that his father would have time to play with him.
I have always felt that as a father-like being, I am just a little busy, but at least I am happy.
But soon he learned the sorrow of being an emperor.
He could never forget that it was the first time he cried while his father beheaded a minister. Even if he sang to him to make him happy, he didn't even touch his lips.
He covered his face with a helpless hand.
Thinking of that scene, my ears seemed to recall what my father said at that time.
"Tian'er, you must remember that as an emperor, you will not have friends, nor can you have those illusory friendships. Even if you do, you must bury them deeply in your heart and stay away from them. Only
This way you won’t be hesitant when faced with choices, and you won’t suffer from losing those things!”
He didn't understand what his father said at first, but now he understands it.
Suddenly, he regretted why he didn't listen to his father. He foolishly thought that he could also have those beautiful friendships. The things he pursued so hard and wanted to hold on to tightly always left him.
He had asked himself many times that if everything stayed at Ramiel Fortress, maybe they would always be friends.
But he didn't have the confidence to answer his own questions. For those questions, if he was given another chance to choose, he would eventually make such a decision!
After Wuyou left, he knew that Long Tian would know sooner or later, so he did not hide anything, but Long Tian also left him. Maybe the long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain.
He now deeply hates himself. He can use those conspiracy methods against those who don't listen to him without any emotion, but he really can't bear to treat his friends who share life and death. He is afraid that such a self will eventually hurt those who regard him as a person.
Long Tian, who is my best friend.
Maybe politics is dark. From the moment he became an emperor, he could no longer confide in Long Tian and drink happily with him.
Long Tian, on the other hand, is like a dashing warrior. What he shows is his truest feeling. If you are nice to him, he will treat you with all his heart.
It was this kind of friend that made him hate himself even more. Maybe letting them go would be a good thing for him and everyone else. Maybe it's not a life-and-death situation yet. Maybe we can still be strangers when we meet again.
, instead of enemies, this is the best ending.
Life is like this, full of all kinds of helplessness.
When you are a child, there are some things that you cannot understand; when you understand them, you will never be young again.
In just a few months after sitting on the throne, Nan Tian gained a lot, but also lost a lot. Perhaps when he sat on that throne, he was destined to walk alone.
As an emperor, you can only bury your worries in your heart, and you can only bear the pain silently. You still have to solve it on your own.
On the shore of Thorn Lake in the South Wind Empire, Wuyou stood facing the wind, staring at the thorns on the river bank in a daze.
It was a thorn bird. It had bright feathers like burning flames. At this time, it was nailed to the sharpest and longest thorn. There were still intermittent cries coming from the branches.
The song was elegant and melodious, more beautiful than any song in the world.
Blood flowed out of its already thin body, but it only made its feathers darker in color. It seemed as if it had not heard of such pain, and it just kept fanning its wings desperately, and its sweet singing never stopped.
This was Wuyou's first time seeing such a bird, but she was no stranger to the legend of the thorn bird, so she didn't stop it from moving like a moth to a flame, but just quietly watched its life from the side.
The final glory.
The singing still continued, but the sound became fainter. The thorn bird did not realize that death was coming at all. It just sang and sang until its life was exhausted and it could no longer sing a note.
Wuyou didn't understand why the thorn bird died in song - it created a beautiful eternity in such a tragic way, but left a sad mystery to people. She also didn't understand why a great empire would choose to kill the emperor.