A piece of Japanese incense

Seeing the army lined up on the top of Xuande Tower from afar, Feng Zhixu was anxious, but he had difficulty moving forward. He wanted to step forward, but was afraid that the emperor's grandfather was not on top, so he hid in the dark shadows of the street corner, waiting for an opportunity to move.

It was a long time before he saw the imperial guard Chen Feng and Feng Zhiyan going up the stairs side by side, and then he was sure that the emperor must be upstairs.

Feng Zhixu clenched his teeth and pressed his hand against the wound. Although he still had doubts about the identity of the person who tried to assassinate him, since Lord Chen was in a hurry, he must have thought that the Emperor must be upstairs.

He mustered up his courage, ran to an open area, and shouted towards the attic: "Uncle Chen Liu! I'm Zhixu! Open the door quickly! Take me to see Grandpa Huang! I have something important to tell you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an order, and several guards pointed their spears accurately at Feng Zhixu's throat, and shouted at the same time: "Stop! Who are you? How dare you be so presumptuous here!"

Feng Zhixu suppressed his inner panic, pulled down the jade token from his waist, remained calm, stood up straight as much as possible, and announced in a cold voice: "I am the grandson of the emperor, Feng Zhixu, and I have an urgent matter to attend to. Please inform Master Chen Fengchen immediately."

However, after reading the jade token, the spears were not put down. Instead, the guards laughed maliciously: "It's really easy to get it, hahaha!"

Feng Zhixu's heart skipped a beat, and he had a sinking feeling, sensing that something was not going well. As expected, before he could even put up any resistance, he was tied up tightly with thick hemp ropes.

"Who are you? How dare you be so bold!" His wrists were hurt by the rough rope. Every time he struggled to break free, the rope seemed to tighten with life, biting into his flesh and causing him pain in his bones.

"Go! Report to the prince immediately! The man has been captured!"

At the command, a soldier rushed upstairs.

The Xuande Building was majestic and magnificent under the cover of night. Feng Zhixu was escorted onto the white marble steps. The brightly lit building was like the brightest star in the night sky, embedded in the center of the imperial city, illuminating the starting point of this sleepless night.

Feng Zhixu was pushed hard on the back. Because his hands were tied behind his back, he could not keep his body steady and fell heavily to the ground.

"Hey~ Ash is here too! Father~ what are you still hesitating about! Hurry up and start writing!"

Feng Zhixu endured the severe pain and used all his strength to twist his body. The scene in the hall shocked him:

A group of soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding spears tightly surrounded the entire palace. The emperor's uncle, wearing a black armor and using a long sword as a fulcrum, stood in the center of the hall, slanting his head and staring at the emperor's grandfather sitting on the high dragon throne.

The hands and feet of the Crown Princess and Feng Zhiyu were also tied up with coarse hemp ropes. Feng Zhiyu was so frightened that he gasped for breath as if he couldn't breathe. The Crown Princess' mouth was stuffed with a piece of dirty stained cloth, and only unclear whimpering sounds came out.

However, the Emperor still sat upright on the dragon throne, his face as calm as water and his eyes as deep as stars. Even when facing the pressure of swords and knives from heavy soldiers, he still maintained an indescribable tranquility between his brows.

He tapped the table with the jade ring on his finger, and every turbulent situation turned into calm ripples in his deep eyes.

"Uncle Emperor, you are committing treason and high treason!" Feng Zhixu couldn't help but scold angrily.

He felt a sudden kick in the abdomen, followed by a violent coughing fit that seemed to cough all the air out of his heart and lungs.