The chair had always been empty, and even King Jingzhao, who had been in charge of the situation before, had not sat down. At this time, everyone understood why King Jingzhao had such a humble tone before.
Everyone was kneeling on the ground, and the atmosphere suddenly became so solemn.
Everyone's heartbeat was pounding, especially the ministers who had served in the escort, all of them were beaming with joy. Especially Li Yi, who casually looked at Emperor Hongwen, feeling extremely happy that he had indeed not followed the wrong person in the past.
Emperor Hongwen finally took his first step as a hero.
Such a beautiful turnaround.
However, some Xianbei veterans exchanged glances secretly, timidly and apprehensively. It was a strange mood - the sheep they once thought of in the past suddenly turned into a wolf.
However, they slaughtered the sheep and could only crawl in front of the wolves.
People who come from grassland law understand this truth best.
On one side were the proud Han ministers, and on the other were the dejected old Xianbei nobles. However, overall they were very happy. After all, no one wanted to see a large-scale bloody coup that destroyed the Northern Kingdom.
Emperor Hongwen was in the middle, but did not sit down. He looked at Fang Fei first.
In a room full of civil servants and generals, she was the only one to be seen.
It was an inner impulse, a subtle excitement, almost bursting out of my chest - my fate and hers would always be involved.
It was like this in the Prince's Mansion.
This is even more true now when life and death are at stake.
Even when he walked by, he almost touched her hand - it was a subtle emotion. He almost touched her hand, but inadvertently, he kept a distance that no one could see. It was a kind of intimacy.
Distance, deliberate protection, but no concealment of his jumping thoughts, even he doesn’t want to hide it again——0
I don’t want to hide myself anymore!
But, it was so slight. So slight that she didn't even feel it.
She stood opposite him, her eyes so bright, as if a small fire belonging to a warrior was burning in her eyes.
His eyes were also burning with such a flame of victory and joy.