Still waiting for Zhaoyang

Chapter 1 Wedges
At night, it rained cats and dogs.

The prince's mansion adjacent to the east wall of the palace was burning with a raging fire, and the flames were higher than the palace wall, reflecting the sky red, which looked extraordinarily weird on such a rainy night.

On the platform outside Kangning Hall, a woman hugged the boy in her arms tightly in the rain, and murmured: "Ruier, mother will let you get everything." Visibly trembling, no one can know whether it is because of the fear of killing, or the excitement of the world at your fingertips.

With a rolling and dull thunder, lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, illuminating the boy's face at that moment.He raised his head and looked towards the east with a complex expression, the soaring flames were reflected in his pupils, forming two clusters of bright light.

It was the midsummer night of the 31st year of Yongqing.

(End of this chapter)