From his intermittent description, Chen Heng and Feng Yishu finally understood what was going on.

Last night, after Sun Youwei woke up, he quickly sent a guard to Sitiantai and once again used the beacon tower to report the news to the world - Luoyang is safe, how about it?

At dawn, the Taohua Guards, who were organized into more than forty teams, went to the prefectures of the Great Zhou Dynasty overnight to check the situation. They took the empress's handwriting and left Luoyang as quickly as possible and rushed to their respective destinations.

Although the scope of the disaster is not known yet, considering the situation in various places, Sun Youwei originally estimated that he would have to wait until this evening before he could receive the news from the nearby prefecture.

As the old capital, Chang'an was more complicated, both people and the land were more complicated, and they should spend longer - the Taohua Guards who went to Chang'an also estimated that this was the case. After all, the empress sent additional personnel to their team, and there were only four people in other teams, and their team had twenty people.

However, what no one expected was that these Taohua Guards had never seen the "Chang'an" they remembered.

Along the way, the wilderness was pitch black, with only the upper layer of the mountains and some vegetation. Everyone was frightened to see it. Although most of them had only seen weak water in their dreams, no one doubted the power of weak water in their dreams in front of such traces.

Without the official road, they could only follow the terrain and general direction to Chang'an. There should have been some scattered villages and towns along the way, but this time they did not see any of them. Not only people, but even houses and farmland were gone. Only when they looked down from a high place can they vaguely see some unnatural undulating outlines on the ground.

A kind of anxiety grew all the way and reached its peak when it arrived in Chang'an.

After the capital was moved, although the population of Chang'an City dropped from 800,000 to 600,000, it was still one of the most prosperous states in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Now everything suddenly evaporated overnight - or burned to death.

The city that used to be crowded with traffic can't even be called "ruins". There are only layers of scorched black charcoal surfaces left on the ground, and everyone, wineries, dance halls, and even the city walls are not left.

Standing at the original site of the East City Gate, they could see the Weilu Mountain in the west of Chang'an City at a glance. There was no blockage in the middle, and there was only a gray-black storm of dust that rose and fell in front of them.

"Then you are back? Where are the others?" Sun Youwei asked with a frown.

The Taohuawei below just shook his head. These things had only happened for a few hours to him, but when he looked back, they seemed to have happened in another world.

He choked and replied, "They... are still in Chang'an."

"Since Chang'an has been destroyed, what are they doing there?"

"Digging." Taohuawei's voice became a little excited when he said this, "Everyone is underground..."

Chen Heng and Feng Yishu both breathed in a panic.

"underground?"

Taohuawei then opened his mouth. They probably dug four or five feet down and soon found a strange hole. The gap was very shallow and nothing was left inside. Until someone found that the hole was shaped like a human body, a body curled up in despair, but was unable to survive.

"...it should be...it was when the weak water rushed in and was lifted up by the torrent." Taohuawei's voice trembled, "We continued to dig down and dug to the top of the tower in Baoen Temple.

"Everyone is digging down like crazy, but... they can't dig the corpses, there are only one by one... empty holes, and there are—"

"Enough." The empress whispered to stop Taohuawei's voice, "No need to continue."

"I, we still-"

"Come," Sun Youwei whispered. A guard came forward to listen to the order. She looked calm. "Send someone to Chang'an to let the rest come back, so there is no need to dig again."

"yes."

Sun Youwei glanced at Taohuawei who was crying and said, "Take him down to rest."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Taohuawei obviously had something else to say. He pushed away the palace servant who was about to help him up and reluctantly stood up on his own. "Huizhi, Huizhi wants to ask-"

Although the Taohua Guard had not finished speaking, Chen Heng had already clearly felt Sun Youwei's face change. At this moment, Chen Heng suddenly felt compassion. He stepped forward and grabbed the Taohua Guard's arm in front of him.

"If you have anything to say, wait until you have a rest and then you will say it."

Taohuawei looked at Chen Heng with some confusion and gratitude. He shook his head again, as if he wanted to say something else.

Chen Heng immediately picked up the conversation, "Wulang, you can send this little brother out together."

"...Yes." Feng Yishu stepped forward a few steps, raised the Taohua Guard's shoulder, and half carried him and half mopped the floor to take him away from Taichu Palace.

On the imperial throne, Sun Youwei took a deep breath.

She looked at Chen Heng, "Where is the news from you?"

"When you go back to your Majesty, Fu Guang's body is not in the dilapidated temple outside the city. It seems that someone has been moved to the mountains for burial."

"Where is the corpse?"

"Your Majesty," Chen Heng looked at Sun Youwei calmly, "Last night, I encountered several strange things in Daizong Mountain."

...

Outside Taichu Palace, Wuro, who was carrying the Taohuawei, slowed down a little.

"What do you call me?" Feng Yishu asked.

"My surname is Yang." Taohuawei replied in a weak voice, "One name is one meaning, the meaning of meaning."

"My surname is Feng--"

"I know you." Taohuawei's voice intermittently. He looked at Feng Yishu, "I was there too that night that surrounded Du Tianshi..."

Feng Yishu looked around and saw that there was no one on the palace road at this moment. The palace gate was in the distance again. He lowered his voice and said as if nothing had happened, "What did you want to ask Your Majesty just now?"

"..." Taohuawei's eyes fell slightly, and after a long time, he said, "You...have you had that dream?"

"The one from Feng Zhiyan?"

"Yeah." Taohuawei whispered, "I want to ask His Majesty... is that dream true?"

Feng Yishu almost tripped under his feet, "You're not going to die?"

Taohuawei looked down, "...I don't care anymore."

After a while, he suddenly thought of something and raised his head again, "...You, since your surname is Feng, then--"

"I have never heard of Feng Zhiyan." Feng Yishu said, "Besides, that dream in the end, wasn't Feng Zhiyan killed? From the beginning, she was born like a natural person and had no brothers and sisters. Our family should have nothing to do with her."

"Then... do you believe it, that dream."

"Who can tell what has happened four hundred years later..."
Chapter completed!