Zhou Fu didn't expect that Emperor Zhou, who had been so lively before, would die just like that. When he heard the news of Emperor Zhou's death, Zhou Fu was stunned.

After that, he was escorted back to Zhouwang Palace in a daze. On the way, Zhao Gao talked to him several times, but he only got Zhou Fu's response. This made Zhao Gao very worried about Zhou Fu's mental state.

In fact, he didn't know whether he was sad or not. He just couldn't believe that the man would die just like that.

Zhou Fu pulled the white cloth over and looked at the man sleeping in the coffin. The face looked exactly like his own when he was an adult. Zhou Fu felt a chill down his spine. There were no wrinkles on his face, and his beard seemed fake. His lips were purple. It was obvious that he was deeply poisoned.

All that was left was an empty shell. Zhou Fu looked at Emperor Zhou's body and had a premonition that the man didn't die. He just abandoned this body and left!

After looking at him, Zhou Fu pulled the white cloth over him expressionlessly and closed the coffin lid.

The crying in the hall stopped abruptly, like a tape recorder that had its pause button turned off. Then, the ceremonial officer shouted, "Send in the coffin!"

The recorder hidden in the dark called out the names of the five concubines. The mentioned woman fell to the ground with a dim expression.

The woman was panicked and scared. She knelt on the ground and tried to grab the young man. She shouted, "Your Highness, please save me!

Your Highness, please save this concubine! "

The young man looked at the woman's head and didn't say a word.

This was the tradition of Zhouwang Palace when the emperor was buried. The woman saw that the young Crown Prince was soft and wanted to gain sympathy. She didn't know that her involvement in the murder of the prince had already been recorded by Emperor Zhou's secret guards.

The maids pulled the woman to stop her from going forward. The ceremonial officer shouted again, "Send in the coffin!"

The five concubines were also taken away. Outside the hall, hundreds of officials shouted to send off the previous emperor. The ceremonial officer bowed to the young man again and took away a group of people.

The following ceremony was conducted by the ceremonial officer. Zhou Fu stood alone in the hall. His slender figure looked lonely and sorrowful.

"Your Highness, please restrain your grief. Tomorrow is the coronation ceremony. Please take care of your body."

Zhou Fu quietly looked at the chamberlain Zhao Gao who approached him. His gaze was calm and unperturbed. He asked casually, "How's the taking over?"

Zhao Gao lowered his head and replied, "The Head of the Thousand Division has taught me with great care. Everything has been handed over to me."

"Congratulations, Manager Zhao."

Zhao Gao looked at the young man who had become much more mature. He sighed with emotion as if he had a son who had just grown up.

He watched as Zhou Fu was guided by someone to single-handedly organize Emperor Zhou's funeral. He watched as he was ushered to the throne alone in this unfamiliar palace. Everyone watched his actions. All of the pressure and heavy burden fell on the young man's shoulders.

Zhao Gao didn't feel the joy of getting what he wanted. Even though he was now a third-rank official, he only felt the accumulated fatigue between the young man's brows and eyes made his heart ache.

The young man had also suddenly grown in the midst of great change.

Emperor Zhou, who had once sheltered him from wind and rain, was no longer there. He could only rely on himself to walk the path in the future.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Zhou Fu comforted Zhao Gao. He rubbed his chin in distress and pointed at the other two princes. "Take them to rest first."

Zhao Gao couldn't understand what Zhou Fu was thinking. He could only lower his head and say, "Yes."

"Your Highness, please take care of your dragon body."

The palace maids knelt down and said in unison, "Your Highness, please take care of your dragon body."

"…" They were urging him to sleep!

Then he thought of the pile of problems Emperor Zhou had left for him. He was blinded by his current situation. He returned to his room and thought about his current situation.

This world originally didn't have a timeline. Thus, it caused the dynasties to be chaotic. Anything could happen.

The progress of the world's collapse was stopped by Realmspirit's efforts. However, the world didn't form. The people were like replicated models. They lived like NPCs. In order to make the world awaken and become a real thing, Realmspirit created Zhou Fu.

Even if Zhou Fu had the luck of being the Son of Destiny, he was only a baby who was born less than a year ago. The problems that Emperor Zhou had left for him were waiting for him. The fate of the country was on his shoulders. The burden on his shoulders suddenly became heavy.

Zhou Fu knew that his birth mission was to awaken the world. Now, the whole world was pale. The woman who came to him for help didn't have a face. There were only the words "cannon fodder" above her head. The two princes didn't have a face. One said "supporting male lead" and the other said "awakening …"

Wait, awakening!

Zhou Fu sat up, put on his shoes and ran out of the hall.

"Your Highness, please take care of your dragon body!"

"Your Highness, please take care of your dragon body!"

"Your Highness, please take care of your dragon body!"

The NPCs that passed by repeated the mechanical words. Zhou Fu knew that this was the alarm clock that Nana set for him. Even if the novice protection period was over, it was still working. It reminded him that he must go to bed on time at night.

However, he didn't go to bed on time today because he had urgent matters to attend to. Zhou Fu secretly apologized to Nana.

"Your Highness," the palace servant who appeared and disappeared mysteriously blocked Zhou Fu's path. "Your Highness, please take care of your dragon body."

"Where is the younger one of the two princes staying today?"

The palace servant was silent for a moment before answering, "In the West Front Hall. Your Highness, please take care of your dragon body."

"Lead the way."

"Your Highness, please take care of your dragon body."

Zhao Gao finished his work and came to Zhou Fu's side. He said softly, "Your Highness, I'll lead the way for you."

The palace servant was stunned. He glanced at the head of the chamberlain, lowered his head, and retreated.

In Zhou Wangdu, among all the people who were loyal to Zhou Fu, Zhou Fu's orders were more important than anything else. However, above Zhou Fu were the rules set by Nana. Reminding him to go to bed was just a reminder. As for the mosaic produced by filthy things, it was a compulsory purification.

All the 18 forbidden elements were mosaic in Zhou Fu's eyes.

Zhao Gao had already adapted to his identity as the head of the chamberlain. He respectfully led the way for Zhou Fu. At least in the eyes of others, their relationship was far less intimate than in private.

As long as there were other people present, Zhou Fu was already able to maintain a dignified posture. Although he was still young, he remembered to be expressionless. His face that resembled Emperor Zhou's was enough to deter everyone.

Zhou Fu saw that Zhao Gao's long eyelashes formed a shadow under his eyes. The words above his head seemed to have faded a little. He couldn't help but rub his eyes.

The two words Zhao Gao had almost disappeared. Was there some important clue in this?

Zhou Fu was deep in thought.

"Your Highness?

What is it? "

Zhao Gao had originally lowered his head in a respectful manner. Luckily, there was no one around. Feeling the youth's burning gaze, Zhao Gao looked at himself in confusion and touched the official's hat on his head.