In his muddle-headed state, there was no light nor darkness. Zhu Moxie felt as if he was swimming in an endless sea of chaos.
There was no time, no space, and it was so clean that it was scary.
Zhu Moxie's eyelids twitched and his eyes opened slightly. His pupils were filled with a blank look, as if he had lost consciousness.
When it closed again, it was impossible to tell how much time had passed. Perhaps it was a second, a year, or an eternity.
Suddenly, Zhu Moxie, who was in a trance, felt a warm wave on his face. The feeling of wetness and the instinct of years of killing made him subconsciously arch his nose. A strong smell of blood quietly drilled into the tip of his nose and reached his brain.
Blood had an extraordinary meaning to assassins. Once they saw blood, they would either be killed by the enemy or themselves!
This blood had the same body temperature as his own. It was obviously his own blood.
The sense of crisis that he had developed over the years instantly erupted, and Zhu Moxie suddenly woke up.
" Crown Prince!"
Before the first ray of light could enter his eyes, a sharp cry sounded in his ears. It was a man's soft voice, like a male duck's, extremely unpleasant to hear.
Before Zhu Moxie could figure out what was going on, he was startled by the sharp cry. He thought that he had encountered an enemy attack. He slammed his hands on the ground and jumped up. He jumped ten meters away in a few leaps before he had time to properly observe his surroundings.
Zhu Moxie heaved a sigh of relief when he felt that there was no murderous aura around him. He blinked his eyes and adjusted to the scorching sun. Then, he reached out his hand and wiped the blood on his forehead.
"Hiss ~ It hurts!"
"Damn it, I didn't expect to be struck by lightning for acting tough.”
His finger touched the finger-wide wound slightly, and a burning pain pierced straight into his heart, causing Zhu Moxie to grimace in pain.
The great God of Killing was actually judged by the Thunder God just because he was acting cool with a few assassins. If this were to spread, the whole world would probably laugh their teeth out.
Thinking of this, Zhu Moxie couldn't help but blush. In the next second, he was suddenly stunned.
I was struck by lightning?
That's right, he had indeed been struck by lightning. That lightning dragon as thick as a water tank was enough to turn the entire Dongfang Building into charcoal, but he had only been hit in the head?
This was obviously illogical!
Thinking of this, Zhu Moxie realized that something was amiss. There must be something wrong with this abnormality. He frowned and carefully recalled everything that had happened recently.
Just now, someone seemed to have shouted at him. After waking up from his muddle-headedness, he thought that it was an enemy. Now that he thought about it carefully, that person seemed to have shouted the words 'Crown Prince'?
Crown Prince? What kind of joke was this? This wasn't a feudal society. If he were to make such a joke, he would have to check the water meter.
Zhu Moxie lowered his head slightly, unable to think of a reason. From the corner of his eye, he saw his not-so-slender shadow.
His pupils suddenly constricted. Although he was not a two-meter-tall man, he was still a standard tall, rich, and handsome man. No matter how he looked at it, this shadow was just a child.
He suddenly stretched out his two hands and placed them in front of his eyes. The palm that was originally the size of a clay pot was now only the size of a mooncake.
Zhu Moxie still couldn't believe such an absurd fact. He turned his neck and sized himself up from top to bottom.
Only then did he realize that he was really in the body of a two or three-year-old child. He was wearing a black dragon robe with a majestic four-clawed flood dragon carved on it. There were two rubies as big as lychees embedded in the dragon's eyes. Each of them would be a priceless treasure in the future.
Apart from that, there was also a belt that bound his waist. It was also inlaid with gold and jade. Everything on his body was worth a sky-high price.
"Black dragon robe, Daming Crown Prince?"
Zhu Moxie's eyes were stunned as he looked ahead in a daze. He could not believe that such a fantasy thing had actually happened to him.
Throughout the history of China, the only time that the nobles used this kind of clothing was the Ming Dynasty. In his previous life, as the king of the underground world, he had studied the history of various countries. The clothes he was wearing were obviously exclusive to the Crown Prince of Ming Dynasty.
Just as Zhu Moxie was lost in his thoughts, the young eunuch who had been shouting and shouting just now ran up to him from a hundred meters away, panting. Without a word, he knelt on the ground with a thud and pleaded in fear and trepidation,"Phew... Phew... This servant deserves to die. I've frightened the Crown Prince. This servant deserves to die.”
When Zhu Moxie heard this, his thoughts that had drifted far away were immediately pulled back. He sighed slightly and accepted the fact that he had transmigrated into the Ming Crown Prince.
Since he was already here, he would take it as it was. In his previous life, he had no ties, no family, and no lovers. Moreover, he was already tired of the endless life of revenge in his previous life.
Now that he was in a new world, he could start a new life!
After sorting out his thoughts, Zhu Moxie looked at the young eunuch who was trembling on the ground with a deathly pale face. The most important thing now was to figure out which era he was in.
As the saying goes, knowing yourself and knowing your enemy is a sure-win battle. The battle in the royal family was even more intense than the underground world in his previous life. It was the cruelest ZZ battle. If he did not understand the situation, he might not even know how he died.
Zhu Moxie looked askance at the little eunuch, his face expressionless. This kind of apathetic appearance was not something an innocent child could have.
"Let me ask you, what year is it now? What's my name?"
The indifferent and tender voice seemed very out of place. When it fell into the ears of the little eunuch, it was like a thunderclap piercing through his ears. He was so frightened that his body shrank back. He didn't dare to think that Zhu Moxie's brain was damaged to ask such a shallow question.
" Your Highness, it's the third year of Chenghua. You are the second son of the Emperor, Zhu Youji."”
Zhu Youji? That Crown Prince Dao Gong who died young?
Zhu Moxie's pupils constricted. He didn't expect that he would come to the most famous period of palace strife in the history of the Ming Dynasty. During this period, the first favored concubine in history, Imperial Consort Wan, appeared.
This woman caused chaos in the palace and interfered with the government. She relied on the fact that she was deeply favored by Zhu Jianshen of the Ming Xianzong to eliminate dissidents and wantonly killed the favored concubines in the harem. What was even more insane was that because the first dragon son that this woman gave birth to Zhu Jianshen died prematurely, she developed a deformed heart and could not bear to see other concubines give birth to children for the Ming Xianzong. It was rumored that the second son of the Ming Xianzong, Zhu Youji, the crown prince of Duke Dao, who was supposed to inherit the throne, was killed by him.
The famous benevolent ruler of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Youtang, the founder of Hongzhi's prosperous era, was also Zhu Moxie's cheap younger brother. He was also persecuted by Concubine Wan and secretly sent out of the palace by the old eunuch in the palace. He had been wandering among the people for more than ten years.
In an instant, countless information about this era flashed through Zhu Moxie's mind. After sorting out his thoughts, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light shot out from his pupils.
It seemed that his situation was not optimistic…
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