Chapter 005 Dianjiang Lips, Night Flowing Colors in the Deep of the Chapter (5).

Once and only once, as Murong Chong was helped to lie down in the tranquil Bi Luo, and as she left while closing the door, she heard Murong Chong's hoarse voice whispering, "Bi Luo, do you know? Being able to wake up from a dream and call out loud is also a kind of happiness."

No one had the heart to ask him more.

Later, Biluo finally learned that Murong Chong was originally the Crown Prince of the Yan Kingdom, the younger brother of Emperor Murong Wei.

Bi Luo has never heard Murong Chong mention it. How did he endure those nearly three years of suffering?

And with the status of a prince, being treated like a woman and confined to the Fu clan's palace, how devastating it must have been for the proud and noble Murong Chong to face such a crushing blow!

The once mighty Murong cavalry, who once roamed the grasslands and dominated the world, like a wing-clipped eagle, had no choice but to surrender to the whims of fate. They even had to sacrifice the esteemed Princess Qinghe and the imperial brother Murong Chong, sending them into the palace to be toyed with by the Qin Emperor Fu Jian, in exchange for the trust of the Fu clan and the preservation of their surrendered status.

One male and one female, flying together into the Purple Palace.

After trembling for a long time, Murong Chong finally felt the warmth of Biluo and gradually calmed down, slowly returning to his usual tranquility and peace. He softly smiled and said to Biluo, "Oh, did I disturb you? I'm fine now, go to sleep!"

But she had heard it more than once in the middle of the night, the desperate and terrifying screams of Murong Chong in her dreams, so terrifying that even from a distance, she felt her heart pounding and her limbs trembling.

Facing the enemies who have harmed their own country, destroyed their families, and trampled their dignity with the most elegant and peaceful smiling face, they absolutely do not show the slightest displeasure, even in their sleep, they dare not shout out their pain loudly...

The sound of the falling leaves was masked, as she left on her own. But in the instant the door closed, tears fell like broken pearls.

Pale face, scattered gaze, helpless outstretched hands...

The only thing Biluo can do, dare to do, is to hold the man tightly and gently, using her own body temperature, her own smile, to warm up the damp, cold body that seems to have crawled out of hell.

When she rushed into the adjacent room and hugged him, what she saw was a completely different Murong Chong.

The Murong family has thousands of relatives in Chang'an, not to mention the hundreds of thousands of former Yan people who moved near the capital with the royal family.

She really dared not go see the fragility that was revealed after Murong Chong's smile disappeared with a single blow.

No trace of the usual elegance and nobility remains, calm and unhurried.

Even though Murong Chong and his sister are known for being highly favored, the hardships and pains of their cautious and precarious steps are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Furthermore, cannot seek death!

Accompanying a ruler is like accompanying a tiger.

Murong Chong, the youngest brother most favored by the former Emperor of the Great Yan, was granted the title of Prince of Zhongshan while still in his swaddling clothes. At the age of eleven, he was appointed as Grand Marshal. He became the Qin Emperor's bed companion, causing rumors to spread throughout the capital and making the courtiers who were worried about the Xianbei's growing power even more uneasy.

Calm as if nothing had happened.

In the sixth year of the Jianyuan era of the Fu Qin Dynasty, the King of Qin, Fu Jian, dispatched his trusted minister Wang Meng to annihilate the Yan Kingdom, which was ruled by the Xianbei clan of the Murong family. The Emperor of Yan, with a white jade pendant in his mouth, surrendered to the King of Qin and pledged allegiance. The imperial family of Great Yan, as well as the civil and military officials, and more than forty thousand households of Xianbei people, were all relocated from the eastern frontier to the central region and submitted to the feet of the King of Qin.