[Comprehensive] Huan Jun Wanfu

Murong Chong bit his upper lip, his eyelashes fluttered as he lowered his eyes slightly.He clenched his fists in the thin sleeves, and then took a small step tentatively. This step fell unsteadily, as if the soles of his feet were covered with knives and flames.

The distance of a few steps now seems to have taken half a lifetime, Murong Chong stopped before Lin Shao's step, and softly called out: "My lord."

"Why did Little Phoenix come here so late?" Lin Shao asked with his mouth slightly raised.

"Is sister here?" Murong Chong raised his head, trying to look into Lin Shao's eyes, but couldn't help but dodge.

"..." Lin Shao didn't answer, but just looked at him silently.

Murong Chong took a deep breath, and murmured: "I have a very uneasy feeling, and I haven't let it go. I want to find my sister, but I haven't found her in many places. Only...here, my sister may I will come, but I haven't found it."

Looking at Murong Chong who is so cautious, Lin Shao seems to have seen the real weakness in this child.No one in this world is absolutely strong. The reason why he is strong is that the things he encounters have not hit the fatal point of his soul.

At this moment, Lin Shao really meant that Murong Chong was still just a child, not because of the analysis he heard from Guo Jia, nor because of his specious bottom line.Lin Shao's smile faded away, he stretched out a hand twice as big as Murong Chong's to hold his head, rubbed it lightly, subconsciously bent down and kissed him comfortingly on the side of his face, and asked, "Why not?" Come here from the beginning?"

Murong Chong was startled by Lin Shao's action and his body trembled. He habitually pursed his lips, revealing the dimples on his cheeks.

"I... my sister..." Murong Chong hesitated, and finally did not answer Lin Shao, but asked forcefully, "Tell me, is my sister here?"

Lin Shao nodded, but his expression already told that the result was not so satisfying.

Murong Chong seemed to have sensed it, and suddenly turned to look at the palace gate.The feeling of uneasiness flowed out like boiling hot water, and Murong Chong's already pale face lost a bit of blood for a moment. He pushed Lin Shao aside regardless of etiquette, and quickly ran into the bedroom.

"Sister!!!" The delicate child's voice seemed to be torn apart at this moment, hoarsely surrounded the bedroom hall, and reached the ears of Lin Shao and Guo Jia outside the hall.

With Guo Jia's support, Lin Shao stood firm and shook his head helplessly.

The two wanted to give Murong Chong some space to vent, but after that roar, there was no movement inside.

"My lord?"

"I'll go in and have a look, you go to the side hall to rest." Lin Shao patted Guo Jia on the back of his hand and said.

When Lin Shao said that, Guo Jia was naturally worried, but Lin Shao's attitude was tough, Guo Jia could only sigh and leave the place.

In and out of the dormitory several times in a short period of time, each time the feeling is different.This time, Lin Shao felt that his steps were a bit heavy, as if a shot had been filled in his shoes.Probably because Murong Chong's sadness was too heavy, it filled every corner of the air, and he couldn't help being affected.

Under the "pressure" of a room, Lin Shao stopped at the boundary between the inner hall and the outer hall.

Not far away, Murong Chong knelt and sat beside the bed, resting his arms on the edge of the bed, silently looking at Murong Qinghe's face frozen in pain.

He didn't move, didn't make a sound, he was abandoned by this world just like the person on the bed, lost his vitality, and fell into a purgatory that would never recover.

Lin Shao couldn't even feel Murong Chong's breath, he was a little worried, and walked to Murong Chong's side three steps at a time.

"Fenghuang?" Lin Shao bent down and called out tentatively.

Murong Chong didn't respond at all, and Lin Shao didn't know what he was thinking. He knelt down on one knee, squatted down and half knelt down, glanced at Murong Chong, touched Murong Chong's warm and cool face with his fingers hooked, and yelled again. : "Little Phoenix Emperor."

Murong Chong shook his eyelashes, but still did not respond to Lin Shao.

"If you're sad, why don't you cry?" Lin Shao asked.

Murong Chong's lips parted a slit, and the light red lips were stuck together due to the long-term tightness. Murong Chong's parting like this pulled a thin layer of flesh, giving him a frightening and fragile beauty.

"Is crying useful?" Murong Chong asked calmly, his voice was so dry that he didn't look like a child.

"It can make you feel better, it's a child's right." Lin Shao's eyes were in a daze, and he touched the top of Murong Chong's head unconsciously.

Murong Chong didn't seem to feel his movements, his eyes darkened following his words, he turned his head to look at Lin Shao gloomyly, and said word by word: "I'm not a child, I have a family and clan that I want to protect."

Lin Shao choked, and the hand resting on Murong Chong's head was a little stiff, "...This is not what you should bear now."

Murong Chong closed his eyes, turned a deaf ear to Lin Shao's words, and continued on his own, "But why did they all leave me? They all abandoned me, leaving me alone, so what is the reason for my existence?"

Murong Chong's words were so deadly that Lin Shao could completely believe that if no one interfered at this time, Murong Chong would really follow Murong Qinghe.No matter what Murong Chong himself said, he was indeed only a 12-year-old child, no matter how precocious he was, it was impossible for him to develop such a mature mind.

Lin Shao's hand on top of Murong Chong's head slipped down, and he put his arms around Murong Chong's shoulders, and pulled Murong Chong, who was not making any effort, into his arms.

"You can live for yourself. If you want, I can let you go. In the future, it's all up to you. Of course, if you don't want to go, I won't force you to do anything." Lin Shao said, Suddenly remembered Cao Chong from the previous world.Speaking of which, Cao Chong was the same age as Murong Chong at that time, but Cao Chong was carefree at least before his death, but what about Murong Chong?Lin Shao sighed, stroked Murong Chong's shoulder, and said, "I can raise you as my own son and give you everything you want."

"Parent and child?" Murong Chong laughed ironically, put his hands on Lin Shao's shoulders, put some distance away, and said, "Your surname is Fu, and my surname is Murong. The relationship between these two surnames is the hatred of destroying the country. Revenge, do you think who of us will believe you when you say this?"

"It's true if you want to believe it."

"Then what if I want your life?" Murong Chong asked clearly.

Lin Shao shrugged indifferently, "As long as you have the ability to take it away."

When Murong Chong heard this, he suddenly became ruthless and pushed Lin Shao to the ground.He was only focused on getting angry, but he forgot that Lin Shao's arm was still on his shoulders, so Lin Shao fell down unpreparedly, but Murong Chong also fell down.

With a sound of "bang--", Lin Shao fell on his back, and Murong Chong pressed on him again, making such a loud noise that it hurt even to hear it.

Lin Shao frowned and snorted, and let go of his hands to let Murong Chong get up first, but Murong Chong was not ready to get up, so he lay down on Lin Shao's chest, buried his head and said nothing.

"I said that even if you want to fall to death now, I don't have to fall with you, right?" Lin Shao pinched his brows and said.

"Why?" Murong Chongwen asked angrily.

"Why?" Lin Shao asked back.

Murong Chong: "Why did my sister abandon me?"

Lin Shao: "She..."

Murong Chong: "Why do you treat my sister like this?"

Lin Shao: "I..."

"Why doesn't sister want to leave?" Murong Chong never gave Lin Shao a chance to finish his sentence, and asked one question after another.

Although he asked a bunch of questions, he didn't need anyone to answer these questions.

He is wronged, unfair, resentful, and doesn't need any answers.

"Why?!" Murong Chong raised his head unexpectedly, and punched Lin Shao's side with his fist.

The wind of the fist brushed Lin Shao's cheek and landed on Lin Shao's ear, and the small fist hit the ground hard, accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking.In an instant, Murong Chong's fist became red and swollen, and little drops of blood appeared from the worn skin.

"Sister...sister." Murong Chong pursed his lips and spat out the two words with difficulty, with too many emotions mixed together.Reluctant, desperate, pleading...

Lin Shao pressed Murong Chong's back with his backhand, and cupped Murong Chong's trembling hand with the other hand. Just as he was about to check the injury, the eunuch who was sent out by Lin Shao came in with a maid.

The eunuch and maid at the same time saw the situation of the two of them, and immediately lowered their heads.

Eunuch: "Damn the slave, you disturbed the king."

Lin Shao realized what the eunuch had misunderstood, and the corner of his mouth twitched.No matter how sick he is, it is impossible for him to be xxoo next to the corpse!

Lin Shao didn't have the intention to explain to the eunuch, he picked up Murong Chong and stood up, then he hugged Murong Chong horizontally and walked to the chair in the outer hall to sit down, placed Murong Chong on his lap and wrapped him in his arms.

"You let the maid go wash up Murong Qinghe." Lin Shao ordered the eunuch lightly.

Hearing what Lin Shao said, before the eunuch had time to respond, Murong Chong in Lin Shao's arms couldn't sit still.Lin Shao pressed the person in his arms, and grabbed the wrist of his injured hand, "Don't move, do you want your sister to be buried like that?"

"It's all because of you!" Murong Chong was irritated and roared in a hoarse voice.

Lin Shao didn't explain, but just held down Murong Chong and asked the maid to follow his orders.

"Where is the imperial doctor you asked for?" Lin Shao asked the eunuch after the maid entered.

"Go back to Your Majesty, the imperial doctor is examining the two corpses." The eunuch replied.

Lin Shao nodded, and continued, "Let him come over to show Xiaofenghuang first."

"Yes, I'm going now, servant." The eunuch kowtowed, and then left the palace quickly.

"What corpse?" Murong Chong asked in a low voice after being silent for a long time.

"Those who tarnish...your sister." Lin Shao paused, but still told Murong Chong the truth.

Murong Chong's eyes flashed, and he looked up at Lin Shao inexplicably, "You are the one who made my sister like this."

Lin Shao was taken aback, Murong Chong was actually right when he said that, he traced all the cause and effect to the origin, if there was no Fu Jian's campaign to destroy the country, there would be nothing like this, if there were no Fu Jian's greed for beauty, nothing would happen occur.

However, this premise must be that Lin Shao is Fu Jian.However, it is clear that this is not an equation.

Lin Shao opened his mouth, and seeing Murong Chong's increasingly gloomy demeanor, he finally said without worry, "You think so."

Murong Chonghan turned around, faced Lin Shao, and sat on Lin Shao's lap.He stretched out his arms and hooked Lin Shao's neck, and approached Lin Shao's left ear with an inexplicable smile.

"Fu Jian, if I can live, you will die a miserable death." Murong Chong said softly.

Lin Shao smiled, noncommittal.

"So you still want to support me?"

"If you want me to take care of you now, I can take care of you forever." Lin Shao replied.

With Murong Wei's performance today, even if Murong rushes out, there is nothing to rely on.His sister's death was an obvious blow to him. If the hatred he thought could support him to grow up, Lin Shao would not easily destroy a person.

A Fang Palace is so big, can't afford to raise a pet and a son?

"Won't you regret it?".

"Of course." Lin Shao tore off Murong Chong, who was ambiguously sticking to him, and hugged him like a child.

Murong Chong sneered, all kinds of contradictory breaths were fleeting, and finally returned to silence, quietly looking sideways at the direction of the inner hall.His eyes reflecting the curtain are like cold pools, calm but unfathomable, just like his heart.