Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

A bit of disbelief appeared in Murong Chong's eyes.

Xuancheng paused.

This body belonged to Fu Rong. Fu Rong was not a frail scholar, he was a general, possessing all kinds of martial arts, how could he not be able to stand a sword?

But the original owner of this body, he and Murong Chong were supposed to be in love with each other, how could he be so gentle, how could he force Murong Chong back?

Xuancheng covered the bleeding spot on his chest, and stared at Murong Chong, "Even if you kill him, you still won't be together, you don't want to have any messy love in your life, you still can't beat Fu Jian in your life. "

Duan Sui spat viciously, "Look at your arrogance, I'll cut you off." He snatched the sword held in Xuancheng's hand, and the blade of the sword slipped across the palm of his hand. The liquid poured out unstoppably.

"Mr. Yang Ping,..." Lian Chengyi struggled and shouted, Murong Yong slapped his neck fiercely, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

The sword in Duan Sui's hand still couldn't cut up in the end, because Xuancheng's body had already slipped down before he could draw the sword.

Consciousness fell into the abyss, the body fell into darkness, there was no dream, and there was nothing but emptiness in the heart.

——When Xuancheng woke up, he found that the room he was in was very empty, the bed under him was as hard as iron, the curtains above his head were scarlet, and the curtains at the head and the end of the bed were all scarlet Like blood, the interior of the house is simple, with only a pot of green bamboo, and the candlelight on the steps flickers a few times, illuminating the originally dark room.

He got up and got out of bed, but the moment his eyes drooped, he caught a glimpse of the writing on the ground.

He was shocked.

His eyes searched for these clear and vague words, and he wrote the entire room densely, and it turned out that there were only two words——Fu Jian.

This is Murong Chong's room.

How much did he care about Fu Jian?

Is Fu Jian the only one in his life?

From the day Xuancheng saw him to now, where he lives, there is only the word Fu Jian on the ground.

It seems to be written in blood, it will fade and become blurred after a long time, but the newly engraved words are still these two words.

Xuancheng's heart was blocked like he was about to suffocate, Murong Chong, he was thinking about Fu Jian day and night, he wanted to overwhelm Fu Jian so much, he didn't hesitate to ruin his life, his body was clearly sick, Since you want to overwhelm Fu Jian, why not cherish yourself and let yourself live longer?

He walked to the window, opened it gently, and the smell of the soil outside came in, as if it had just rained in autumn, and the sycamore trees outside were covered with crystal clear water droplets.

Xuan Cheng was so engrossed that he didn't even notice when someone opened the door.

Turning around for a while, he met Murong Chong's cold eyes.

Standing behind him was a person that Xuancheng had never seen before.

"Go and change it," he ordered.

The man came over, "Master, please lie down on the bed, and let me help you change the gauze on the wound."

It turned out to be a doctor.

Xuancheng was stunned staring at Murong Chong, but he turned his face away, walked to another window, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked out of the window.

Xuancheng lay obediently on the bed, the doctor took off the gauze bandaging the wound for him, the blood had slowly scabbed over, but there was still some pain when it was pulled off, Xuancheng gritted his teeth to hold back, the doctor applied the gauze for him On the new medicine, and put on a new gauze.

"It's all right now, and it won't be long before he recovers."

The doctor gently put on the clothes on his body, then gently tore off the gauze around his hands, applied new medicine and wrapped a new gauze in the same way.

"Please be careful, don't get wet, and don't hold any heavy objects. I've never seen my hands hurt so badly. My palms and fingers are covered in a sea of ​​blood. My fingers are connected to my heart. It must be very painful."

Xuancheng nodded slightly.

The doctor turned around to leave, "Wait." Xuancheng called him to stop.

"Sir, what else is there to order?"

"You wait here." Xuancheng said softly, he walked to Murong Chong's side, took a breath, and said, "Come here."

Murong Chong couldn't move, Xuan Cheng used his injured hand to pull him, he didn't resist, and Xuan Cheng pulled him to the doctor.

"Take a look for him, and tell me what's wrong."

Murong Chong's eyes flashed suddenly, and he said sharply, "No need."

Xuancheng said, "Are you so scared? Don't you want to live? If you die, the hatred of a person will dissipate with it."

Murong Chong was stunned, Xuancheng motioned to the doctor, and the doctor held Murong Chong's wrist and began to examine him carefully.

He shook his head slightly, and sighed again. Judging from the expression on his face, as he thought, Murong Chong's body was indeed sick.

The doctor let go of Murong Chong's wrist, and said, "I'm not sure, it's just that the prefect's pulse is very weak, and his breath is not as steady as that of ordinary people. I can't tell just by pulse diagnosis."

He bowed slightly to Murong Chong, "Master Taishou, may I ask if you have had cough, chest pain, shortness of breath, and weakness for a long time?"

Murong Chong said resolutely, "No, you can go."

The doctor looked at Xuancheng and sighed, "If you have these symptoms in recent days, the disease is nothing to worry about and can be cured. I am afraid that for a long time, you will have persistent coughing, chest pain, shortness of breath, difficulty breathing, and weakness. Convulsions, if these symptoms continue for many years, then,,"

"You tell me." The doctor couldn't say it, but Xuancheng motioned to him but it didn't matter.

"There is no cure."

"Nonsense." Murong Chong said angrily, "Get lost."

The doctor bowed tremblingly, and stepped back quickly.

Xuancheng recalled the symptoms the doctor said. If it was the asthma or other illnesses he speculated earlier, it could be big or small, and it could be cured. He was afraid that his long-term corrupt life would be infected with an incurable virus. think.

Murong Chong may have realized that his body has some symptoms that are different from ordinary people, so when the doctor asked him about these reactions, he was very nervous, but he did not want to see a doctor. If it is an incurable disease, a medical level is limited. How could the doctor who lived 640 years ago cure it?

Xuancheng couldn't help feeling sad.

Where is the source of all this?

Why is there such a story today?

"You..." Xuancheng was silent for a while, and started a conversation, but didn't know what to say.

"Why did you save me? Don't you want me to die?"

"Duan Sui has already been punished. I can kill you, but he can't." He said so lightly.

"Since you want to kill me, you shouldn't save me. You know, you will die if you bleed."

Murong Chong didn't continue talking, he turned around and was about to go out, "Wait a minute." Xuan Cheng called him, "Did you hear what the doctor just said? You,, don't hurt yourself."

Murong Chong stared at him coldly, "I hurt myself, how can you say it? Do I want to seek death myself?"

After hearing what he said, Xuancheng didn't dare to look at him directly. Indeed, the person who hurt him was not himself.

"You, it's you."

He suddenly pointed at Xuancheng, "You, why don't you dare to resist him, are you so afraid of him?"

…………

Xuancheng understood that he was blaming Fu Rong.

Murong Chong's tragedy was caused by Fu Jian.

But why didn't Fu Rong dare to resist his elder brother?

Murong Chong smiled absent-mindedly, "That's right, you don't understand, you don't understand..."

Xuancheng really wanted to know what kind of gentle person Fu Rong was. He moved Murong Chong's heart and made his elder brother disregard human relations.

Murong Chong's figure disappeared from his sight, but where is he going?This is clearly his room.

Xuancheng stepped out of here, he stood under the eaves and looked around, the humidity in the air smelt his nostrils, making him feel comfortable, he didn't see the person he wanted to see, he moved lightly, walked to the next room, was He opened the door to the study on the side of the main hall, and the arrangement in the study was still green bamboo.

Before Xuancheng walked to the bookshelf, he took out a book, it turned out to be a medical book, which recorded some diseases in detail, ranging from minor diseases to incurable diseases, Xuancheng froze, it turned out that Murong Chong had read the medical books a long time ago, He was not unaware of the abnormality in his body.

Xuancheng took a deep breath, put the book back on the shelf, closed the door and walked out.

In the courtyard outside, a person stood at this time.

Tall and straight, he is the tallest person Xuancheng has ever seen.

It's Murong Yong.

Xuancheng hesitated for a moment, but still walked over.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm waiting for you."

"Why?"

"I, apologize to you."

"No need." Xuancheng rebuffed, "You are right, you belong to the Xianbei Murong clan, you should vote for Murong Chong."

"What about the ready-made clothes?"

Murong Yongdao, "He's fine, you can leave when His Majesty comes down."

"What?" Xuancheng thought he heard it wrong, his eyes widened and he couldn't believe his ears.

"What did you say?"

Murong Yong said solemnly, "Chong'er wrote a letter to His Majesty on the first day we arrived in Pingyang, but His Majesty never replied. He wanted to invite His Majesty to visit Pingyang in your name."

No, it's impossible, Xuancheng was in a panic.

If Fu Jian came to Pingyang, there were only two possibilities.

One is to rekindle the old relationship with Murong Chong.

The other is that the two die together.

Either way is not what Xuancheng wants to see.

In his opinion, the latter possibility seems to be greater, even if Fu Jian recalled the old love, Murong Chong would never turn back.

Xuancheng was in chaos all of a sudden, uneasy, and frowning, "No, it can't be like this."

"Where is Murong Chong?"

"He went out of town."

"Going out again, ha ha." Xuan Cheng smiled bitterly.

"Is he in pain if he is not stained with blood for a day?"

"In his life, can't he forget those pasts?"

"Does he want to live his whole life for Fu Jian?"

Murong rushed out of the city to hunt and will not come back for a while, how should he solve this matter, he can't let Fu Jian come to Pingyang, he must not let Fu Jian come to Pingyang.

"I'll write a letter to the emperor right away."

Murong Yong stopped him.

Xuancheng stared into his cold eyes, seeming to understand that Murong Yong has already invested in Murong Chong, and he will not help him anymore.

"You can't write letters, and you can't send them out." He said lightly.

"Murong Yong, even if you vote for Murong Chong, I think you can make a clear judgment on whether it is right or wrong. Your Majesty cannot come to Pingyang, do you understand?"

Xuancheng looked at him with a pleading look.

"I only know how to be loyal to my master."

Xuancheng sneered, "Master? You are his uncle, not a slave. Can't you control him? He wants you because he values ​​your martial arts, and he wants you to be loyal. Maybe you are for me and Lian Chengyi, you will Put yourself in it, but His Majesty cannot come to Pingyang, between him and Murong Chong, you..."

Perhaps, even Murong Yong didn't know what it was.

but……

but……

Anyway, Fu Jian should be prevented from coming here no matter what.

"I want to see Lian Taiyi."

"can."

Murong Yong led Xuan Cheng to the east room, Xuan Cheng felt a dull pain in his heart, why did Murong Yong suddenly turn to Murong Chong?Even if he wanted to save himself and Lian Taiyi, it would be betrayal to a person like Lian Taiyi who only had justice in his heart, and Lian Taiyi would never forgive him.

When Xuancheng saw the intact Lian Taiyi, he seemed to understand what Murong Yong did.

No matter what the other party thinks of you, as long as you have a clear conscience.

Murong Yong may not be able to escape his own fate, he is a member of the Murong clan, it is impossible for him not to serve the royal family of the Murong clan.