He actually had no feelings for his brother Murong Wei. After all, he had been brought into the Qin Palace since he could remember, and was later sent to the border counties when he was expelled by Fu Jian. He didn't have much contact with Murong Wei. On the contrary, he was Princess Qinghe.
Growing up, she treated her eldest sister like a mother, and they were both in the palace, taking care of each other.
Even in bed matters, Princess Qinghe still taught him a lot, teaching him how to please a man like a woman. Even after Fu Jian raped Youju for the first time, Princess Qinghe helped him deal with the wound.
, that kind of relationship that is beyond the relationship between brother and sister, and is almost immoral, made Murong Chong regard Princess Qinghe as the most important woman in his life. Today, he has been holding back from killing Liu Yu, and he also wants to take the opportunity to trick Qinghe.
Unexpectedly, the news about the princess was so terrible that he couldn't bear it and even lost his temper on the spot.
Liu Yu was also a little surprised. When he saw Murong Chong started to scream heartbreakingly, dropped his hat, disheveled his hair, pulled his clothes, exposed his skin, and even pulled out a knife and was about to scratch his face, the generals and colonels around him
Only then did they react, and rushed forward, snatching the knife from his hand, and knelt down beside him, wailing together. The tent that had been full of murderous intent just now seemed to have suddenly turned into a mourning hall.
Liu Yu felt sad. This act of cutting one's face with a knife was a custom among nomadic tribes on the grasslands starting from the Xiongnu. Generally, after the death of a close relative, his or her nephew's relatives would need to draw scars on their faces, bleed and shed tears, to express their feelings.
The sadness of his death made most grassland people look like ghosts with scars all over their faces. Murong Lan was the posthumous daughter of the former Yan Emperor Murong Jun. She had just escaped this disaster. Otherwise, she would have been as beautiful as a flower.
His peerless appearance may only have a few scars as terrible as earthworms.
But what Liu Yu didn't expect was that Murong Chong, as the lord, would actually do this. He really didn't care about the occasion, especially in front of an outsider like himself. He only heard Murong Yong say in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness the King of Zhongshan, please
You respect yourself. Even if you want to cut your face with a knife, it should be for Your Majesty, your brother, and not for Her Royal Highness Princess Qinghe."
Murong Chong roared: "I don't care, the person I love the most in this world is my sister. She was killed by Fu Jian. I, I must conquer Chang'an and let everyone bury her with her!"
Liu Yu looked at Murong Chong and said calmly: "Your sister committed suicide, Fu Jian did not kill her!"
Murong Chong was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "Nonsense! If it wasn't for Fu Jian's order, why would she commit suicide?! My sister is the kindest person in the world. She usually doesn't even have the heart to hurt a little insect. After all,
How hard must I be forced to learn that illusion and hurt others and myself!"
Liu Yu was slightly startled: "What do you mean by hurting others and hurting yourself?!"
Murong Chong gritted his teeth and said: "The late emperor once told me that my sister was secretly learning the art of blood illusion, which can control others, but casting the spell requires an extreme consumption of vitality. Each time you perform the spell, your life span will be shortened by three years, and your appearance will age rapidly.
.I still can’t believe that someone like her could actually learn this illusion! Wasn’t it because Fu Jian was in trouble and gave up in the end that she would embark on the path of revenge like this?!”
Only then did Liu Yu understand why Princess Qinghe had been wearing a mask. Maybe under Murong Lan's beautiful human skin mask, there was a face that was already old. Even at the end of her life, she still didn't want to let herself go now.
Her appearance was seen by Fu Jian, a man she once loved. Rather, in Fu Jian's memory, she was still the beautiful and fairy-like image she once was. This was similar to the death of Mrs. Li, the favorite concubine of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
In the past, it was always necessary to cover oneself in the quilt. This is the truth. The appearance of a woman who pleases her has not changed after thousands of years.
Murong Chong's expression became ferocious and terrifying: "Liu Yu, it's all you! It's because you refused to assassinate Fu Jian that my sister used illusions like this! You are the same, you are also the murderer of my sister!"
Liu Yu shook his head: "His Royal Highness the King of Zhongshan, I have no grudges with Fu Jian, but that doesn't mean I have to kill people casually! If you kill people just for the sake of killing, what's the difference between you and the Murong family?
Fu Qin’s grudges should be resolved by oneself, does it still make sense to involve others?!”
Murong Chong's violent emotions just now calmed down a bit after venting them for a while. Maybe he also realized that he was a little too outrageous this time. He sat back and looked at Liu Yu, still breathing heavily from his nostrils.
, gritted his teeth and said: "Where is my sister's body?"
Liu Yu sighed: "Like other Xianbei people in the city, they were all buried. She took poison and died. She is a complete corpse. Listening to what you said, using illusions to control people requires losing Yangshou. Maybe she didn't take poison.
You must know that in the end he used illusions to control hundreds of Qin soldiers and made them kill each other to cover Murong Wei's escape. This alone may be enough to kill her."
Murong Chong was silent for a long time, and then he sighed: "God's will, it's all God's will. It seems that my sister doesn't want to leave the palace, which is her home. If she leaves home, where can she go in this big world?!"
Liu Yu originally wanted to tell them that Princess Qinghe deliberately pointed out the wrong way of death and caused Murong Wei to die, but then he thought about it. After all, this matter was too embarrassing. Telling it here in public would be very bad for Murong's reputation. Maybe Murong
He would really kill himself if he got angry out of embarrassment. Anyway, Murong Rou and Murong Sheng were also informed of this matter. Maybe it would be better if they tell them later.
Thinking of this, Liu Yu said calmly: "Murong Wei wants to take back the throne, and Princess Qinghe wants to take revenge on Fu Jian. They both have their own clear goals, but they just didn't succeed. So, I am here today to send Murong Wei back."
His head also brings the news of Princess Qinghe’s death, at least, it will make you aware of it.”
Murong Chong wiped away the tears on his face, looked at Liu Yu, and said in a deep voice: "When the two countries are fighting, we will not kill the envoys. We Xianbei people also abide by such rules of war. Liu Yu, no matter you are the Jin army or the Fu Qin army
He is a lackey, this is the reason why you can survive. You go, go back and tell Fu Jian that I will conquer Chang'an! Bloodbath the whole city, and use the lives of his entire Fu family, plus the lives of the people in the city, to pay homage to the emperor.
Brother and sister!”
Liu Yu shook his head and said seriously: "I advise His Highness the King of Zhongshan not to say such things in anger. Only those who win the hearts of the people can win the world. Not to mention that you are now fighting a decisive battle with the Qin army. The outcome is unpredictable. Even if it is true,
If you enter Chang'an and you massacre the people, you will be punished by God. Moreover, I, Liu Yu, will not be your enemy in the field, but if you really attack the city and threaten the lives of the people in the city, I will do everything I can.
, fight to the death with you!"
This chapter has been completed!