"I will advise my brother to treat the Fu family and the Murong family well. I will find a way to get them to leave Chang'an. Don't worry." Xuancheng said.
Empress Dowager Xun held his hand tightly, "Only you can talk about moving Wenyu."
But Xuancheng didn't want to do this from the bottom of his heart.
Fu Jian shouldn't be harsh on the people of the Fu family. In this world, no one is trustworthy, even his own direct relatives. But in reality, Fu Jian sent his people to the frontiers, and Chang'an, which pampered those who surrendered Makes sense again.
If all those who surrendered were exiled to the frontier, it would be a great hidden danger.
Fu Jian is an emperor, he should distrust everyone.
"The man in his palace must go." Empress Dowager Xun said suddenly.
She held Xuancheng's hand tightly, and Xuancheng felt that his hand was about to be grabbed by a layer of skin.
"That person must go, he will be the evildoer who confuses our Daqin Jiangshan."
How did Empress Dowager Xun know about Murong Chong
She is far away in the inner garden of the deep palace, so it is logical that she does not know about Fu Jian's imprisoning Murong Chong in the inner palace.
Xuancheng is incredible.
The palace is as deep as the sea!
Xuancheng felt cold and worried at the same time, he was not worried about himself, but prayed for Fu Jian.
He was even more saddened by Murong Chong.
He grew up in the deep palace since he was a child, like a canary in the iron wall. Over time, the wall of the palace collapsed. Who can he rely on
How could he disturb the wind and rain? How could he confuse the country? His small body has only the fate of being locked up.
He can't even speak, he is even dumb, the more he thinks about Xuancheng, the more his heart aches.
"Queen Mother, I'm leaving. I'll come to see you another day." He pushed away Queen Mother Xun's hand, got up from her arms, bowed deeply, turned his head and left.
"My son."
Xuancheng paused.
"Remember, you will always be Wenyu's younger brother."
"You have to help him."
Xuancheng left.
He doesn't need others to emphasize this fact again and again, can he change it
Can he escape this meaningless body
Can he leave everything behind and travel around the world
Can he face Murong Chong with clarity
No, he was just a soul that wandered sixteen hundred years ago, and he entered the body of an important person.
He has to face it all.
His brother, his mother, the person he loves deeply.
Suddenly, for some reason, his heart ached, as if he had been stabbed by something.
Vaguely, he felt a strange aura pervading the palace, it was unbelievable, he felt that there seemed to be a huge conspiracy brewing here.
When he returned to the mansion, he happened to see Mingyue trimming flowers and plants in the garden. He hadn't seen him for a long time, and he missed him a little, as if he was more concerned about him.
He stood there watching for a while, then called out, "Mingyue, come here."
Mingyue turned around, stunned for a moment, as if she didn't recognize him anymore, and looked at him for a long time.
Xuan Cheng snorted and laughed, "No way, have you forgotten your master in just half a year?" It seemed to be a joke, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
He had no foundation in the former Qin Dynasty, and the only person he could rely on, the only person he believed in, was Fu Jian.
"Master, you are back." After a while, Mingyue came back to his senses, and he became excited.
Putting down the work at hand, he rushed over in a few steps, "Master, are you alright?"
"What are you talking about, as if I'm not good."
Mingyue touched her head, smiled awkwardly, and whispered, "Master, I can't talk."
"I just miss you."
"Hehe, you can talk sweet words, not bad." Xuancheng deliberately teased him.