Happy children, often don't know too much about adults...XS520. COM and Murong Huang has known since he was sensible that he is just a winning weight in his mother's hand. He is beautiful and special. Because of his existence, his father favored his mother even more. However, at a young age, Murong Huang already knew what loneliness was.

In the palace, the cruel game of intrigue and deceit in order to compete for favor, the young Murong Huang has already seen clearly with a pair of clear eyes. To survive in such a terrible harem, you can't do it without a scheming. And the mother concubine, who is favored by thousands of charms, has always been the target of public criticism. However, that smart woman is able to save the day every time.

When Murong Huang became sensible, he knew that he could not find a true friend in this huge palace. People are only interconnected by inextricable interests. Mothers are more expensive than children. Sometimes, however, it invites jealousy and calamity.

As the only son of the mother's concubine, Murong Huang was carefully raised and carefully protected. However, in his eyes, there was loneliness that could not be concealed. Especially after the failure of the struggle between the mother and the concubine, he was taken away from custody by the queen's mother, and after he was under the queen's knees, he felt even more lonely. For many years, he was accompanied only by the cherry blossom tree in the garden, which bloomed in full swing every year. Such a silent flowering tree, but Murong Huang saw the hustle and bustle of life from there. He loved the tree.

"Your hands are beautiful. That day, the palace maid said.

That's right, Murong Huang, the prince of the dignified Yan Kingdom, has girl-like hands, white and delicate, and his slender fingers are like upturned orchids.

"Really?" Murong Huang's face flushed. Not only does he have a pair of beautiful and slender fingers, but he also has a face that is more handsome than a girl. He was ashamed that he had a woman-like face.

"I love cherry blossoms, I love it. Even if they don't bloom, they're so beautiful. He said that when he was alone. He reveled in the scent of cherry blossoms, like a woman who felt sorry for herself.

"Is it only women who can like flowers?" he asked himself. Gently, the fragrance of overflowing flowers fills the air. When others asked him why he always liked to stay alone in this courtyard, he always blushed slightly, and said with a light smile: "Because I like this kind of quiet ...... without the world", as if only this excuse is perfect, and can hide his fear of loneliness.

And in Murong Huang's mournful eyes, he could never erase the mocking smiles of those princes. "You guy who is neither a man nor a woman!" they always scolded. The words that were said so easily hurt him the most and deeply. The cold palace was filled with indifferent crowds, and no one could understand the pain in his heart. And there is only one person who can reassure him. That person is his sister, Murong Xue.

"Don't you talk about my brother like that!" At that time, Murong Xue, who was so delicate, would always angrily reprimand those princes who came to provoke like this, protecting her brother behind her.

"Hahaha, you see, that idiot, coward, actually hides behind a woman!" the princes are always so bitter and mean, and their words are like sharp blades that hurt people.

At that time, the angry Murong Huang pushed his sister away and rushed forward to fight with them. In the midst of the pushing, I heard the girl's screams. Murong Huang turned his head and saw his sister's floating figure. At that time, Murong Xue was like a light butterfly, flying off the broken fence and disappearing from his sight......

The crowd stood still for a moment. Murong Huang suddenly let out a beastly cry, and he desperately threw himself towards the collapsed fence, shouting his sister's name, but was held back by the palace people. He didn't even know how he had made his heavy staircase down the wooden staircase to the bottom of the attic. All he remembered was a pool of blood, like a bright red flower, gently holding a sleeping butterfly.

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Far away, in the wind, the mother came.

She glanced at Murong Xue in a pool of blood, but picked up Murong Huang, who had fainted to the ground.

The mother concubine had always been in his ear, just like that, singing an old ballad softly, euphemistically and beautifully. Murong Huang woke up and broke free from his mother's arms. With tears streaming down his face, he yelled at his mother, "I hate you, go away!" and he cried and ran away.

From childhood to adulthood, his mother always let him wear daughter's clothes, and he always thought that he was his mother's well-behaved daughter. He often wore beautiful buns, shiny jewelry, and gorgeous dresses, and turned into a noble princess. That stupid mother thought that she would save her child in this way. Unexpectedly, he was still taken away by the queen.

After all, he became a bargaining chip for favor. And his mother's absurd behavior was exchanged for his gentle demeanor that he couldn't change, and his soft voice, in exchange for the white eyes and ridicule and bullying he was subjected to. He ran away, hiding alone in a place where no one was crying. The moonlight sprinkled on him, and the petals of the cherry blossoms fell one by one, floating all over the sky, and he seemed to see his sister's innocent face, and she was smiling at him: "Brother, I like cherry blossom trees too!"

"Mother. He turned his head with tears in his eyes, and saw the thin and delicate body of the concubine standing in the wind, her dress rising in the wind. The words he wanted to say were finally swallowed by him. He ran away like crazy. Now, time has passed, but Murong Huang is still difficult to let go. Murong Huang, who was taken to a foreign land, became the plaything of the emperor of the enemy country, and only then did he wake up from a dream and know that he was not a daughter at all, and he was even disgusted with his appearance of being neither male nor female! How could Cang Tian play such a cruel joke with him!

Murong Huang held on to the pillar and laughed with tears in his eyes, ignoring the overwhelmed cold ink words in front of him.

Mother, why did you raise me as a girl in the first place? Why!! If you really like girls so much, don't give birth to me in the first place! Even if you gave birth to me, why didn't you kill me as soon as I was born? Since I was a child, I have always thought that I was a real girl......

Who would have thought that I, who had always been raised as a princess, was a real boy...... I am in your heart, it doesn't matter, because I am only your way to protect yourself...... You wanted a boy in order to strengthen your position, but when you found out that the reality was not like that, and that you would suffer more terrible jealousy and revenge for having a boy, you backed away and chose to sacrifice me. At the same time, pretending to be a girl can satisfy your liking for girls.