When I woke up, I found myself lying on a huge bed, surrounded by white, white gauze tents, white smoke......

Have I come to heaven? I tried to turn over, but there was a sharp pain in my body. It reminds me: you're not dead, you're alive......

"Where is this?" I asked with difficulty.

"Prince, she's alive, she's alive!" A girl's voice came.

In the haze, I saw a few girls walking around me.

"It's so good to finally come back to life! Come! Give me the medicine and I'll give her the medicine! A young male voice came, he was Murong Chong, who else could be called the crown prince?

"Ah......" The burn on my back hadn't awakened yet, but after being smeared with medicine by Murong Chong, it was completely awakened, and the medicine burned everywhere it went, making me worse off than dead......

"The golden medicine paid tribute by the Northern Wei Dynasty is really magical! Slave, bring the rest of the bottle! ”

"Prince, that's the last bottle...... the girl said embarrassedly!

"I'll let you take it, it's a lot of nonsense."

"Yes!" The girl hurriedly went!

I lay there with no strength at all, and now I just had one more breath than the dead...... My body must have been riddled with holes and tatters......

"Why save me?" I asked weakly.

"Because you're a fool......"

"What?" I frowned, thinking I had misheard.

"Do you think it's hard to find out who you are? The clothes and fabrics on your bodies will be known to come from the Zhao Palace when you check them! But you, you'd rather be tortured and almost lose your life than confess, what a fool! ”

"What did you find?" I tried to get up, but I found that I couldn't hold up my sick body......

"Your name is Zang Qing'er, you were captured by Zhao State half a year ago, and then you were rescued by Ran Min, and then you served Ran Min and helped him win the throne. Am I wrong? ”

"Hahahaha......" I laughed to myself, laughing and laughing tears came out. It turns out that I have suffered all this in vain, and even if I try my best, I can't protect the people and things I want to keep......

"There's nothing in this world that can't be found unless it hasn't happened......," Murong Chong said.

"Did you save me to humiliate me again? If yes, kill me now! "I say!

"I'm not going to kill you! I've grown so big and I've never seen someone like you. In order to protect the people you want to protect, you can even want your own life! I can't appreciate you like this, how can I be willing to kill? In this palace, there are all hypocrisy, deceitful people, only you, different from them! So I'm going to save you! I want you to live well, do you hear me! He didn't look like a fourteen-year-old boy when he said that......

In this way, after being severely tortured by Murong Xue, I was rescued by her younger brother Murong Chong. Listening to Jiaonu, I was in a coma for twenty days. The prince used the thousand-year-old ginseng that had been treasured in the palace for many years to hang my life, and only then did he snatch me back from the ghost gate. He also used countless rare medicinal materials for me to eat, but I couldn't drink the medicine, so he ordered people to use medicine and fumigate it every day in the dormitory, so that I could inhale it. He also took out all the golden medicine that his mother left him to save his life, so that he could stop the wound on my body from rotting and suppurating......

When I could barely hold on, the slave helped me around. I sat down in front of the mirror, and what kind of dignity did it look in the mirror? I was skinny and skinny, with a withered complexion, like a ghost, thin like a piece of sallow oiled paper. "Let's go!" I don't want to see myself like this. Standing in front of the window, looking out the window, the snow is vast, lifeless, and there is a scene of slaughter and depression everywhere.

Thankfully, everything is fine. I heard that Princess Qinghe likes him very much, and the best food and clothing are arranged for him every day.

Although I and I loved each other, we never broke the window paper because of the chaos of the war. Now I, the withered me described in the mirror, the scarred me, what do I use to match the heroic man? And that Murong Xuegui is a princess of a country, and she was born so bright and moving, what man can not be moved?

As far as the eye can see, it is all sad, and my heart seems to be imprisoned, and there is no trace of sunshine to enter...... How long will this detention last? How I envy the birds that fly freely in the sky, I longed for freedom, but now I am locked in this deep palace, and time is allowed to eat away at my life......