Years of Hua Xu

Murong Qing was puzzled and shocked, she didn't know what to say, she opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything, she could only listen to Bai Ling continue.

Bai Ling seemed to be recalling something from a long time ago, and continued emptyly and nostalgicly: "If it wasn't for Murong Chen, I would have a very happy family. A loving father and a gentle mother. Young master, Murong Villa has always been a place for generations to come. The servants and maids of the generation, intermarriage in the villa, never allow outsiders to enter the villa. Don't you feel a little strange, why Murong Chen, who has always strictly followed Murong's family rules, would bring me, an outsider, in?"

Murong Qing frowned when Bai Ling called her father directly, and began to recall.Sister Bai Ling was by her side when she was born.My father has always been serious and self-disciplined. He is very strict with himself and his servants.The only one who is tolerant and caring towards Bai Ling is so good that it makes him, his real son, taste good.Bai Ling is four years older than his elder brother, so Bai Ling will be thirty.It's just that Bai Ling's face is tender, and I'm used to being called Sister Bai Ling, so I didn't notice... Murong turned to look at Bai Ling with a complicated expression, and unexpectedly saw some fine lines in the corners of her eyes.Probably, both the villa and myself have treated Sister Bai Ling badly... Sister Bai Ling who is not married at this age is all my fault... Father always wanted to match him and Sister Bai Ling, but he did not treat Sister Bai Ling. No special feelings, and Sister Bai Ling treats me...it doesn't look like love, does it?

Bai Ling's hollow voice continued: "Back then, when the dynasty collapsed, all the princes wanted Murong Chen. But Murong Chen strictly abided by Murong's family rules and refused to join any party. As a result, people from all sides were chasing him, and everyone hugged him. If you can't get him, even if you kill him, you can't let him fall into the hands of other princes. He worked hard and used all kinds of unscrupulous methods. Murong Chen didn't want to expose the location of Xinggu, let alone put him in the hands of other princes. The trouble was brought to Murong Villa, so I had to go around with the pursuers. But there were too many pursuers, and no matter how powerful Murong Chen was, he was still alone. So, he was injured when he was fighting with the pursuers. It happened that my house was nearby , so he hid in my house holding his wounded body."

Su Biluo thought for a while, and suddenly said in surprise: "It is said that Murong Guoshi hid in Baizhuang for several months, and Baizhuang died because of it. Could it be that you are Baizhuang's orphan?"

Bai Ling curled up her lips: "I didn't expect that a small Baizhuang would be famous because of Murong Chen. But if I could choose, I would rather Baizhuang remain unknown, and Murongchen never came to Baizhuang! Back then I'm only under three years old. Although Baizhuang is small, it can be self-sufficient. My parents are good relatives. They took in Murong Chen who was covered in injuries and looked like a big trouble. My parents didn't know that he was Murong Chen at the time. In order to save his life, Murong Chen never told them his real name. It wasn't until after the pursuers arrived that my parents knew that he was the world-famous Great Master Murong."

Bai Ling's voice was full of sarcasm and powerlessness.

After taking a few breaths, he continued: "After knowing who he is, my father and mother didn't bother to drive him away. Instead, they helped him deceive the pursuers. But when his injury was about to heal and he was about to leave Baizhuang At that time, the chasing soldiers did not know where they got the news, and they returned to Baizhuang to ask their parents to hand them over. They said, Murong Chen is a person who does great things and seeks the well-being of the people, so they only entrusted me to him to take me away. Then... Then he was brutally killed by the pursuers. There were more than 100 people in Baizhuang, and none of them survived. I was in his arms, watching him stand indifferently on the hillside not far from Baizhuang, watching Baizhuang, Seeing that the Baizhuang Village that my parents spent their whole life building was burnt to ashes by a single fire!"