Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress-Chapter 829 - 826: Seeking Marriage

Murong Yu’s use of the word "needs" made Xiao Rongyan press his lips together, swallowing the rest of his words.

When Murong Yu needed a spy who could gather information in various countries without revealing his identity, Xiao Rongyan resolutely left Yan and braved countless dangers to become a wealthy merchant in Wei.

Now that Murong Yu needed him by his side, Xiao Rongyan would not hesitate.

He turned to look at Feng Yao standing under the chariot and said, "Uncle Feng, fetch the mask from my horse’s back!"

"Yes!" Feng Yao quickly nodded.

Murong Yu’s smile deepened as he looked at his increasingly steady and kingly brother. He felt a sense of relief; if their mother knew, she would be very pleased.

He couldn’t help but raise his hand, wanting to touch his brother’s head, but his strength failed him. He clutched the armrests and gasped for breath.

"Brother?" Xiao Rongyan supported Murong Yu.

Murong Yu chuckled softly, "It’s been a long time since I last touched A Yan’s head. Who would’ve thought... our A Yan has grown so tall now!"

He turned to look at Xiao Rongyan, speaking slowly due to his weakness, and lowered his eyes to measure the height at his waist: "When you left Yan, you were only this tall..."

"Now, you’re taller than your brother. If your brother wants to touch A Yan’s head, he can’t reach it." Murong Yu laughed.

When Xiao Rongyan was young, he always complained to Empress Ji about his brothers touching his head, wanting to grow taller.

Now... only they remained among the siblings.

If he had known they would be separated by life and death, Xiao Rongyan wouldn’t have minded being touched by his brother and sister.

His eyes reddened slightly, he bent down, took Emperor Yan’s hand, lowered his head, placed Emperor Yan’s hand on his head, suppressed his grief, and whispered, "If my brother wants to touch A Yan’s head, A Yan will bend down."

As long as his brother is around, as long as his brother wants to touch, Xiao Rongyan is willing to bow his head to his brother at any time.

Emperor Yan’s eyes filled with tears, he gently touched Xiao Rongyan’s head, "Our A Yan has truly grown up..."

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Chang City’s east gate opened wide, the first rays of dazzling sunlight shot into the city.

Murong Ping, the second prince of Yan, led the Yan Army to greet Emperor Yan at the east gate. The bustling citizens stood on both sides of the long street, blocked by heavy soldiers, with the road paved by golden light leading straight to the Imperial Palace’s east gate.

The second prince Murong Ping, dressed in battle armor, held his sword and stood with light cavalry outside the city gate. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

From a distance, they saw a dragon-like army holding the Xuanniao Qingque banner representing Yan’s Imperial Family, winding through the morning light... majestic and imposing.

Murmur Ping’s heart surged, unable to contain himself, he squeezed his horse’s belly and rushed out.

From afar, he saw the heavily armored cavalry at the front, their horses wearing black chain mail, exposing only their eyes. The soldiers atop the horses, clad in black armor, held their spears and marched in neat steps. Seeing Murmur Ping’s rapid approach, the leading general raised his hand high, "Stop..."

The iron cavalry obeyed orders without hesitation, their movements synchronized.

Murong Ping nodded to the Yan general, then swiftly galloped to the rear, seeing his father and Uncle Feng standing on the chariot. Murong Ping dismounted, clasped his hands and knelt on one knee, "Murong Ping welcomes Father, welcomes Uncle Feng!"

"My son, you have worked hard!" Murong Yu raised his hand to signal Murong Ping to rise.

Murong Ping rose, smiled, probably tanned, showing his extremely white teeth, exuding a vigorous spirit.

"Lead the way ahead, welcoming your father into the city!" Xiao Rongyan looked at Murong Ping.

"Yes!" Murong Ping clasped his hands, mounted his horse, and led the way to the front.

Inside Chang City, the citizens craned their necks upon hearing the trumpet sound...

First, they heard the clanging hoofbeats of the heavily armored cavalry, then... the second prince Murong Ping led the light cavalry into the city.

Following the light cavalry came the heavy cavalry. The pitch-black chain mail and heavily armored warriors holding spears entered the city, bringing a tremendous sense of oppression to the citizens.

The iron cavalry’s hoofbeats were uniform, their steps synchronized, each step felt like the earth was trembling.

The citizens of Chang City had seen their share of big scenes, but seeing this spectacle still made their legs weak.

With such an army, Yan need not fear an unachievable conquest or an unwinnable battle.

Next, Emperor Yan’s chariot entered the city. Emperor Yan, dressed in meticulous attire, stood straight on the chariot, looking ahead with an emperor’s majestic presence.

Xiao Rongyan, wearing a silver mask, stood beside Emperor Yan Murong Yu, silently supporting his elbow, looking down at the soldiers and citizens.

"Kneel..."

They heard the general’s shout from the city wall.

The citizens knelt one after another, only the most curious dared to secretly glance at Emperor Yan, known as the most handsome man in the world.

The soldiers knelt on one knee, pounded their chests, and shouted, "Long live Your Majesty! Long live Yan!"

The Yan army’s synchronized movements and resounding voices seemed to tear the sky apart, solemnly declaring... Chang City now belonged to Yan’s territory.

Wherever Emperor Yan went, the soldiers loudly declared...

"Long live Your Majesty! Long live Yan!"

The sound echoed, stirring emotions.

Murong Yu’s vision blurred, he forced his eyes open, looking at the splendid Imperial Palace bathed in the morning sun, his body almost giving way.

"Brother!" Xiao Rongyan firmly supported Murong Yu.

"Don’t worry, brother can endure!" Murong Yu clutched the chariot’s armrest, straining to keep his back straight.

Murong Yu knew he was at his limit; the future empire belonged to A Yan and the future generations.

"A Yan, brother’s only regret is not being able to... witness your marriage to the Princess of Zhen!" Murong Yu’s voice was faint, "But, that day in Shuoyang, brother already drank the tea the Princess of Zhen offered and gave her the treasure box mother prepared for her daughter-in-law."

Xiao Rongyan bit his lip, suppressing his emotions, "I have made an agreement with her, the day Wei is defeated will be the day I propose marriage. Mother passed away early, and elder brothers are like fathers. Brother... you must still accompany me in proposing marriage!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Yu turned towards Xiao Rongyan, his beautiful phoenix eyes filled with surprised joy, nodding, "Alright, after... the Chang City matter is settled, brother will personally go to Shuoyang to propose marriage for A Yan."

Xiao Rongyan nodded, "A Yan’s lifetime is entrusted to brother."

Murong Yu grinned and gathered his strength, hoping to hold on for a few more days... to propose marriage for A Yan before visiting their mother.

After all, if he, the elder brother, did not go, it would make the Princess of Zhen’s family feel that A Yan did not value the princess.

Meanwhile, the old aristocratic families and nobles who had not followed Emperor Wei and Empress Dowager Wei to the new capital were waiting for Emperor Yan in the square in front of the palace.

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