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The next day, Murong Yao and a group of Later Yan civilians and soldiers took a brief rest in a secluded valley.
Everyone's faces were marked with exhaustion and worry, as the escape route was difficult and filled with danger.
Just settled down, a patrolling soldier ran back panting, his trembling voice filled with panic.
"The Northern Wei army, they've caught up again!" The soldier's words made everyone's heart race.
The crowd's faces changed, some people began to curse under their breath, while others silently shed tears. This escape was a matter of life and death for them.
Murong Yao stood in front of the crowd, took a deep breath, and a hint of determination flashed in her eyes. This time, she couldn't let these innocent people suffer anymore.
"Listen to me, everyone," Murong Yao's voice was firm and clear, "The target of the Northern Wei is me. If I stay, they won't chase after you anymore."
Upon hearing this, the crowd shook their heads. Some even cried out, unwilling to let Murong Yao face the danger alone.
However, Murong Yao had already made up her mind. She walked up to Xiao Hong and handed her hairpin and a letter.
"Xiao Hong, this is my hairpin and a letter. You must give them to my father. Tell him that I chose to stay to protect everyone."
Xiao Hong's tears fell from her eyes as she tightly grabbed Murong Yao's hand and nodded.
Murong Yao turned and walked towards the direction of the Northern Wei army. Her figure appeared lonely yet determined in the reflection of the setting sun. Those whom she had saved silently prayed for her in their hearts, hoping for her safety.
The atmosphere in the valley was heavy and silent. Everyone's heart was filled with reluctance and admiration. Murong Yao's figure gradually moved away and disappeared into the vast land.
Murong Yao set out alone on the road facing the army of Northern Wei. Her steps were firm, and her eyes were filled with determination. As the night deepened, moonlight bathed her figure, making her appear like a goddess of war.
At the same time, within the camp of Northern Wei, Tuoba Gui sat in his large tent, his brow furrowed. His heart was filled with doubt and unease.
The taste of that dish, as well as Murong Yao's gaze, made him feel a strange sense of familiarity. He didn't understand the source of this feeling, but he couldn't shake it off.
Just then, a guard rushed in and reported to Tuoba Gui, "Your Majesty, a woman from Later Yan has voluntarily come to surrender, claiming her name to be Murong Yao."
Tuoba Gui was even more puzzled when he heard this. He quickly stood up and ordered, "Quick, bring her in."
Before long, Murong Yao was brought before Tuoba Gui. She stood there, looking resolute and fearless.
"Why have you come to surrender?" Tuoba Gui's voice was cold and deep.
Murong Yao took a deep breath and gathered the courage to answer, "To protect my people, I am willing to surrender myself. I only ask that the Emperor of Northern Wei spare them."
Tuoba Gui Looking at her, the doubts in his heart bloomed like a profusion of flowers. What puzzled him was why every move and every word of this woman made him feel so uneasy.
It seemed like there was a voice in his heart telling him that none of this was as simple as it appeared on the surface.
He fell silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "I promise to grant your request. I will spare your people."
Murong Yao breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, knowing that his plan had succeeded. But he also understood that the days ahead would be filled with uncertainty and danger.
In the distant valley, the people and soldiers left behind by Murong Yao of Later Yan are quickly moving towards safety.
In the palace of Northern Wei, resplendent with gold and jade, the lights were bright. Emperor Tuoba Gui sat on the dragon throne, with dancers before him like celestial maidens, but his mind was elsewhere.
His gaze passed through the dancers and gazed far away at the moonlight outside the window.
In the heart of Tuoba Gui, there is a lingering shadow of a person. She is the princess of Later Yan, Murong Yao. Her eyes are as clear as autumn water, and her smile is like the flowers of spring, intoxicating the heart.
Since seeing her portrait, Tuoba Gui has been infatuated with her.
Northern Wei Although powerful, Tuoba Gui knew that to win Murong Yao, he couldn't rely solely on military force.
So, he dispatched envoys bearing precious gifts to propose a marriage alliance with Later Yan, hoping that Murong Yao would become his consort and share his life.
However, the good times did not last. The response from Later Yan was to reject. They believed that the emperor of Northern Wei was not sincere, but rather wanted to annex Later Yan through marriage.
This response hit Tuoba Gui like a thunderbolt, filling his heart with anger.
"Dare to refuse me?" Tuoba Gui stood in the spacious imperial study, a cold light flashing in his eyes. His fingers lightly tapped the rosewood desk, producing a rhythmic sound.
"Your Majesty, Later Yan is weak, and we have the ability to directly attack and conquer it," a minister knelt on the ground, bowing his head almost to the floor.
Tuoba Gui pondered for a moment, then nodded firmly. He thought that if being soft didn't work, he would try being tough. He wanted to let Later Yan know what consequences they would face if they rejected him.
As a result, the great army of Northern Wei swept in like a raging storm, and the cities of Later Yan were as fragile as paper, completely unable to resist.
On the battlefield of raging wars, the soldiers of Later Yan fought desperately, but ultimately could not resist the powerful iron cavalry of Northern Wei.
On the day when the city was breached, Tuoba Gui personally led the army straight to Zhongshan Castle.
Tuoba Gui's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, his eyes constantly scanning the crowd, searching for Murong Yao's figure.
Finally, near the city, his sharp eyes caught sight of her. He quickly drew his bow and arrow, shooting down a soldier who tried to protect Murong Yao with a single shot.
He vividly remembers the look in Murong Yao's eyes at that time, she glared fiercely at his face wearing a helmet. Her eyes were filled with anger and defiance.
At that time, Tuoba Gui secretly considered that she was a spirited woman, and if he forcibly kept her by his side, it might cause some trouble.
So he ordered her to be placed in the military camp to make her suffer.
However, to Tuoba Gui's surprise, Murong Yao did not make a scene about wanting to commit suicide, nor did she show any desire to return to the state of Yan.
So, Tuoba Gui once again issued orders to have Murong Yao arranged to serve by his side.
He did not expect Murong Yao to be so diligent in her duties, until one day, she personally served him a bowl of soup made from stewed Snow lotus and Lingzhi mushrooms.
When Tuoba Gui drank the soup, he felt unwell in the middle of the night. He immediately regretted it, thinking to himself how he could have fallen into the hands of this woman.
He thought he was going to die, but the doctor told him that the medicine was not lethal, it would only make him faint and lose control of his actions. Tuoba Gui furrowed his brow in confusion, unable to understand what this woman was thinking even more.
Although there were some minor incidents during the process of bringing Murong Yao back to Northern Wei, fortunately it did not affect the overall situation, and Murong Yao was safely brought back to the palace.
On the way back, Tuoba Gui carefully observed Murong Yao and felt uneasy. He worried that she might hold a grudge against him for destroying her country.
However, at the moment, it seems that Murong Yao did not show too much hostility.
On the way, she rescued some remnants of Later Yan. In response, Tuoba Gui also generously showed kindness, as if he did her a favor.
Not long after returning to Northern Wei, Tuoba Gui decided to marry Murong Yao in a more formal wedding ceremony.
He did not neglect the other party because she was the Princess of a Fallen Kingdom, but instead attached more importance to the wedding, and promised the princess that as long as she married him, the people of Later Yan within the Northern Wei territory would be treated as his own people, without any distinction.
The atmosphere in the palace was exceptionally lively, and the entire palace was decorated like a fairyland on earth.
Crimson brocade, emerald silk, precious pearls and jewels, all beautiful things were used to adorn this grand wedding.
Every corner of the palace was filled with a festive atmosphere, as if the whole world was celebrating for this newlywed couple.
In the center of the grand hall, a huge Dragon and Phoenix bed is placed, with a carpet embroidered with auspicious patterns in front of it, displaying the royal dignity. Various famous paintings hang on the walls around, each one a masterpiece, showing the grandeur of the palace.
Tuoba Gui, dressed in a dragon robe, stands in the center of the hall, waiting for his bride. His eyes are filled with anticipation and nervousness. He knows that the arrival of this moment means that his fate will be tightly bound to Murong Yao.
At this moment, Murong Yao is sitting in her own palace, being carefully dressed by a group of palace maids. Her mood is extremely complicated. On the one hand, she is clear that she must go through the procedures of this wedding; on the other hand, her heart is filled with unease and confusion.
"It's just a wedding in the mortal realm, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?" Murong Yao secretly thinks to herself.
She actually has no choice in her current situation and can only accept the arrangement of fate.
Although Later Yan and Northern Wei were established at the same time, Later Yan as a small country was far less powerful than Northern Wei. Previously, Northern Wei proposed a marriage alliance, but her father rejected it, resulting in Northern Wei sending troops to destroy their country. This war has already caused harm to many innocent civilians.
Sometimes she even doubts whether the person in front of her, Tuoba Gui, is really the Master?
After the war, her father led the remaining soldiers to escape into the deep mountains, and even became a monk to save his life.
In this helpless situation, Murong Yao could only silently accept her fate. She comforted herself that at least as the wife of the Emperor of the Northern Wei, her people, the remnants of Later Yan, could find safe refuge in Northern Wei.
Murong Yao unconsciously twisted her fingers on her skirt, her eyes revealing a hint of confusion.
The palace maids busied themselves around her, dressing and grooming her while comforting her with care.
"Princess, rest assured, the Emperor of Northern Wei will surely cherish you in every way," a maid whispered gently to her, wearing a tender smile on her face.
Murong Yao Hearing this, the tension in her heart eased slightly. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.
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