The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Murong Qing pressed her hand against the wall a few times, and a crack silently appeared in the wall, revealing a deep secret passage.

"Quick, get inside!"

Without hesitation, Wang Long carried Murong Hao inside.

Luo Hanyi pulled Murong Qing along and followed closely behind.

The door to the secret passage closed silently behind them, shutting out the roar of the raging sea dragon.

The secret passage was very dark, with only a few luminous pearls embedded in the walls emitting a faint light.

The ground is paved with bluestone slabs, making it very stable to walk on.

Wang Long carried Murong Hao on his back and walked along the secret passage.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the view suddenly opened up ahead.

A small, secret room appeared before them.

The secret chamber was about two zhang square, with thick bluestone walls covered with densely packed runes that emitted faint spiritual energy fluctuations.

In the center of the secret room stood a stone bed covered with a thick mattress.

Several wooden crates were piled up in the corner, containing dry food and water.

There was also a stone table with several yellowed books on it.

"here it is……"

Luo Hanyi raised her head, looked around, her eyes full of confusion.

"This is a secret refuge for the royal family."

Murong Qing explained, helping Murong Hao lie down on the stone bed.

"No more than five people knew that it was built by our ancestors."

"This place is safe for now; even an attack from a sea-swept dragon wouldn't be able to destroy it!"

Wang Long placed Murong Hao on the bed and took a step back.

Luo Hanyi took out a few healing pills from her bosom and put them into Murong Hao's mouth, then fed him some water.

After taking the pill, Murong Hao's complexion regained some color, but his breathing remained weak.

He opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the faces of the group before finally settling on Murong Qing.

"Qing'er..."

"Brother, I'm here~"

Murong Qing held his hand, tears still streaming down her face.

Murong Hao looked at her, a slight smile appearing on his lips, then turned to look at Wang Long.

"Wang Long..."

"This humble subject is here."

"I... have a favor to ask of you..."

Murong Hao's voice was weak, but it carried an unyielding firmness.

"Take good care of Qing'er for me..."

Wang Long looked at him and nodded heavily.

"Your Highness, rest assured, this humble subject will certainly protect Her Highness the Princess."

Murong Hao nodded in relief, closed his eyes, and fainted again.

"Brother!"

Murong Qing threw herself on him, sobbing uncontrollably.

Luo Hanyi patted her shoulder and gently comforted her.

"Your Highness, please don't worry too much. His Highness the Crown Prince has only fainted and is not in any immediate danger."

"Really?"

Murong Qing raised her head, her eyes red.

Luo Hanyi nodded, but the seriousness in her eyes wouldn't go away.

Murong Hao's injuries were too severe.

Three ribs were broken, and the internal organs were also damaged to varying degrees.

The healing pills in her hand could only temporarily stabilize his injuries; to completely heal him, she would need higher-grade pills.

Murong Qing squatted by the stone bed, holding Murong Hao's hand, tears falling silently down her face.

Her gaze fell on Murong Hao's pale face, then on the sunken area of ​​his chest, and her heart ached.

Outside the secret chamber, the roar of the raging sea dragon never ceased.

The entire palace trembled under its rampage, with palaces collapsing one after another, rubble flying everywhere and dust billowing.

Standing atop the dragon's head, Zhao Pojun looked down at the once-glorious palace with a smug smile on his lips.

"Run? Do you think you can escape?"

He raised his hand, and the Turbulent Sea Dragon suddenly opened its massive maw, spewing a stream of black malevolent energy into the depths of the palace.

The malevolent energy, like a giant black sword, cleaved a side hall in two.

The palace collapsed with a roar, rubble flew everywhere, and dust billowed into the sky.

"Dig three feet into the ground, I'll find them!"

The sea-surging dragon let out a deafening roar, its massive tail sweeping across and smashing a rockery into dust.

The giant claw stomped down, causing a passageway to collapse.

It rampaged through the palace complex, wreaking havoc.

Wherever it goes, not a blade of grass grows.

in the secret room.

The ground shook violently, and dust fell from above.

The runes on the wall flickered and emitted a buzzing vibration.

Luo Hanyi sat on the edge of the stone bed, one hand on Murong Hao's chest to stabilize his injuries, and the other hand on the stone bed to steady herself.

Her expression was solemn, and her brows were furrowed.

If the Overturning Sea Dragon continues its attacks like this, this secret chamber won't last long.

Murong Qing squatted by the stone bed, her hands tightly holding Murong Hao's hands, her face pale.

Wang Long stood at the entrance of the secret chamber, peering out through the crack in the stone door.

Several luminous pearls in the secret passage had been shaken off, making the light dim.

The cracks on the wall increased, spreading outwards like a spider web.

"If this continues, the secret chamber won't last more than half an hour."

Wang Long turned around, walked back to the center of the secret chamber, and sat down on the stone bench.

He rested his hands on his knees, head bowed, and remained silent.

Luo Hanyi glanced at him but didn't say anything.

She knew what Wang Long was thinking.

The three of them were no match for Zhao Pojun, especially since there was also a ninth-grade spirit beast among them.

For a moment, everyone was enveloped in an atmosphere of despair.

The sealed room shook violently again.

A pebble fell from above and hit the stone table, shattering the teapot on it.

Murong Qing gasped and instinctively grabbed Murong Hao's arm, shielding him with her body.

Luo Hanyi waved her hand, and a surge of spiritual energy enveloped Murong Qing and Murong Hao, blocking the falling pebbles.

Wang Long looked up at the swaying chamber, at the falling rubble, and at the increasingly dense cracks on the walls.

A resolute glint flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

He stood up and walked to Murong Qing.

"Your Highness, please follow me."

Murong Qing raised her head and looked at him, her eyes full of confusion.

"Sir, where are you going?"

Wang Long didn't explain, he just stretched out his hand.

Murong Qing hesitated for a moment, then released Murong Hao's arm and placed her hand in his palm.

Wang Long took her hand and led her towards a corner of the secret room.

There was a small door leading to another, even smaller, secret room.

Luo Hanyi frowned slightly as she watched the two figures disappear into the distance.

She wanted to ask something, but ultimately kept her mouth shut.

Wang Long must have his reasons for doing this.

Behind the small door is an even smaller secret room.

There was only a stone bed, a stone table, and a stone stool.

The walls of the secret chamber were also covered with runes, emanating a faint spiritual energy.

Wang Long closed the door.

Another tremor shook the ground overhead, and dust began to fall.

Murong Qing's body trembled slightly, and she subconsciously moved closer to Wang Long.

"Old man, what exactly do you want with me, this princess, here?"

Wang Long turned around and looked at her.

His cloudy old eyes were full of seriousness.

"Your Highness, I have a plan that might turn the tide."

Murong Qing's eyes lit up instantly.

"What method?"

"But this method requires Her Highness's assistance!"

Wang Long knew that doing this was unfair to Murong Qing, but it was the only option at the moment.

"What do you need me to do? Just tell me, old man! As long as it can save my brother and the Great Qian Dynasty, I'll do anything!"

Her voice was urgent, filled with barely suppressed eagerness.

Wang Long hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Old man, whatever you do, this princess will cooperate!"

Murong Qing urged anxiously.

Wang Long exhaled a breath of stale air and said, word by word.

"The solution is for Your Highness to cultivate with me."