Sparrow dream dance

In the second year of Shunzhen, autumn.

A black-armored iron cavalry with more than ten people entered the tall city gate of Yanmen Pass with a two-male and four-bridle carriage. Tall horses, thick canopies, and black bridle shafts sat in front of the carriage. The coachman riding the horse straightened his shoulders and kept his eyes fixed.

The middle-aged man in the carriage sat upright, with his hands hidden in the wide sleeves, and his expression was awe-inspiring.

He is Shen Qimo, Minister of the Ministry of War of Dayan, and the uncle of Emperor Yan Jing, the current emperor. Not long ago, Emperor Jing accepted his youngest daughter, Shen Yuer, as his noble concubine, and he was even more intimate.

This time, he was ordered by His Majesty to come to Yanmenguan to meet someone.

"My lord, we're here." The carriage stopped steadily, and the driver bowed his head and reminded respectfully.

Shen Qimo straightened his clothes and stepped out of the carriage slowly.He raised his head, looked at the flying golden plaque of "Xiangwang Mansion" directly above, and was speechless for a long time.

The passage of time is enough to make people forget the pain of the war, the sky stained with blood by the flames of war, and the sobbing of lone geese circling in the deserted city. . .But it was impossible to forget that ruthless figure.

The entire sky was dyed heart-piercing scarlet by the soaring flames, the blood spilled on his cheeks and stained his robes, but that man galloped alone on the battlefield. . .But he kept laughing.

What kind of Shura heart does one have to take pleasure in killing?

In the past two years, this iron-blooded lord has been ordered to stick to the northwest frontier. With a cold silver gun, he has successively wiped out many nomadic tribes that have risen in the north, preventing the Hulu from invading southwards.

However, it is not only his undefeated myth that is so frightening, but also his notoriety.

It is said that the king of Xiang only liked virgins from good families, so he took them by force, spoiled them overnight, and then discarded them like worn-out shoes.

Those memorials praising his outstanding meritorious deeds and those impeaching his lewdness and immorality were all submitted to the emperor's dragon case.

Suspicions and doubts made this Ninth Five-Year Lord doubtful, so Emperor Yan Jing finally sent his most trusted uncle, Shen Qimo, to go to King Xiang's fief in person to find out what happened.

After hearing the report from the subordinates, the steward of Prince Xiang's Mansion rushed out, with an embarrassed expression on his face, he clasped his fists and bowed to Shen Qimo repeatedly, "Master Shen, my lord... My lord is not in the mansion for the time being."

"Where is the prince?"

Shen Qimo's face darkened slightly, and he couldn't help thinking, this King Xiang knew that he was here under the order of the Holy One, but he was so slack and contemptuous, and he didn't know what An De was thinking.

"My lord..." the housekeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, lowered his head and said shamefully, "It should be in the Ruyi Tower."

Ruyi Tower, the most famous place for fireworks in Yanmenguan, is comparable to the Moon Tower in Yanjing.

There are the most intoxicating wines in the world, and there are also the most soul-stirring beauties.

Their delicate faces like lotus flowers can inspire poets to sing with great joy; their curly waists can soften the armor of generals who fight on the battlefield; cloud smoke.

As a result, countless bold and unrestrained poets, fickle lords, frivolous children, and down-and-out ministers came here while enjoying themselves and returned with all their heart's content, day after day, year after year. .

Of course, this also includes Dayan's most controversial prince, King Xiang Murongyan.

Shen Qimo's eyes widened, and he stopped in front of this high-rise building filled with the fragrance of rouge. He did not expect that in broad daylight, there would be bursts of melodious sounds of silk and bamboo orchestras and divas in harmony, which seemed so of luxury.

He followed the butler of Prince Xiang's Mansion slowly up the stairs, passed through layers of low-hanging curtains, and walked to a private room.

The butler stopped in his tracks, turned to look at Shen Qimo, pointed to the door, and said in a low voice, "My lord, the prince is here, please come in."

Shen Qimo frowned, even through the door, he could still hear the endless cheering voices in the room.

He gently opened the door, the room was large, the floor was paved with smooth and white stone, and the curtain was lowered like the outside, and many figures could be vaguely seen shaking on the other side of the curtain.

He hesitated for a moment, and the curtain was lifted by two pairs of white hands, revealing two young and clean pretty faces.

"Sir, please come in."

The voices of the girls are like the orioles singing on the branches in spring, cheerful and clear.

Shen Qimo saw at a glance that Lord Dayan was wearing a light blue brocade handkerchief in front of his eyes, with his hands outstretched, staggering towards the three or five seductive women beside him who had been laughing all the time, Even pounced several times, but they avoided it easily.

"Haha, my lord missed it again!"

"My lord, the servant's house is here."

"My lord... my lord..."

Seeing the prince rushing to nothing, these charming women laughed even harder. They all narrowed their eyes that were almost dripping with spring water, and even bent over laughing.

Murong Yan was full of drunkenness, raised her eyebrows and scolded with a smile, "If you little goblins are caught by this king, you must be punished severely!"

Liu Yiyi stared at the panting, flushed but handsome prince, her heart was beating wildly, this was the second time she saw him.

On the night when I first saw him, that thin and slender figure was leaning on the railing to drink alone. He was wearing a white robe and black hair. Both the clothes and hair were blowing in the wind. They were not tied up, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

The moment he turned his head back, his eyes were picturesque and graceful, although there was a trace of teasing in his eyes looking at him, it was enough to capture the moonlight and make him ecstatic.

In a trance, Liu Yiyi only felt a gust of breeze blowing in front of her, before she could exclaim in surprise, she fell into an embrace full of pear blossom fragrance.

Murong Yan put her arms around the slender waist of the beauty in her arms, and tore off the brocade handkerchief covering her eyes with the other hand, her tone was extremely frivolous, "Finally caught one, quickly let me see, which little goblin it is..."

Liu Yiyi met those shallow eyes that were close at hand, her heart almost jumped out of her chest, she had to lie limp in his arms with her face flushed, not daring to move.

"Wonderful, wonderful, so it's Yiyi." Murongyan put her thin lips next to her flushed ears, and unscrupulously reached out to caress her hot and greasy cheeks, her voice was hot and hoarse, but her fingertips were as cool as jade , "Let me think about it carefully, how to punish you..."

Shen Qimo looked at this lewd scene, couldn't bear it anymore, and finally coughed heavily from the side in embarrassment.

Murong Yan turned her head in a daze when she heard the sound, and stared at Shen Qimo's livid face for a long while, then let go of the beauty in her arms, and said drunkenly, "Isn't this the uncle of the country, Mr. Shen? What kind of wind blows you to this place?" Is this Yanmen closed?"

Shen Qimo sneered from the bottom of his heart, but forced a smile on his face, and said, "My lord is really a nobleman who forgets things too much. I was appointed as an imperial envoy by your majesty. This time, the magistrate came to Yongzhou to sympathize with the people's feelings. Didn't he do it as early as last month?" Have Feige sent the letter to His Highness yet?"

Murong Yan was stunned for a moment, then patted herself on the head forcefully, and laughed loudly, "Yes, yes, this king remembered! Alas, this king misremembered the day when your lord came here, and the reception was really bad! I still hope Shen My lord is overwhelmed!"

"Come on! This king should punish himself with three cups, and the right should be an apology, how about it?"

While speaking, Murong Yan staggered towards the wine table, picked up the cup filled with wine by herself, raised her head and drank it in one gulp.After drinking three cups in a row, Murong Yan hugged the two beauties from left to right, and smiled silently at Shen Qi, "Master Shen, if you have wine today, you might as well choose a few beauties to accompany me to have a drink or two. It's not too late to talk about politics!"

"I'm a reckless man, I don't dare to disturb Your Highness's elegance." Shen Qimo said with a hint of contempt in his eyes, cupping his fists perfunctorily, "I will take my leave first, and I will come to the palace tomorrow to pay my respects to the lord."

Before the drunken Murong Yan could react, Shen Qimo shook his head helplessly and hurried out of the private room, fearing that the prince would do any indecent acts of prostitution in public.

After Shen Qimo opened the door and left, Murongyan looked back at Liu Yiyi, who had dizzy cheeks, and said with a frivolous smile, "This king thinks about it, so I will punish you to stay with me tonight, how about it?"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of all the girls were shocked. Although the prince often visited the Ruyi Tower, he had never left a girl alone overnight, and this was the first time.

"My lord is eccentric, this is not a punishment, it's clearly a reward..." a song girl said with a half smile and half annoyance with a trace of jealousy.

The other singer with a charming figure was also full of disappointment, and immediately answered, "Isn't it, the prince just now... I'm afraid she deliberately went to catch Yiyi's sister."

"What the two beauties are saying, is it true that this king will not come in the future?" Murong Yan narrowed her amber eyes slightly, and chuckled unrestrainedly, "All the beauties are my king's darlings. How can you talk about partiality?"

Murong Yan raised the corners of her lips, and said lewdly, "The future will be long, and the beauties are good, I will always know slowly."

How could that frivolous appearance make these brothel girls think that the Gaoliang king and grandson in bright clothes and angry horses was actually a cold-blooded Shura who killed people like hemp on the battlefield.

All the girls teased this eye-catching prince again, and then reluctantly left.

It was night, Murong Yan was leaning on the soft couch with her eyes closed, her expression was light.But Liu Yiyi, who was lying beside her, was full of shyness and uneasiness. When the prince carried her to the bed just now, she just felt weak all over.Although I am not perfect for a long time, when I think that he will have the most intimate and embarrassing love/thing with me next, I am still nervous and happy in my heart, I just hope that I can use all my strengths to tie him up soon Body and mind, even if only for one night.

However, after the man put himself on the bed, he just put on his clothes and lay down without doing anything else.

At first Liu Yiyi didn't dare to open her eyes, she had seen too many tricks of men trying to get him in this fireworks place, and for a while she didn't know what the prince was planning, so she decided to keep pretending to be reserved.

But she waited for a long time, but still didn't see any reaction from the prince, and then slowly opened her bewildered beautiful eyes, but saw that the man turned his back to her, motionless, as if he really fell asleep.

Liu Yiyi stared blankly at Murongyan's back, wondering how the prince who was eager for sex just now became the calm Liu Xiahui in the blink of an eye.She tossed and turned sleeplessly, but Murong Yan was snoring slightly beside her, her body exuded the delicate fragrance of fine wine mixed with pear blossoms.

Finally, Liu Yiyi couldn't help but propped herself up, stared at Murongyan's peaceful face for a while, sighed, and reached out to remove his robe, so that he could sleep more comfortably.But as soon as her hand touched his robe, she saw Murongyan open her eyes suddenly, but her eyes were sharp and cold, like ice that would not melt for a thousand years, she shrank her hands in fright, and did not dare to act rashly again, but The confusion in my heart is even worse.

This is completely different from the suave prince who just said unrestrained and romantic words.

Murongyan stared at Liu Yiyi's panic-stricken eyes, for a long while, she just turned over in silence, put on her boots and walked out the door.

Looking at the back of Murongyan leaving, Liu Yiyi shouted unwillingly, her voice trembling slightly, "My lord...it's so late, where are you going?"

Murong Yan's hand was already on the door, and she froze slightly at this moment.She turned her head and looked at the woman kneeling on the bed, without explaining anything, she just said indifferently, "Miss Yiyi, I think there are still important matters to be done in the mansion, so I have to come to enjoy the beauty's favor another day. "

After finishing speaking, she stopped staying and walked out of the private room.

It was only then that Liu Yiyi saw clearly the coldness and calmness in Murongyan's eyes and the mocking intent in the corner of her mouth.

She stared blankly at the curtain that was blown back and forth by the wind, and remembered that before the banquet started, she was concentrating on putting on her makeup, while a few sisters beside her were whispering something, and a few words fell into her ears from a distance :

"Exquisite and airy.. Chatting with women.. Playing the piano.. Watching dance music.. He is a heart-warming and caring person..."

"The appearance is also unparalleled in the world.. It's a pity.. I heard that only virgins are happy.. But I don't know why, I always only spend one night..."

"Oh... I don't know what kind of master I need to really get into his eyes..."

Liu Yiyi gripped the bed sheet tightly, and then suddenly realized that he was just playing on the spot. . .Only myself, I naively thought that I could have a fake show with him.