Sparrow dream dance

Do you know what lovesickness is?

That is, when that person is by his side, she is always in his eyes.

And when that person was no longer by his side, she was always in his heart.

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Murong Yan felt that she had fallen into nothingness, she raised her eyes in panic, there was only a whole piece of white around her, and she couldn't tell the direction.

Only myself, walking alone in the whole white, one step. .Another step. .But I couldn't find a way out.

"Please...don't die!"

Who is calling yourself?

"Please... wake up!"

Whose voice is so anxious and heart-wrenching. . .

"Please...don't leave me alone!"

There were scalding drops of water hitting her face, whose tears were these?

"Please...please..."

Who is it that is persistently begging in my ear again and again?

In a coma, Murongyan seemed to feel a pair of delicate hands caressing her cheeks, her eyebrows, the bridge of her nose, and the corners of her lips. . .

It felt so familiar.

Whose lips are so soft, with delicate sweetness and a touch of bitterness prying open his lips and teeth, and soon a warm and rich medicinal juice poured into his mouth.

When this long and pathetic kiss ended, Murongyan struggled to open her eyes slightly, under the dazzling light, her eyes were covered with white flowers, her eyes could only be narrowed into lines, and she vaguely saw a hazy and slim figure.

Murong Yan stretched out his hand to her with difficulty, the figure seemed to hesitate for a moment, but still stepped forward and held his hand tightly.

Murong Yan heard her own voice, hoarse like a torn cloth, "Xiao Ti..."

it's you, right?

Only she, only she would treat herself so tenderly and beautifully.

The figure in front of him suddenly shook violently, quickly pulled away the hand that was holding him, stood up, and was about to leave.

"Don't go..."

Murong Yan used all her strength to prop herself up, and stretched out her hand to catch the blurry figure, but her catch was empty, and her center of gravity was unstable, so she fell from the high bed.

Moaning depressingly for a while, Murongyan felt her eyes go dark, and then passed out from the pain again.

She has a pair of simple and elegant hands, but at this moment they are clenched into fists. Because she wants to practice martial arts and dance, she did not keep her nails, and her knuckles turned white due to too much force, and the joints are distinct.

She didn't understand, she was willing to be this man's pawn, but why couldn't she accept being treated as another woman's shadow by this man?

Watching Murongyan's wound where the bleeding had been stagnated slowly blooming into blossoms of blood, she suddenly became flustered again, hurriedly took out a clean white cloth, stretched out her hand and untied layers of skirts on her body.

Suddenly, she stopped the movement of her hands, and couldn't help but gasped.

Under the underwear, the bandage tightly wrapped around her chest was already soaked in blood, which stung her eyes.

King Xiang of Dayan, his lord. . .It turned out to be a woman? !

After being dazed for a long time, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and suddenly smiled desolately, that's why. . .I see. . .

Finally, she calmed down, cut the bloody bandages that had already stuck to the wound with a knife, carefully applied ointment on Murong Yan, bandaged the wound, and changed into a clean dress.

She stared at her pale face that was almost transparent, lightly touched the lips that had kissed her just now, and smiled wryly,

turn out to be. . .So you are a woman. . .So at that time, you will say that to me.

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A year ago, Yanshan Chamber of Secrets.

Yushang leaves fall, cold all night.

The girls fell asleep one after another, only Ah Sheng was still practicing dancing alone in the dark front hall.

Her feet stepped into the golden pierced dancing shoes, and the edge of the shoes rubbed against the wound on her feet, causing slight pain, but her eyes were clear and persistent.

Yes, in fact, I am not good at dancing. . .But the Lord's eyes will only stay on the woman who dances the best.

So, just hang around for Bojun for a while, but Ah Sheng practiced hard day and night, his feet were already covered with countless bruises and new calluses, if it weren't for the white socks, it would be shocking.

Tomorrow, the Lord will come.

For this day, Ah Sheng has been waiting for half a year.

She just wanted to show her best figure in front of that person, that's all.

When you think of someone in your heart, the night will no longer be long.

At dawn, the girls got up to dress up one after another, laughing and playing around in front of the brazier, whispering to each other.

Ah Sheng has never been very interested in this, just sitting alone in the corner and thrushing his eyebrows in front of the bronze mirror, but a few words from a distance still fell into her ears:

"...Do you know who the Lord is...and why did you leave us here?"

"...I also heard from the guard who came with the Lord last time... that the Lord is a nobleman in the palace..."

"... Are you serious? Does the Lord want us to be his concubines?"

The more the girls talked, the more excited they became, and their voices became louder and louder.A young girl stood up proudly and raised her voice on purpose, "You never dreamed of it, the Lord came to me a few months ago, and I accidentally fell in the corridor, but the Lord himself helped me up!"

After hearing this, all the girls exclaimed in envy, and urged her to tell what happened next. Even A Sheng, who had always been at odds with everyone, couldn't help but look sideways and listen carefully.

The girl felt a little lost again, and sighed softly, "But after the lord lifted me up, he didn't say anything. He didn't even look at me from the beginning to the end, so he shook his sleeves and left..."

At this time, another girl said with a smile, "My lord is a dragon and phoenix among people, so I won't like you like this."

The girl became a little annoyed, gritted her teeth, and snorted, "Don't like me? Could it be possible to like you?

These girls were all rescued by Murong Yan, and they stayed in the secret room without worrying about food and clothing.After a long time, except for this handsome lord, I hardly get in touch with any outsiders, and it is inevitable that they are more or less moved.

Seeing that the two girls were about to pinch each other, another older woman tried to persuade her, "Stop quarreling, everyone knows that the Lord Su likes people who are good at singing and dancing. If you want to win the Lord's favor, you are just here to fight for power and jealousy." What's the use? It's better to show some real skills to convince the sisters."

While talking lively, the nurse in charge hurried into the room, clapped her palms, and said loudly, "Why are you still chatting here? The Lord is coming soon, and the singing and dancing are all ready? Why don't you go to the table and wait!"

Everyone was silent at once, and got ready in a hurry.

A Sheng took a little bit of the vermilion pen on his lips, outlining a light crimson red, covering up the original bloodless color.

It seems. . .I can only dance to that song. . .

In the hall, there are flowers and beautiful couples, and the spring/color is boundless.Murong Yan sat in the upper seat, still wearing a silver mask, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger.

Have fun and dance.

The girls came out one after another, their skirts swirling, and they danced for Murong Yan.Some walk lightly, like a sparrow returning to its nest; some fly and leap, like a deer frightened at night; . .

Although Murong Yan responded with a smile and nodded, her eyes remained calm and did not show any surprise.

Until the sound of the drum, Murong Yan raised her eyes to look up, and saw A Sheng wearing a green shirt, coming out calmly with the sound of the drum, with a relaxed appearance.The soft long sleeves fluttered in the wind, winding and criss-crossing, and in a whirl, she turned to a guard who was stunned, and only heard a "chuss", and unexpectedly pulled out the sword from his waist.

The guard was shocked, and hurriedly turned to look at Murongyan, but saw that Murongyan didn't say anything to stop him, but instead smiled, showing a trace of joy in his eyes.Seeing that Murong Yan didn't intend to stop him, he could only stare blankly at the beautiful girl dancing with the shadow of the sword in bewilderment.

With a dazzling cold light, he raised his head suddenly.

A Sheng's figure is graceful and graceful, her cherry lips are lightly parted, and her voice is unblemished and soft, showing her generosity.

I saw her dancing with a sword, her blue hair loose, but what she chanted was "Folding Willows"

Willows become silk in disorder, climbing and folding in spring.

Ye Mi birds fly hindered, the wind light flowers fall late.

The city is tall and has short flute hair, and Lin Kong's painted corners are sad.

There is no other meaning in the song, and it is for lovesickness.

When the line "There is no other meaning in the song, and it is for lovesickness" was sung, the drum beat suddenly stopped, and A Sheng threw his sword into the sky suddenly, which made everyone exclaim.

This sword is extremely sharp, if the fall is slightly wrong, it will kill you on the spot, or you will have your hands and feet broken. Even the nuns who teach dancing have always used wooden swords instead when dancing this song. Some people dare to dance with a real sword.

But at this moment, Ah Sheng's forehead, back, and forehead were wet with cold sweat, and her black hair was loose. After throwing the sword with all her strength, her steps were already faltering, her feet were soft, and she couldn't help falling forward. She felt terrible, But she couldn't control her body anymore, seeing that the sharp sword was about to penetrate her body from the air, she had no choice but to simply close her eyes and wait for death.

However, in the next moment, there was a sudden sound of 'ding', and then a gust of wind swept in front of him, and Ah Sheng only felt that he had fallen into an embrace with a faint fragrance of pear blossoms.

The surrounding area was so quiet that there was not even the slightest sound, everyone stared at Murongyan who was tightly protecting the green-shirted girl's head and face during the banquet, and the sharp sword was inserted on the stone slab just a short distance away, swinging from side to side, sending out bursts of shock. There was a sound of sword chant.

A Sheng only felt that his face was as red as fire, but he was too embarrassed to raise his eyes, wishing he could get under the ground.

I still jumped and smashed in front of the Lord. . .He will definitely be ridiculed by everyone, and he is afraid that he will never be favored by the Lord.

No, Ah Sheng heard Murong Yan's gentle sigh from his head, "Oh, why are you working so hard?"

As soon as she raised her head, she was facing Murong Yan's shallow eyes like a layer of mist, and she couldn't help but be fascinated.

Murong Yan stared at A Sheng who was trembling in her arms, never thought that such a seemingly fragile girl could not only dance with a sword, but also dare to throw a sword into the clouds.this girl. .Maybe it is exactly what I need, after all, the person who can really benefit me not only needs a beautiful appearance, but also needs the courage and courage to be unyielding.

Thinking of this, Murong Yan stretched out her hand and gently stroked A Sheng's loose hair behind her ear, leaning close to her ear and said slowly, "After the banquet is over, you will come to my room alone."

Seeing Mu Rongyan rubbing shoulders with A Sheng in front of a large audience, all the girls were envious, but there was nothing they could do.

Ah Sheng was very happy, she finally waited until this day, the Lord summoned her alone.When the banquet was over, she carried her water-green skirt, completely forgetting the etiquette taught by her mother, and ran all the way to the front of the Lord's room.

She knocked on the door tremblingly, her heart full of anticipation and apprehension.

I don't know if the Lord can understand. . .What is the meaning of the song I sang and danced just now?

There is no other meaning in the song, and it is for lovesickness.

I don't know, would the Lord be willing to respond to this lovesickness?

However, when the door is opened, all the bubbles about lovesickness will be shattered at the touch of a button.

A Sheng looked at the person in front of him in a trance, thinking about it day and night, as if he couldn't understand what she was saying.

"A Sheng... I need you to marry into the palace... to be my eyeliner, to be used by me..."

Murong Yan looked at the girl in green shirt who was staring at her motionlessly, and said these words cruelly.

This girl seems to have just turned 17 this year, which should be the most beautiful time, but she wants to destroy this pure beauty with her own hands. . . .

Sigh, since when did I start to become so dirty?

In order to protect himself, he had to give up the innocence of this innocent girl's life. . .

Seeing that A Sheng just stared at her blankly but didn't answer, Murong Yan thought she must be frightened.

After a long time, she finally turned her face away, let out a long sigh, and said in a heavy voice, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say those words."

Even though this girl is the most outstanding among all the girls I have raised, she is still only a 17-year-old child after all. Maybe I shouldn't force a child to do such a horrible thing. . .

But A Sheng still looked at her motionless, Murong Yan was taken aback, she suddenly couldn't understand the emotion flowing in the girl's eyes.

She took a deep breath, waved her sleeves a little anxiously and said to A Sheng, "Go back and rest first."

But seeing Ah Sheng bit her lip fiercely, almost bleeding from the bite, after a long time, she only heard her say word by word, "I am willing."

"What?" Murong Yan suspected that she had heard wrong.

"I am willing to enter the palace...to be a concubine." A Sheng looked at Murong Yan's cold side face wearing a silver mask, tears welled up in her eyes, this was the first time she had cried since she was sensible, and the tears seemed to last forever endless.

She suddenly didn't understand why she was crying?

Maybe I am really a strange person. I never shed tears when my father and mother died in the flames of war, and I never shed tears when I was frightened and frightened every night when I was hungry and cold. The piercing pain never made me cry. . .But when he said the word "willing", the tears fell like rain, falling on the ground endlessly.

She was just sad, sad that this person just regarded herself as a pawn, but she was also afraid, afraid that she could not even be this person's pawn.

Murong Yan really wanted to reach out to wipe away the tears on A Sheng's cheeks, but she was afraid that if she did so, her heart would soften again.

Because of his soft heart, he has almost lost everything.

Murong Yan had no choice but to harden her heart and said, "That's...very good."

She paused, and still sighed slightly, "If you have any unfulfilled wishes, you can bring them up, and I will help you realize them."

A Sheng raised his head suddenly, staring straight at Murongyan, his face turned pale for a while, and then flushed for a while.

After a long time, Ah Sheng seemed to have made a great determination, and stuck to Murong Yan's body. Before she could react, he stretched out his hand clumsily and tremblingly to untie her belt.

Murong Yan was startled, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to push A Sheng away, she was dumbfounded for a moment.

this girl. . .What do you want to do? !

Tears dripped down A Sheng's face, she looked at Murongyan with tears in her eyes, almost crying, "This is my last request, let me be your woman before entering the palace."

Murongyan took two steps back in shock, her ears were burning red, and she hastily retorted, "Are you crazy? This will only destroy you!"

"I know." A Sheng smiled sadly.

But I don't want to. . .Give the most precious thing to someone you don't love.

"Please, don't...don't push me away." A Sheng stepped forward and hugged Murong Yan tightly. She tried her best to hold back the sobs in her throat, but she couldn't restrain her body from shaking violently.

Murong Yan didn't push A Sheng away, but let her hug her. After a long time, she sighed, "No...you don't understand...I can't do this..."

"Why?!" Ah Sheng was a little unwilling, she remembered the way to seduce men taught by her mother, and she was heartbroken, she stretched out her hand to hook Murong Yan's stiff neck, and said pitifully, "I just don't want to regret it... I I just want you to have mine..."

Looking at the stubborn and jerky girl in front of her, Murong Yan resolutely interrupted, "No, this is the only thing I can't agree to, otherwise...you will definitely regret it in the future."

Ah Sheng finally lost his strength and fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

With tears in her eyes, she saw the unspeakable desolation and pain in her eyes under the silver mask.

. . . . . . .

"Hiss..." Murong Yan turned her body, only felt the pain in the wound on her chest, and woke up in pain.

After a while, she managed to open her eyes, but she didn't know where she was.The surrounding area was too dark, and only the heavy curtains could be seen, and the air was filled with a strong smell of medicine mixed with the smell of blood.

Murong Yan clutched her chest and coughed twice, then suddenly heard a cold voice from beside her bed, "Are you awake?"

The heavy bed curtain was lifted by a pair of pure white hands, Murong Yan raised her eyes with difficulty, and it took a while for the figure in her pupils to condense, "It's you..."

"it's me."

Murong Yan lowered her head again, seeing that all the clothes on her body had been changed, her expression changed immediately, she felt faintly uneasy.

She had a panoramic view of Murong Yan's expression, and said with a wry smile, "I already know everything."

Murong Yan raised her head abruptly, staring fixedly at the woman in front of her, only to hear her say word by word, "I know that you are a woman, moreover, you are a woman who likes women."

"A Sheng!" Murong Yan's eyes darkened, and she couldn't help but coughed again while clutching her chest, a line of blood slowly spilled from her mouth.

"My lord, Ah Sheng died a year ago." She took out a brocade handkerchief from her bosom, and carefully wiped off the blood on the corners of Murong Yan's lips, "I am Huo Sheng now."