Sparrow dream dance

That day was the best weather in spring, and the fragrance of pear blossoms was light and fragrant.

She and her father entered the palace together, and on the way, she saw a young man in light white finery was beaten up by two noble gentlemen with cold faces, his whole body was in a mess, his face was flushed red, but his eyes were stubborn and arrogant.

She couldn't bear it, so she begged her father to save her.

Before leaving, she tugged at the corner of her father's clothes and secretly turned to look at her, while the man was struggling to stand up and looked at her.

The four eyes were lingering, but no one spoke, and then gradually drifted away. . .Finally disappeared in each other's sight.

She remembered that that was the situation when she and she first met.

And that day actually happened to be her seventh birthday.

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In the middle of the night, a figure flashed into the quiet Zhaolan Palace.

I never expected to return to this palace where I grew up, it has been completely reduced to a cold palace, without a trace of human touch.

After Murong Yan bid farewell to Huo Sheng, she wanted to sneak out of the palace through the secret passage in the imperial study first, and then make a long-term plan.

Unexpectedly, she stepped on the familiar stone path, walked around the winding corridors unknowingly, and walked to the palace before she was crowned king.

At that time, he was not the Great Yanxiang King whom everyone feared, but the most unfavored Seventh Prince.

She stood in the courtyard under the pear tree that the concubine mother had planted by herself, and the petals of the tree were withered by the wind. . .For a moment, she seemed to see her mother and concubine standing by the tree, her shallow eyes were gentle, she waved to herself with a smile, 'Yan'er, come here. '

"Mother, can such a small sapling survive?"

"Naturally. One day, when my Yan'er grows up, it will surely bloom the most luxuriant flowers."

"Mother Concubine! Mother Concubine! Look, the pear blossoms are falling so beautifully. Does it look like it's snowing?"

"Yes, how beautiful... Yan'er, don't move, it's all over your head."

"Haha, Concubine Mu's head is covered with white petals, so... Does Yan'er grow old with Concubine Mu?"

"Stupid boy... you will find someone who really... can stay with you forever."

"No, only concubine mother treats Yan'er the best... Yan'er only wants to be with concubine mother in this life."

"Stupid child... Mother Concubine has already..."

"Mother Concubine, why are you crying? Yan'er said something wrong. Did you make Mother Concubine sad?"

"How come, my Yan'er is the most obedient...Come here, mother concubine will tell you a secret, in Loulan, if two people want to be together forever, just bury the token of love between them under the pear tree, and it will be gone." I will never be separated again... If one day, the concubine mother is gone, and you meet a sweetheart who wants to be with you for the rest of your life...you must remember the secret that the concubine mother told you."

"No, why is the concubine mother not here? Why did the concubine mother say that... There is something wrong with Yan'er, so does the concubine mother not want Yan'er? Please, don't leave Yan'er alone!"

"Silly Yan'er, concubine mother will never abandon you, never will."

"really?"

"Of course it's true, when did Concubine Mu lie to you?"

. . . . . .

Under the pear tree, Murongyan burst into tears, dripping down her cheeks. Murongyan dug up the soil wet with tears with her bare hands, and dug out a sandalwood box. She brushed away the mud and opened it gently.

Inside, lay an old plum blossom hairpin quietly.

Murong Yan stared at the plum blossom hairpin, with the bitterest smile on her lips, "Mother Concubine... You have deceived Yan'er so hard."

Now, you have left Yan Er for 15 years. . .And myself and the owner of the hairpin have already been torn apart by fate.

"Mother Concubine... Today is her birthday... What should Yan Er do?"

Should I go see her?

can i go see her

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The sky has just turned blue and white, and the morning light has not yet dissipated.

But the entire imperial city was already busy with the whole palace, and there were palace maids in plain clothes and servants in black walking back and forth everywhere.

Today is Empress Dayan's 25th birthday, so the preparations are very meticulous.Civil and military officials and envoys from various countries have all rushed to the Forbidden City with gifts to celebrate this rare prosperity.

Just after Yin's hour, the maid Yao'er walked carefully to the luxurious and beautiful red silk flying phoenix bed curtain with two palace maids, and called out in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

Since Emperor Yan Jing came to Fengyi Palace the day before yesterday, Leng Lange has not slept for two days. She has completely forgotten that today is her birthday. She is full of worries about the safety of that person, but she is at a loss. I can't do anything except wait dryly.

She is afraid. .I was afraid that this time it would be like when I was 17 years old, I was always the last to know that she would never come back.

She sighed faintly, but still sat up, and the layers of complicated curtains were immediately rolled up and pulled lightly by two maids with tasseled gold hooks.

Maid Yao'er didn't directly wash and dress Leng Lange as usual, but leaned towards her, lowered her eyes and said, "Please let this maid attend your maiden to take a bath and change clothes."

The mouth of the glazed incense burner beast in the corner of the palace exudes a heavy honey fragrance, and a faint light smoke curls up.

Leng Lange only felt that her eyes were dry, and she asked wearily, "Why do you need to take a shower today?"

As soon as these words came out, the two maids standing aside couldn't help but looked at each other, but quickly lowered their heads silently.Yao'er raised her eyes, glanced quickly at the empress of Yan, who was so slim, she felt her nose sore for no reason, and whispered back, "Ma'am...have you forgotten? Today...but yours birthday."

Leng Lange suddenly woke up, but there was a lot of mist in her eyes. She muttered to herself, "It's today... How can the days go by so fast..."

Looking at Leng Lange's sad face, Yao'er resisted the sourness in her eyes, and said bravely, "Mother, it's getting late...the saint will come when he goes to court..."

"Is it?"

I saw Leng Lange smiled wryly twice, finally stood up, and walked out of the hall without saying a word, Yao'er didn't dare to say much, and hurriedly followed behind her with her head bowed.

The palace man at the door carefully pushed open the heavy palace door, and the cool wind came straight in. Yao'er stared at Leng Lange's snow-white palace skirt and dragged it to the ground, followed her footsteps and made a subtle rustling sound , just like the banana rain on the west window ringing in the ears of a long spring night, it makes people feel deep and infinite sadness in the bottom of their hearts.

Leng Lange hated her powerlessness more than once, maybe this is the sorrow of being a queen, no matter when and where, no one will really care about what you think in your heart. . .And the most painful thing is that in the eyes of everyone, you are just a decoration. As an accessory of this dynasty, people only need you to appear there when necessary and put on the most dignified and graceful smile.

In the gloomy and gorgeous bathroom, there are low-hanging purple mantle tents everywhere, the palace lanterns are soft and bright, and the mist is dense, and the reddish lights reflect the water shadows rippling.

After Leng Lange walked into the bathroom, he only said lightly, "You don't need to wait, let's all go out, I want to be alone."

Let me enjoy one last time of peace before the emperor comes. . .

Yao'er glanced at Leng Lange in surprise, hesitated for a moment, then respectfully agreed, bowed her head and retreated, closing the palace door tightly.

The inner palace suddenly fell into silence, only a thin white mist shrouded the air.

Leng Lange stepped on the ground covered with a thick velvet blanket, and walked slowly towards the steaming hot tub. She gently pulled off the thin long skirt on her body, revealing her white skin as clean as snow and her smoky apricot-colored apron inside. On the alluring bump of her breast.

Leng Lange stretched her hands behind her back, just about to open the belt of her bellyband, when she suddenly heard a slight movement from behind the huge pillar full of dragon totems, she was shocked, and hurriedly covered her chest with her hands, trembling He shouted, "Who's there?"

Deep in the mist, a figure in white came out.

Leng Lange rubbed his eyes in disbelief, suspecting that he had misread, why did that person appear here?

She stood there in a daze, as if her whole body was fixed there, just staring blankly at the very familiar yet very strange tall figure, and also forgot that at this time, except for the remaining underwear, almost all of her jade body was covered. naked outside.

Murongyan walked quickly towards Leng Lange with her head down, took off her outer robe, and wrapped it tightly around her exposed crystal and delicate body, her thin lips quivered slightly, and an unspeakable and unbearable light flashed in her eyes.

At this moment, she was so upset that she didn't dare to meet Leng Lange's tearful eyes.

It turned out that Murong Yan struggled and hesitated in the Zhaolan Palace, and finally decided to go see her again, even if she could only stand at a distance and take a sneak peek. . .In this way, even if we meet again in the future, it will be regarded as a complete end to the previous relationship, and we will never miss each other again.

So, before dawn, she sneaked into Fengyi Palace, but she didn't want to see many guards patrolling around, forcing her to temporarily hide in the bathroom in the palace, but she never expected that Leng Lange would Come in to take a shower early in the morning. . .

Just now when Murong Yan saw her undressing behind the palace pillars, her heart jumped wildly, she really didn't expect that after so many years. . .How the two of them met like this.Seeing that Leng Lange was about to take off the last shackles, Murongyan felt her mouth was dry for a while, she hurriedly closed her eyes, not daring to look any more, but when her mind was in a state of confusion, she lightly touched her forehead on the pillar and let out a groan. sounded.

For a moment, the two looked at each other, but they looked at each other without saying a word, they could only hear each other's heartbeat, beating, very heavy, very heavy.

After years, it seems like three lives.

For a long time, Leng Lange's eyes shone brightly, staring at the person in front of him who had been worrying about him all the time, his voice was very soft, as if he still felt unreal, "Am I dreaming? Really... Is it you? "

Tears were about to pour out of her eyes in an instant, Murong Yan clenched her palms tightly, almost blurting out the phrase 'Ge'er, it's me'.

But no. . .No, I and her, we know that we are in a relationship, but what is it that is trying to hide it?

She looked at herself with affection in her eyes and tenderness in her brows, but the current self. . .What virtue and ability?

I lied to her, and even fell in love with someone else, so why should I get such warmth?

Suddenly, she took a step back as if she had come to her senses, and then she knelt down straight, her face almost touching the ground, motionless, and cold sweat poured down from her forehead.

"The minister offended the empress, and deserves death."

Leng Lange was stunned, looking at Murongyan kneeling humbly in front of him, and hearing her surrender to him again, Leng Lange only felt that his heart, which had only warmed up a little, suddenly fell into a millennium In the cold ice, I lost consciousness due to the cold.

For a long time, she smiled sadly, laughing at her own innocence.

I'm so stupid, I'm not me anymore. . .How could you still be you?

"His Royal Highness, you shouldn't be here."

"My lord, I'm guilty."

"Convicted?" Leng Lange raised a mocking smile on his lips, as if he was mocking Murongyan, and also seemed to be mocking himself, "What's wrong with His Royal Highness Xiang?"

Yeah, what crime has she committed?What crime did you commit?

"Minister..." Murongyan lowered her face even lower, her mouth gaping.

"Forget it...I'm so stupid." Leng Lange's eyes became more and more bleak, and his voice was sad and weeping, "It's not important at all...you should go now."

Murong Yan stood up and saw her trembling violently under her robe, but she still bit her lip and refused to cry out, her heart ached like Ling Chi.

Murong Yan stretched out her hand with great difficulty, but she didn't dare to touch her at all, thousands of words were stuck in her throat, which finally turned into a heavy sigh.

"Your Majesty... are you ready to take a bath? The slaves come in to wait for you to change." At this time, Yao'er, who had been guarding outside the door, was holding a luxurious crimson phoenix robe in her hand, and there was suspicion in her tone, which was her own illusion . . .How did you hear someone talking inside?

While speaking, she pushed open the heavy door.

When the two people in the hall heard the movement outside the door, their expressions changed drastically. If they were bumped into by someone like this, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But at this moment, Murong Yan had no time to hide behind the pillars.

Leng Lange gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pushed Murongyan into the pool, and quickly took off the outer robe that Murongyan put on himself, and jumped into the warm water.

"Wow-wow--" There was a turbulent sound of water, which shocked Yao'er to walk quickly through the long and deep hanging tent, and came to the pool, staring at Leng Lange, and asked anxiously, "Your Majesty, just now... What's wrong?"

"My palace...everything is fine, who allowed you to come in?!" Leng Lange submerged her body in the pool, leaving only her head and face outside, for fear that Yao'er would become suspicious when she saw that she took a bath without taking off her obscene clothes.

Yao'er was stunned immediately, this was the first time she saw such a stern empress.

"Quickly step back!" Leng Lange shouted in a low voice, but she thought that Murongyan must have looked at her body in the water, her beautiful face was so red that it was almost charming.

"No." Yao'er didn't dare to disobey Leng Lange, she hurriedly bowed her head and took small steps towards the door, but she heard Leng Lange say again, "You leave my phoenix robe behind."

"Niang Niang?" Yao'er stopped and asked puzzledly.

"Leave the phoenix robe, you guys get out, don't let me say it a second time!" Leng Lange's tone was unprecedentedly corrupt.

Shocked, Yao'er quickly put down the phoenix robe in her hand, but suddenly saw Murong Yan's white robe that was lying on the ground, her heart trembled, but she didn't dare to say more, she hurriedly backed out, and closed the door tightly.

"Come out." Leng Lange's cheeks were dizzy, calling Murongyan softly, "She's gone."

But there was no ripple on the surface of the pool.

Leng Lange was startled, and hurriedly dived into the pool, but saw Murongyan sank to the bottom of the water with her eyes closed, motionless.

She quickly swam over, grabbed her arm with all her might, kicked her legs, and led her out of the pool.

"Murongyan...Murongyan..." Leng Lange leaned Murongyan's body against the edge of the pool, reached out and patted her face lightly, but she still couldn't wake up.

She was anxious and anxious, without even thinking about it, she pinched Murong Yan's lips, pressed her against her, and breathed her mouth to mouth.

After a long time, Murong Yan finally gradually felt a fresh and sweet breath entering her lungs that were about to be suffocated. When she opened her eyes, she immediately felt another kind of suffocation hit her heart.

Confused and infatuated, Murongyan couldn't help reaching out to wrap her arms around Leng Lange's slender and smooth waist, wishing to rub her soft body into her bones.

Leng Lange trembled all over, sighed softly in her heart, but did not refuse, allowing her to kiss herself back with forgetfulness.

She suddenly remembered that the last time she met her again, they were like this, lingering together to death.

It seems that every time I meet this person, it's like the first time, my heart is so throbbing and joyful.

A person meets another person for the first time, she falls in love with this person for the first time. . .She suddenly smelled the long-lost fragrance of pear blossoms.

Well, let's just pretend it's too early. . .Everything is still the same, you and I are still intact.

She reached out, caressed her face controlled by lust/desire, brought her lips to her ear, and called, "Idiot... Idiot..."

Suddenly, Murongyan let go of her hand as if struck by thunder and fire, and stared blankly at her who was just a few feet away.

She can't remember. . .How many years have I never heard this name.

Hearing a sound of "wow--", Murong Yan suddenly hugged Leng Lange out of the pool together, she knelt down on one knee in front of her, and put on her own robe for her.

After a long time, her eyes were red and bloodshot, and she said hoarsely, "I'm sorry..."

At that moment, Leng Lange finally understood what it means to be "nearly close, the end of the world" and what is "self-deception, deception".

She suddenly stood up, but Murong Yan was still kneeling on the ground, she stared at her, she hated her so much, raised her jade hands high.

"I'm sorry..." Two lines of tears rolled down Murongyan's cheeks, she looked at her, feeling as if she was heartbroken, "But I'm no longer an idiot..."

After a long time, the hand finally fell down. Leng Lange's eyes were loose, and he muttered to himself, "Yeah...you are no longer that idiot..."

She suddenly felt a piercing chill on her body, she lowered her eyes and asked, "Murongyan, do you still remember how long you have been away?"

Murong Yan didn't dare to look at her, she lowered her head and replied, "I'm going to Yongbei now, I've already been away... for three years."

"Three years?" Leng Lange pursed her lips and smiled wryly, "Do you think it's only three years?"

Murongyan raised her head, and met Leng Lange's indescribable gaze.

"Since you left Yanjing when you were 16 years old, you have been away from me for nine full years."

Her voice was lonely and desolate, revealing a heart-wrenching desolation. Even if your person came back later, your heart would never come back.

"I have been waiting for you for three years and three years, and I have devoted all my best years to this long wait... May I ask, how many three years can a woman's youth endure?"