Sparrow dream dance

"Beast! Beast! Executioner!"

Su Li bitterly scolded Murongyan who turned to leave, but suddenly heard a slight sound from outside the door.

That was Murong Yan's tired and heavy voice.

She seemed to be calling a name, "Zi Yan..."

Obviously, it's a girl's name.

And after this call, there was a suffocating silence, and there was silence outside the door.

Su Li looked around but couldn't find her clothes. She hesitated for a moment. Although she was ashamed and indignant, she still couldn't help wrapping the thin silk quilt tightly around her body, turned over and got off the bed tremblingly, and approached the palace door with bare feet. Find out.

Su Li secretly opened a very thin door, squinted her eyes, and saw Murongyan standing with her back to the door, while a purple-shirted woman with icy muscles and fine bones was staring at her infatuatedly. .

For some reason, Su Li suddenly felt an inexplicable discomfort in her heart, and subconsciously squeezed the hand holding the silk quilt.

After a long time, it was the woman in the purple shirt who finally broke the silence. She lowered her eyebrows and sighed slowly, "When did Your Highness return to Beijing? Why didn't you give it to me first... Yinger and I sent a letter return..."

"sorry..."

Not knowing if it was her own illusion, Su Li felt that Murong Yan's voice sounded extraordinarily guilty and deep.

"You... you and Ying'er these years... are you okay?"

The woman in the purple shirt suddenly raised her eyes, staring at Murongyan's eyes filled with tears, only to hear her resentfully say, "Ying'er... I'm afraid she has forgotten how to call father king... and I . . . never had a husband, did she?"

Murong Yan visibly froze and didn't answer anything.

After a long time, she walked up to the woman step by step, reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and repeated those three words even more painfully, "I'm sorry..."

But the woman cried even harder, she grabbed Murongyan's robe suddenly, and sobbed sadly, "Why...why...why can't I be the only one?"

"Zi Yan...you should understand, I will not fall in love with anyone anymore..." Murongyan raised her head and said sadly.

The woman grabbed Murong Yan's skirt tightly, shook her head, choked up and said, "No... I don't understand, it's been so long... But why can't you let her go?"

"Zi Yan, don't talk about it." Murong Yan interrupted, with a bit of coldness in her voice, "I have already ordered that no one should mention that matter again."

The purple-clothed woman was stunned, she let go of Murongyan's lapel with a pale face, she knelt down, her lips turned pale, "Zi Yan is guilty, please punish me, Your Highness."

When Murong Yan saw her, she hurriedly pulled her up, and explained in a hoarse voice, "Get up quickly, I don't mean to blame you... I just... just..." She hesitated to speak, and finally sighed "Oh, you won't understand..."

What Murong Yan said to this woman named Zi Yan was really a bit obscure, Su Li hid behind the door and listened in a daze, thought for a while but didn't have a clue, only his hands and feet were as cold as ice.

"Yes... I don't understand Your Highness..." The woman in purple shirt smiled wryly, her eyes suddenly passed Murongyan, drifted to the gate of the palace, with a bit of depression and jealousy, she said coldly, "I especially don't understand , Why did His Highness bring a woman of unknown origin back to the palace, and even take care of her around the clock..."

The woman's cold eyes met Su Li's, and she couldn't help but take a guilty step back in shock, but she didn't want to be caught by the silk dragging on the ground under her feet, and she fell to the ground with an "ah" sound when her center of gravity was unstable. .

And the next moment, with a sound of 'touch', the door of the palace was kicked open by Murong Yan. She rushed in anxiously, but when she saw Su Li lying on the ground, she hurriedly turned her head away.

On the snow-white and soft silk mattress, Su Li's long black hair was scattered into a messy and blooming flower, her slender legs were unreservedly opened, even the darkness in the hall could not hide this lustrous and alluring beauty. torso.

"You...you get out!"

Su Li was so anxious that she was on the verge of crying. She pulled the quilt under her pressure with a red face, and hurriedly tried to cover her exposed skin. At this moment, she was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to bump her head to death.

"Who would have allowed you to eavesdrop on your wounds instead of recuperating well?" Murong Yan said in the calmest voice possible.

She collected herself, suppressed the amazement in her heart, and quickly took off her robe and raised it high, directly covering Su Li who was at a loss, bent down and picked her up together with the quilt, and walked to the bed.

Su Li was dumb for a moment, speechless and powerless to resist.

Then, when she raised her head from Murongyan's shoulder, she saw the woman in purple shirt standing at the door, staring at herself in Murongyan's arms, her eyes were filled with great shock and deep hostility.

In the next few days, Murong Yan never appeared again.Every day, two young maids brought soup, medicine, food and a change of clothes to Su Li.

What surprised Su Li was that although these gorgeous crimson shirts didn't look like new clothes, they all fit unexpectedly, as if they were tailor-made for him.

But in these few short days, she was restless and spent every night in wild thoughts.

Sometimes, the conversation between Murong Yan and the woman in purple shirt would involuntarily ring in her ears.

Is she Murong Yan's wife?even. . .They already have children?

Why did she say that she would never fall in love with anyone again?

She can't let it go. . .Who is it?

Su Li's heart trembled, and she suddenly remembered that night when she assassinated Murongyan, she stared at her fiery and affectionate shallow eyes, and that sentence that seemed to span thousands of mountains and rivers, "I miss you very much." . . '

The speculation that has been lingering in my mind for a long time, which I feel is extremely absurd, has been clamored out again and again.

However, that is impossible.

She thought of her father and brother who had fallen into hell, of the fragmented homeland, of Su Wan whose safety was unknown, and of Mu Kun whose whereabouts were unknown. . .He even remembered the moment when Murongyan personally pierced his body with a long spear. . .

That's right, she will only be her sworn enemy, never will be. .spouse.

Thinking of how she is currently living in this enemy's house with peace of mind, shame and sorrow follow her everywhere, tormenting Su Li every night.

She no longer took the soup or food sent by the maid, and took off the red dress she sent.

Wearing only plain clothes, lying on the bed, waiting to die with closed eyes.

If you can't take heroic revenge, at least you can die unyielding physically and mentally.

This is for me as the princess of Mobei. . .The last bit of dignity.

However, only one day later, the door of the palace was pushed open by someone, and the person came in and walked straight to the bed.

"Get up and go eat well."

Murong Yan stared at Su Li who was getting thinner and haggard in front of her eyes, with a hint of pain in her eyes, she said annoyedly.

Su Li ignored it, her eyelids moved slightly, but she didn't say a word.

"This king orders you to get up and eat!" Murong Yan bent down and repeated sullenly to Su Li.

But she remained motionless.

Murong Yan didn't say it a third time, but straightened up, turned her head and shouted at the maid outside the hall, "Come here! Pass this order, and from today onwards, you don't have to provide meals to that Miss Su."

"Murongyan!" Su Li finally opened his eyes unbearably, and cursed, "You will die!"

"Hmph, this king is here to make your sisters of one heart, since your elder sister is going to be hungry, how can she be alone?" Murong Yan snorted coldly, and said lightly.

Su Li threw off the quilt covering her body, turned over and sat up, glaring at Murongyan angrily, almost gnashing her teeth.

After a long time, she finally pinched her palm, raised her head and asked, "His Royal Highness, what do you want? I'm just a girl from the mountains, why do you care so much about my life?"

Murong Yan's expression changed slightly, and after a long silence, she said, "I said, I want you to be my maid."

I just want you to stay. . .

"Maid?" Su Li sneered and mocked, "Could it be that there is a shortage of maids in this huge Prince Xiang's Mansion? Besides, His Highness is a hero in the world, and his fame has already spread all over the world. As long as His Highness ticks his fingers, I believe there are women in the world who are willing to come to serve in Prince Xiang's Mansion." Your Highness, why do you have to force me any more?"

Murong Yan remained silent, her face extremely embarrassed.

After a long time, he said gloomyly, "The last thing I want to tell you is that your life is not your own. You are fine, and your sister is naturally fine...but if something happens to you, it will not only be your sister, but also your childhood sweetheart." , and everyone in your Qingping Village, I will let them be buried with you!"

When Su Li heard this, her whole body trembled with anger, and her teeth chattered with hatred.

Unexpectedly, I didn't even have the qualifications to die. . .

For a long time, Su Li pinched her palm tightly, exhausted all her strength, and said dejectedly, "Okay, I promise you... I will stay..."

Murong Yan's indifferent eyes lit up, and hurriedly asked, "Really?"

Su Li nodded with difficulty, stared into Murong Yan's eyes again, and said seriously, "But, you have to agree to one condition, otherwise I will never let you go even if I turn into a hell ghost."

"Okay, tell me."

"I want you to send Sister Wan back to Qingping Village safely as soon as possible, and swear that you will never harm the villagers there."

Murong Yan smiled slightly, raised her palms and swore to the sky without hesitation, "I promise you, after I send your sister back to Qingping Village, I will send troops to secretly protect the villagers there, and will not let anyone hurt them, otherwise it will be true." I will die a terrible death."

"Now, can you hurry up and eat?" Murong Yan stared at Su Li's pale cheek and said gently.

Su Li's shoes on the couch may have been because she was too tired after lying down for too long and was hungry. When she stood up, she felt dizzy and her body shook a little.When Murong Yan saw her, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to stabilize her shoulder.

After the dazzle passed, Su Li stared at Murong Yan's hand on her shoulder, without saying a word.

They were slender and capable hands, with a thin layer of calluses on the knuckles, but suddenly, the long-standing anger, resentment, grievance and grief seemed to find a breakthrough. . .Without warning, she lowered her head and bit Murong Yan's right thumb hard.

Murong Yan secretly felt pain, and frowned, but she didn't brush her away, and let her bite herself with tears in her eyes, as if she wanted to bite off her fingers.

She didn't let go until the blood slowly flowed down her lips, then she moved her lips heavily, gasping for breath.

Murong Yan looked at the deep tooth marks on the flesh around her thumb, looked at Su Li with a wry smile, and said, "Now, are you satisfied?"

"You will definitely regret it." Su Li wiped off the blood stains from her lips, and said bitterly with tears, "I hate your brother, and I hate you too. Maybe I will assassinate you again."

"Let's talk about it after you've had enough food." Murong Yan smiled casually, "After all, killing people requires strength, right?"