Sparrow dream dance

Murong Lian rode out of Prince Xiang's Mansion on horseback, maybe because he drank some wine, he felt thin tongues of fire licking his heart.

Just now, he stared at Murong Yan who was dancing with a sword under the pear tree, for a moment, he seemed to touch the greatest hidden pain in her life.

The words she said kept echoing in her mind: What you have, I don't have.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that she was the loneliest person in the world.

Even the smile on her lips was so lonely, as if she already knew that no one could really accompany her.

Murong Lian returned to Wangyue Tower again. He walked up the familiar steps that he had walked countless times on weekdays, pushed the door and entered the clean private room.

The gentle and elegant man was holding black pieces and setting the chess game alone. When he saw Murong Lian coming in, his eyes flickered slightly, he put down the chess piece in his hand, and stood up unhurriedly. .”

Murong Lian waved his hand sadly, walked up to him, sighed a long time, and said, "I have already met Brother Seventh Emperor, and told him your plan...let him hunt I pretended to be injured before, so that I can escape from hunting, and I can also stay in Yanjing for the time being..."

"However, His Highness King Xiang didn't agree to do that, did he?"

Duan Wuyou stared into Murong Lian's eyes, and interrupted with a gentle smile.

Murong Lian was taken aback for a moment, then asked with a frown, "Since you know that Brother Huang is unwilling to do that, why do you want me to say it?"

Duan Wuyou was silent for a while, then turned his head to look out the window, murmured in a low voice, a little absent-minded,

"Some things will happen whether you say it or not."

"And for some people, whether they fight or not, they are all fighting."

"Sir?" Murong Lian suddenly didn't understand what Duan Wuyou said.

Duan Wuyou's eyes froze, he looked at Murong Lian, and asked slowly, "Does His Highness Ninth Prince really want to save His Highness King Xiang?"

Murong Lian nodded solemnly, "Of course it is true."

Then, he sighed softly, "Unfortunately, Seventh Brother still believes that the Holy Majesty will not harm her..."

Duan Wuyou lowered his voice again, stared straight at Murong Lian's face, and asked calmly,

"Duan asks again, if there is only one living between His Majesty and King Xiang, which side will you stand on?"

Suddenly a gust of wind blew into the room, blowing the robes of the two of them.

Murong Lian opened his mouth, unable to say a word, he looked at Duan Wuyou with eyes full of horror, as if he couldn't believe what he heard just now.

"If His Highness is afraid, then just pretend that Duan didn't say anything."

Murong Lian lowered his eyes and murmured, "It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid of Your Majesty at all... But Seventh Brother once saved my life under Xiong's mouth. Brother is begging so hard, maybe His Majesty will never forgive me easily...Even if it is to repay my kindness, I will still choose Seventh Brother..."

"So, even if you want to do some outrageous acts, should you still choose His Highness King Xiang?"

Murong Lian was silent for a while, finally nodded, and said solemnly, "Yes, he is the only brother left for me."

Duan Wuyou stared at Murong Lian's solemn and unblemished young face, and finally smiled, "So, Duan will do his best to protect His Royal Highness King Xiang comprehensively."

Murong Lian stared at him blankly, and asked, "May I ask what you plan to do?"

Duan Wuyou leaned closer to Murong Lian's ear and whispered a few words.

After hearing this, Murong Lian suddenly raised his eyes and shouted with obvious shock and stagnation, "No! This method is too dangerous! If there is any mistake, everyone will be killed!"

"Your Highness, do you still remember what Duan said when he saw His Highness for the first time?" Duan Wuyou asked with a smile.

Murong Lian didn't answer, Duan Wuyou continued, "It's about putting them to death and rebirth. Chess is like life. If you are unwilling, why don't you fight your way out?"

His eyes were clear, and he stood with his hands behind his back, "If you don't fight to the death, you can only catch him with nothing."

After a long time, Murong Lian asked dejectedly, "May I ask you, Mr....why do you treat me like this, Seventh Emperor Brother...so much?"

Duan Wuyou stared at him, but his smile grew stronger. He slowly raised his hand to caress Murong Lian's crown-like cheeks, his fingertips were as gentle as his voice, "Does the Ninth Prince really not understand?" , who is Duan really interested in?"

Murong Lian's face flushed immediately, staring blankly at the elegant and elegant man in green shirt in front of him.

"Don't you understand that if His Majesty really intends to destroy the vassal, as long as King Xiang dies, His Highness must be next." Duan Wuyou said in a gentle but sincere voice, "So, if I help King Xiang, I am helping King Xiang." Your Highness will have no worries in his life, and if I protect King Xiang, I will protect His Highness Chang'an in the next life."

"Sir..." The corners of Murong Lian's lips trembled, his eyes stared at Duan Wuyou without blinking, his heart was beating wildly, "You really... really think so?"

Duan Wuyou was still smiling, his warm smile rippling slightly, he only heard him whispering,

"Naturally, Duan only relieves His Highness' worries."

Murong Lian grabbed Duan Wuyou's hand with his backhand, his eyes flushed, and warm moisture trickled down his cheeks.

"Sir, I only hope that after Brother Seven's matter is over, I can play chess and drink with you carefree...don't ask about anything else..."

"Duan is willing to accompany His Highness forever."

Duan Wuyou nodded lightly, but the smile on his lips disappeared imperceptibly,

"But before that, maybe something dark and despicable has to be done..."

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Chu, Xia, Ti.

About this name, Su Li thought about it all night.

She was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the top of the bed, her mind was confused and bewildered.

Su Li, sweating profusely Xia Ti, Chu Xia Ti.

She suddenly didn't know who she was. . .

"Murongyan...Murongyan..."

She called her name softly, she didn't dare to sleep, because as soon as she closed her eyes, she would see her body full of scars and her eyes looking at her.

It's only been one night, but I really want to see her again.

I never thought that one day, I would want to see this person again so much.

She tossed and turned, until the bright light came into the room, and then she sat up from the bed in a daze.

Soon, the elderly maid named Aunt Xue came in quietly with a meal, "Miss Su, let's eat."

Su Li stood up suddenly, stepped forward and grabbed Aunt Xue's sleeve, and asked hastily, "Where is she...?"

Aunt Xue was taken aback, and after a long while, she replied in a low voice, "My lord is drinking with His Highness Ninth Prince in the mansion."

She looked Su Li up and down, and asked suspiciously, "Miss, do you have something to do with the prince?"

Seeing Aunt Xue staring at her hand holding her sleeve, Su Li suddenly realized her gaffe, quickly withdrew her hand, but slowly murmured, "No... I didn't want to find her... Why did I looking for her..."

Aunt Xue remained silent for a long time before she put down the meal in her hand and just said, "The girl seems to be in poor spirits, you might as well eat breakfast first and rest for a while."

Su Li silently watched Aunt Xue leave.

She stared blankly at the delicacies on the table, motionless.

After a long time, she gritted her teeth, opened the door and walked out of the hall.

After walking a few steps, he saw Murong Yan holding a woman's wrist, standing face to face in the courtyard.

She hastily stopped her pace, hid behind the pillar of the palace, and took a closer look—it was Xiao Ziyan, the side concubine of Prince Xiang's mansion.

Tears were streaming down her face, her originally beautiful face became very pale, and even her lips seemed to have lost their color, like a crumbling epiphyllum.

"Your Highness, what do I need to do before you say something that pleases me?"

Her voice was so mournful that Su Li felt that even she was moved.

She really loves Murong Yan, but maybe she doesn't know that the person she loves is actually a woman worthy of the name. . .In the end, she was nothing more than a poor woman blinded by falsehoods.

Murong Yan stood still at first, then lowered her head silently, she slowly closed her eyes, clenched her fists, as if she had exhausted all her strength, "I have a hard heart, I can't turn it around."

There was a 'thump' in Su Li's heart, and she couldn't tell what it was like for a while, but she obviously didn't expect Murongyan to say such heartless words.

Xiao Ziyan stared at Murongyan for a long time, then she suddenly laughed sadly, her whole face looked as sad as a dark night, it was unbearable.

Suddenly, she turned her extremely resentful eyes to her hiding place, Su Li was shocked and couldn't help taking a step back.

This sound made Murong Yan turn her head around, and when she saw herself in a panic, she stood motionless in place, staring deeply at herself.

"Is it because of her?" Xiao Ziyan's voice was so soft that it seemed that it would disappear at any moment.

"No, it has nothing to do with her." Murongyan shook her head, her face looked a little painful and sad, and her voice was trembling, "Zi Yan, I can be Ying'er's father, I can give you prosperity for a lifetime, I can promise You will live in peace and happiness...but I may not be able to give you anything else you want in this life."

"Since you can be Ying'er's father, why don't you want to be my husband?" Xiao Ziyan wept weakly and asked sadly and unwillingly.

Murong Yan glanced at Su Li who was not far away, her face showed shame, her voice was tinged with deep forbearance and guilt, "You won't understand...I really can't...I can't. . . ”

She would not understand that she could not be anyone's husband.

Suddenly, Xiao Ziyan twitched all over her body. She clutched her chest and shook it a few times. After a while, her body softened and she fell forward.

Murong Yan hurriedly caught Xiao Ziyan, and growled in grief, "Ziyan? Ziyan?!"

Su Li was stunned, staring blankly at Murongyan, picked up Xiao Ziyan and hurried away.

She didn't even look at herself again. . .

The wind blew the crimson skirt, bringing a burst of inexplicable sadness to the bottom of her heart. Su Li stood there for a long time, but walked back to the dormitory alone in a daze.But as soon as she walked into the hall, she stopped again, because she suddenly found that a small amount of water had fallen in front of her toes, smeared on the cold floor tiles, and turned into wet traces. . .That was actually my own tears!

But she suddenly didn't understand why she shed this tear?

She blankly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, stared at the wetness on her fingertips, and murmured, "What's wrong with me?"

It hasn't been many days since I remembered the identity of the princess, but I have forgotten when it started, love and hatred, family, country and world, have gradually become a faint shadow in my heart. . .

Su Li's face alternated between hot and cold, and her heart seemed to be dripping with blood.

Living here for a long time, I never thought that I would become so absurd and depraved, and even started to become the kind of hopeful and bitter woman that can be found everywhere in Yan Kingdom's harem because of a woman.

No, I must leave!You can go anywhere, but you must leave here!Leave that person alone!

Su Li clenched her lower lip, her chest hurt like a heavy stone, if her father and brother knew about it, she would not be able to rest in peace if she had turned into such a miserable state.

It was night, the moon was dim, Su Li was still lying on the bed absent-mindedly, staring blankly at the top of the bed.

The room was silent and there was no sound.

What method should I use this time to escape safely?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of 'Gazhi' pushing the door slightly, as if a figure slowly walked in.

Su Li immediately held her breath, and looked quietly through the bed curtain, she was vaguely dressed in white, and slowly approached the bed, but stood still.

It's that Murong Yan.

Su Li's heart began to thump wildly, feeling uneasy, she didn't understand what she would do at such a time. . .

For a long time, Murong Yan still stood motionless by the bed, as if staring at herself through the bed curtain.

Su Li only felt hotter and hotter, couldn't help turning her head inside, and stopped looking at her.

"Aren't you asleep yet?" Murong Yan asked cautiously and softly when she heard the movement.

Su Li bit her lip, but didn't answer, she simply closed her eyes and continued to pretend to be asleep.

After a while, Murong Yan quietly let out a long sigh, then she actually lifted the brocade quilt and lay down with her clothes on.

Su Li suddenly felt the temperature surrounding her, and her whole body froze suddenly. She couldn't bear it anymore, so she turned around quickly, stretched out her arms and pushed hard.

"Don't come near me!"

She didn't want to, but Murong Yan grabbed her hands, her palms were hot, her voice was hoarse and low, "So, you didn't fall asleep..."

Su Li wanted to break free from Murongyan's restraint, but she couldn't move at all, so she twisted her body and cursed bitterly, "You thief, let go!"

"A prostitute?" Murong Yan showed a relaxed smile, she purposely approached Su Li a little more, and said narrowly, "Madam Su has forgotten the real identity of this king, right?"

"Even if you are a woman, don't you still like it... like..." Su Li's cheeks flushed, and it was really hard for her to say what she was going to say later.

"Yes, I like women." Murong Yan stared into Su Li's eyes and said word by word, "But I never said that I like you."

"Then let me go!" Su Li was inexplicably annoyed, trying her best to resist Murongyan.

Murong Yan let out a sigh, and suddenly pulled her into her arms, and said slowly, "Don't move, I'm very tired... Tomorrow I will go hunting with His Majesty in Beijing, let me hug you tonight Well... just hug you..."

After hearing this, Su Li gradually stopped struggling. After a while, she asked in a low voice, "How long are you going?"

"Two or three days." Murong Yan closed her eyes, and slightly loosened the arms that were loosely holding Su Li.

After a long while, Su Li continued to ask, "She...how is she?"

Murong Yan was slightly taken aback, and then realized that Su Li was probably asking Xiao Ziyan, sighed, and said, "It's not a serious problem, the doctor said that he fainted because of too much emotion...so later It’s fine if you can’t see me for a few days and just calm down.”

Su Li stared at Murongyan who had her eyes closed, bit her lips, and finally said, "Can you take me to hunt together?"

"What?" Murong Yan suddenly opened her eyes and vetoed, "No."

"Why not?" Su Li raised his chin and met Murongyan's shallow eyes.

"The hunting ground sword has no eyes, it's too dangerous." Murong Yan said, "Besides, the Holy Majesty also thought you were dead, so how could you show up again."

"You can disguise me as a man." Su Li swept Murongyan up and down with her beautiful eyes, and said with a light smile, "Believe in this, you are the best at it."

"No." Murong Yan frowned slightly, and flatly refused.

"Murongyan, today I see that your side concubine must be resentful towards me." Su Li pinched her palms and said coldly, "If she troubles me after you leave, Do you think I should tell her your real identity?"

"You!" Murong Yan frowned, glaring at Su Li angrily.

"So you should take me with you! If you don't cause trouble to Xiao Qiang, you can't blame me." Su Li stared back at Murongyan without fear.

Finally, Murong Yan finally surrendered helplessly, "Okay... I will dress you up as a kid as you said, but you have to promise me that you will never leave my side."

"Okay, I promise you." Su Li smiled sweetly and agreed in one gulp.

Murong Yan looked at Su Li's bright smile, but she was startled, she was so fascinated by it.

"You... What are you looking at..." Su Li turned her face away, and her body slowly became stiff again under such hot eyes.

"It's okay... go to sleep..." Murong Yan also felt a little embarrassed, so she moved back a little, not daring to get too close to her.

No one spoke between the two, and soon Murong Yan fell asleep.

She began to snore slightly, and she seemed really tired.

Su Li stared at this face that was close at hand, and remained motionless, her breath with a faint pear blossom fragrance still failed to dispel the inexplicable tension in her heart.

Very strange, yet very familiar.

who are you?

Who am I?

Summer seems to be coming soon, and the breeze blows outside the window, which is clear to the ears and brings a slight coolness.

The yarn and weft are dancing, misty and seductive, the eyebrows and eyes in front of her eyes are gradually blurred, and tiredness strikes one after another.

Soon, Su Li also fell into a deep sleep.