Sparrow dream dance

An eagle stands like a sleeper, and a tiger walks like a disease, but this is precisely the way it captures and devours people.

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Murong Lian pulled Murong Yan into the dark, stared straight at her, and said, "Seventh brother, time is running out, if you want to avoid this catastrophe, I'm afraid you have to do something shameless." gone."

Murong Yan was silent for a while, then asked in puzzlement, "How do you say that?"

Murong Lian stared at her, and said sternly, "Seventh brother, it has been rumored that you are greedy for beauty these years. This time I brought a young maid by my side for hunting. No one knows about it. Let her pretend to be raped by you As a captive civilian girl, Seventh Brother might as well put on an absurd show of indulgence as usual for the Emperor to see."

Murong Yan was taken aback, frowned, and pretended not to understand, "Ninth Brother, what are you kidding?"

Murong Lian lowered his voice and said in a deep voice, "Seventh brother, the emperor angered you because of women, but now the only one who can save you is women. Because of the emperor's pride and conceit, he cannot You will be as fussy as a young man who steals incense and jade. You must have understood this point in your heart, otherwise, why have you bothered to get notorious all these years? It’s nothing more than wanting the Pope to treat Seventh Brother lightly. .”

When Murong Yan heard this, she was startled and looked at Murong Lian in disbelief.

She didn't understand that she and this younger brother didn't have the kind of relationship that talked about everything, besides, he was in Yanjing these years, but she was far away in Yongbei, so she did these deceptive tricks. . .How did he know it?

. . . . . .

This night seemed to be very long, when Murong Yan broke into the tent again, Su Li was staring at the face in the bronze mirror in a daze.

When she turned her head, she met her unusually anxious shallow eyes.

Murong Yanji stepped inside, without saying a word, touched the acupuncture points all over Su Li's body, and she immediately collapsed in her arms.

Su Li stared, shame flashed across her face, and her eyes were full of anger and confusion.

What does she want to do? !

Murong Yan didn't explain anything, she hugged her and said to the outside of the tent, "Come in."

Su Li looked towards the door of the tent with difficulty, and saw a very young and handsome boy walking in with a woman in plain clothes with loose long hair. He looked at himself in Murongyan's arms in surprise, and asked, " Seventh brother, this is...?"

Murong Lian looked up and down Su Li who was disguised as a man, and always felt as if he had seen her somewhere.

"Ninth brother, please protect her for me, and don't let others find her."

Murong Yan picked up Su Li who could not speak or move, handed her over to Murong Lian, and solemnly begged, "Just in case... If I really do not escape tonight, I beg you to send her back to Qingping Village in Qingzhou as soon as possible .”

"Brother Seven, what are you talking about between me and my siblings..." Murong Lian's eyes suddenly became moist, and he choked up, "As long as Brother Seven is willing to endure the humiliation for a while, and get through this... you will definitely safe and sound..."

Su Li's head suddenly went blank, and a turbulent wave of doubts swept over his chest.

What's wrong with her?Why did she die?

She raised her eyes, fixedly staring at Murongyan, but she avoided her gaze, turned around, and raised her hand stiffly, "Stop talking, take her away..."

Su Li tried hard to open her lips to question, but she could only let out some broken sobs, and finally watched her unmoving back getting farther and farther away from her.

After Murong Lian took Su Li away, he soon heard the sound of horse boots stamping on the ground from far to near.

Murong Yan turned around, feeling a sharp pain in her heart, she said guiltily to the girl with long hair and shawl, "I'm sorry, I have to wrong you."

The girl shook her head lightly, and said in a very soft voice, "His Highness Ninth has shown kindness to the servant, and since His Highness Jiu wanted it, the servant is willing to help His Royal Highness."

Murongyan was startled, looking into the girl's extremely dim eyes, suddenly saw the figure of another woman from her body.

Deep love will never last, and wisdom will surely hurt. It's just a pity that the sacrifices of these girls are fulfilled by those tricks that obliterate conscience.

The sound of heavy footsteps was getting closer and closer. . .

Murong Yan carried the young girl onto the bed, but was unable to untie her clothes for a long time.

She only felt that her whole body was extremely hot and weak, and that disgusting feeling of powerlessness was rampaging in her chest. She hated to perform such a scene again and again from the bottom of her heart, and hated turning herself into a complete play on the spot.

The plain-clothed girl's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and finally she stretched out her fingers to pick up the belt on her body, and sighed,

"Your Highness, there is no time..."

Soon, a gust of cool wind came into the tent, and the guards who came to arrest Murongyan rushed into King Xiang's tent, they all froze in place, blushing and listening to the muffled sound coming from behind the curtain on the bed. groan/groan.

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The moon was shining brightly, the bonfire was burning, and the dry wood was crackling.

It's already summer, but it seems that everyone's heart is still unspeakably cold, so the fire is still burning in the tent.

But no matter how bright the fire is, there are places that cannot be illuminated, such as the hearts of those who keep secrets.

All the officials in the tent were silent, but they were all secretly looking forward to this good show that only belonged to the royal family.

Many people guessed that His Majesty would take advantage of this hunting opportunity to attack King Xiang, but they didn't know what reason he would use to ask the teacher for his crimes.

It's just that he didn't expect that King Xiang would be so bold that he would hide a commoner's daughter in his tent and force that indecent thing.

Murong Yan knelt in the brightly lit tent, but her eyes were staring blankly at the raging flames in front of her. Beside her was a disheveled and weeping girl in plain clothes. The king came captive halfway, but he had no choice but to commit himself under the pressure of his lust.

Behind the flames, there is the cloudy and cloudy face of his imperial brother, as well as her pair of unspeakable eyes.

Murong Yan didn't know if she would understand that she was not such a licentious person.

But her imperial brother, the ninety-five venerable who is dressed in a black dragon robe and wears a black dragon-patterned forehead protector on his forehead, looks gloomy and cold, and he may have already decided that she is an extremely unbearable villain .

She raised her head, but suddenly she couldn't recognize this unfamiliar and jealous face, and couldn't recognize this resolute face that she had admired so much.

After a few times of ups and downs, she realized that time really passed too fast, so fast that she felt that she was completely unprepared to deal with these unrecognizable changes.

A long time ago, she remembered that she had a brother who was as gentle as a father, and she always liked to follow behind him silently.

——Seventh brother, I will teach you the sword skills of my Murong family from today on.

——Seventh brother, pick up the sword and come to fight.

——Seventh brother, I'm going to fight outside the Great Wall, so don't be lazy. When I come back, I have to try to see if your swordsmanship has improved.

——Seventh brother, remember, fourth brother will always be your back.

. . . . . .

But now——his voice is so cold, so cold that it’s bottomless,

"Murongyan, are you convicted?"

Murong Yan slowly raised her eyes, and met his eyes which were six points of mockery, three points of ridicule, and one point of indescribable pride.

She suddenly realized that although this elder brother who grew up with her, fought the enemy with her back and forth, and was born to death, although she was still standing behind her, he had long since distrusted her in his heart, and even looked down on her at all. . .Now he is holding the sword, but it is not facing the enemy, but against his own back.

At this moment, she could really feel the sharp chill all over her body, and she could really feel the overwhelming contempt and ridicule.

She understood that he wanted to humiliate himself in front of everyone, especially her.

Murong Yan lowered her head in front of the crowd, and slowly lowered her hands from her knees, touching the ground with her palms, leaned over and kowtowed, "I am guilty."

Emperor Yan Jing smiled coldly, glanced at the pale Leng Lange beside him, and asked, "Tell me, what is your crime?"

"I shouldn't indulge in sensuality, lose my morals, and shame the royal family." Murong Yan replied quietly.

"I can't hear you, so speak louder." Emperor Yan Jing said expressionlessly.

Murong Yan was silent for a moment, lowered her head even lower, almost touching the ground, and replied again, "Your servant, you shouldn't indulge your sensuality, lose your morals, and embarrass the royal family."

Leng Lange turned his face away, his hands were tightly clasped together, his knuckles turned white, and there was a faint pain.

Emperor Yan Jing glanced sideways at her, and sneered contemptuously, and the laughter became louder and full of pleasure.

Seeing that King Xiang was in such a mess, all the ministers felt indifferent in their hearts, but due to his status as a prince, no one dared to show it easily.But after seeing the Holy One laughing so heartily, he also laughed out loud one after another.

Not long after, the sound of vilification and laughter filled the entire camp.

Only Prime Minister Leng You didn't smile, but frowned. He vaguely felt that something was wrong.

He thought to himself, although His Majesty wore a forehead protector, it seemed that he was more intoxicated with insulting King Xiang than getting rid of King Xiang.If he really intends to kill him, how can it be so obvious, and how can it be enough to condemn him to death just because of being anxious?On the contrary, this Murong Yan, who was insulted by others, was still able to remain calm. I am afraid that everything is not so simple. . .

Thinking of this, he straightened his robe and stood up, and said loudly, "Your Majesty, I think that the crime of King Xiang is not just about virtue..."

Before the words finished, Leng Lange suddenly stood up, Leng You was taken aback for a moment, a trace of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart, layers of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, he was afraid that she would open his mouth to intercede for Murongyan.

Leng Lange and Leng You looked at each other, and Leng You was so stunned by the determination in her eyes that it was difficult to speak.

"Ge'er, what do you want?"

Emperor Yan Jing stared at Leng Lange closely with his dark eyes, and unconsciously moved his right hand to the sword at his waist. As long as she dared to defend Murong Yan, he would kill the kid himself immediately.

Leng Lange withdrew her gaze, bowed her body, and said to Emperor Yan Jing, "This is a big matter, and I don't want to talk too much, but what King Xiang did is really detrimental to the Tian family's face, which is disappointing. Over the years The purpose of coming to the royal family to hunt is to honor the ability of my big Yan man to defend the country, to cherish the memory of this land where our ancestors have shed blood and sweat, not to let King Xiang hide in the tent and do some spring breeze and apricot rain His Majesty's scandal, so I hope His Majesty will punish you severely."

As soon as these words came out, it was the turn of Emperor Yan Jing and Leng You to be stunned for a moment and fell into silence.

Murong Yan's heart trembled, but she still knelt on the ground without raising her head.

For a long time, Emperor Yan Jing stared into her eyes and asked slowly, "Tell me, how should I be punished?"

"My country has always been strict with the laws of the country. Even if the clan has a crime, it should be the same crime as the common people. Now that King Xiang has committed a serious taboo in the army, he should be severely punished." Leng Lange said calmly, but the golden phoenix crown on his head The slightly trembling Peizhu revealed the unspeakable emotions in her heart.

She didn't really want to punish her, but she was afraid. .She was afraid that if she didn't do this, her father and husband would kill her.

After a long time, Emperor Yan Jing held Singer Leng Lan, helped her up, and said calmly, "So, just do as you said."

As soon as the words finished, two black-armored guards stepped forward, set up Murong Yan on the left and right, and wanted to take her out of the tent for execution.

"No need, go get the court stick, and I will stick it here to blame King Xiang." Emperor Yan Jing raised his hand and said casually.

Leng Lange's eyes trembled, he opened and stopped his lips, and finally said nothing.

Murong Yan kowtowed again, with a respectful voice, "Sir, thank Your Majesty for your kindness, and thank you Empress for your kindness."

After the guards held the court sticks and pushed the dark torture bench inside, one of the guards was holding a lacquer plate to remove the crown and belt for Murong Yan, Murong Yan turned his head to avoid it, and said in a low voice, "This king will do it himself."

While speaking, she raised her hand to remove the golden crown on her head. Her hands froze slightly, but she still reached out to remove the jade belt around her waist. She walked to the torture bench by herself, gave an ugly wry smile to herself, and then bent down.

For a moment, she heard the sound of the stick being struck, Leng Lange gritted her teeth and raised her eyebrows, she couldn't bear to look at it, every time the stick fell, her heart was broken once.

After a long time, a person hurriedly came out from the banquet, knelt down beside Murong Yan, and said anxiously, "Please Your Majesty, please be merciful, this...is there already fifty sticks?"

It was the Eldest Princess Murong Qing who spoke, she was full of worries, looked at all this uneasily, counted silently in her heart, and when she counted to more than fifty, she still didn't hear Murong Yan's words to plead, nor did she hear that Emperor Yan Jing let go of his pardon, she couldn't help but completely In a panic.

Emperor Yan Jing rested his forehead with his hands, he gave Murong Qing a cold look, and then looked sideways at Leng Lange who had kept his eyes closed, and asked lazily, "Empress thinks I'm going to pardon King Xiang now?"

Leng Lange opened his eyes and looked at Murongyan, only to see that Murongyan's originally handsome face had already turned pale and pale, his facial features were twisted together in pain, his lower lip was bitten and bleeding, but he still didn't say a word.

Sensing Leng Lange's gaze, Murongyan didn't raise her head.

She gasped heavily, closed her painful eyes, but couldn't stop roaring in her heart.

Dont look at me!Dont look at me!

I beg you!Don't look at such a pathetic and ridiculous me!

Leng Lange's posture was correct, and she almost gritted her teeth to keep her voice calm.

"His Royal Highness, do you know that you are wrong?"

Tears rushed to her eyes, her words hurt more than those heavy sticks falling on her body, no, they were sad.

Murong Yan clenched her teeth, letting the cold tears mixed with sweat meander down, but she didn't say a word.

"Brother Yan! You should say something!" Murong Qing jumped in front of Murong Yan anxiously, her eyes were red, she stared at Emperor Yan Jing and Leng Lange, and said word by word, "Quickly tell the emperor and empress , you already knew you were wrong!"

Leng Lange's heart shrank in pain, this was the first time Murong Qing called herself 'Empress Empress' instead of 'Sister-in-Law'.

Murongyan struggled to open her bloodshot eyes, staring at Leng Lange without blinking.

She laughed hoarsely twice, pulled the corners of her pale lips weakly, and said a word very softly.

"me.."

But everyone only saw Murong Yan's lips opening and closing, but couldn't understand what she said.

Emperor Yan Jing frowned, sat up straight, and asked, "What did he say?"

"Brother Yan is saying that he knows he was wrong, and begs forgiveness from His Majesty and Empress." Murong Qing's weak shoulders trembled faintly, she raised her head, tears streaming down her face.

Emperor Yan Jing glanced at Leng Lange, who was beside him with tightly pursed lips, and fixed his cold eyes on Murongyan for a long while before waving his hands. The guards stopped the execution after seeing this.

He paused for a moment, then coldly threatened Murong Yan, "Forget it, I'd be ashamed to expect you to do so in the future. Don't let me, your sister-in-law, and the family of all the nobles be disappointed." After finishing speaking, he Then he got up, walked out of the tent with a flick of his sleeves.

All the ministers covered their mouths and noses, could not bear to smell the strong blood in the air, and hurried away with Emperor Yan Jing.

After a long time, Leng Lange also stood up, looked at Murongyan's white robe soaked in red blood with tears in his eyes, finally turned his face away, and walked out of the tent.

"The Queen Mother."

Murong Qing chased her out of the tent, and stopped her behind her.

She stopped, but didn't look back.

"You don't want to know what Brother Yan said just now?"

Leng Lange trembled, but still did not look back.

"What she said was—

What did i do wrong? "