Sparrow dream dance

"I wonder if His Highness is interested in playing chess?"

Murong Yan was silent for a long while, then asked, "Who are you playing with?"

"Those who betray the king's heart."

Murongyan was taken aback, she stared closely at the two black and white chess pieces quietly lying in Duan Wuyou's palm, and was silent for a long time.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew past, making the candles in the tent flickering, flickering and flickering.

Murong Lian stared blankly at the two facing each other in Linyuan, and saw that there was no other color on their faces except for the gloomy solemnity.

He suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression faintly coming from the two of them, it was a sign of the coming rain.

After a long time, I saw Murong Yan's eyebrows move suddenly, and asked, "I heard that Mr. is well-educated and has a great mind, but he is completely ignorant of things that don't like temples, and the Holy One has invited Mr. to serve as an official in the court many times, and Mr. Decline." She paused, stared at Duan Wuyou, and said, "Dare to ask, why does Mr. suddenly want to do something now?"

I saw that Duan Wuyou smiled faintly, and met Murong Yan's shallow eyes, "Because the Holy One is not the wise master that Duan wants to choose."

Murongyan's eyelids twitched, she turned her head and looked at the ninth younger brother beside her, and then turned back to stare at Duan Wuyou, "Then why isn't it the ninth younger brother?"

Murong Lian waved his hands again and again, and said anxiously, "Seventh brother...you know it, I...I'm used to being lazy, I don't care about it and I don't understand those imperial power struggles at all..."

Duan Wuyou stretched out his hand slightly, and lightly pressed the back of Murong Lian's trembling hand. Regardless of Murong Yan's somewhat surprised gaze, he took Murong Lian's words, "His Royal Highness, regardless of His Royal Highness's innate nature, but more importantly, The reason is that his hands have never been stained with blood, and hands that have not been stained with blood are not qualified and capable to compete for that seat." He stared at the fire, as if looking far away through the fire, just as he was far away. Like a long sigh, "If possible, Duan even hopes that his surname is not Murong..."

"Sir you..."

Murong Lian's moved eyes turned hot, he never expected that Duan Wuyou would show his care and worry for him without any scruples in front of Seventh Brother.At that moment, he also grabbed his slender hand with his backhand. He looked at Murong Yan with tears in his eyes, but saw her staring straight at his intertwined hands with Duan Wuyou.

Unexpectedly, there was no contempt and disgust in her eyes as she expected.

It was some kind of unspeakable strange emotion, with a kind of incomprehensible surprise, bewilderment, even. .There seems to be a hint of envy.

However, all the emotions flashed through her amber eyes, so fast that one wondered if they really existed.

Murong Lian took a deep breath, summoned up his courage, and said to Murong Yan's shallow eyes full of complex mist, "Seventh brother... Maybe you find it difficult to accept it, or even despise it, but as you can see, my husband and I. ..it is true."

Murong Yan took a step forward, her voice was difficult, but her eyes were filled with watery clarity, "Needless to say, I understand everything."

Yes, there is probably no one in this world who can understand this kind of unethical feeling better than her.

If she hadn't tried her best to suppress it, she would have almost wanted to tell him that she was the same as him.

She walked forward slowly, picked up a white ball from Duan Wuyou's slightly open palm, stared at him, and said word by word,

"I believe you."

She took another step back, bent down, bowed her head to Duan Wuyou, and said earnestly, "Please light a lamp for me, sir, to help me illuminate this thorny road ahead."

Duan Wuyou's expression changed slightly, he immediately withdrew his palm, straightened his clothes, bowed to the ground towards Murongyan, and said seriously,

"As long as His Highness has the heart, Duan will act like a dog. Duan will not only help His Highness light the way forward, but also help His Highness shovel away the thorns."

Murong Yan hurriedly helped him up, she was aroused by his sincere words with mixed feelings in her chest.

But she paused for a moment, then lowered her head, stared at the white piece in her palm, and smiled sadly as if mocking herself, "But look, sir, I look like a lost dog, like a person who can play chess." ?

Duan Wuyou smiled slightly, but his tone became more relaxed, "Isn't there still me? Your Highness only needs to rest in peace these few days, and leave the rest to you."

Murong Yan was stunned for a moment, then wondered, "What do you want, Mister?"

Duan Wuyou continued to smile meaningfully, "His Royal Highness Xiang, do you know how to play this chess to ensure nothing goes wrong?"

Murong Yan remained silent, feeling confused.

Seeing that Duan Wuyou's originally elegant and gentle face suddenly had a stern look, he was silent for a moment, and then said slowly,

"You only need to cut off the left and right arms of the chess player, so that he has no hands to hold the pieces, and he will naturally win."

Murong Yan's complexion suddenly changed drastically, but she opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything in the end.

Duan Wuyou continued, "Your Highness should know that there were two confidantes in front of the Holy Master, one civil and one military, ranking first among the officials. One is the current empress's father, Prime Minister Leng You, and the other is The Holy Majesty's uncle is also the father of Concubine Shen Guimo, Minister of the Ministry of War Shen Qimo. As long as these two people are not eliminated, the Holy Majesty's country may indeed be solid and hard to shake, but once these two obstacles are gone, you will find that the imperial court is actually invincible. It's just a pile of loose sand."

Murong Lian interjected from the side, "But these two are already extremely powerful ministers, so it may not be easy to get rid of them... What's more, Master Leng is the emperor's wife..." At this point, Murong Lian suddenly realized that Own gaffe, he hastily silenced.

Duan Wuyou looked at Murongyan with her thin lips tightly pressed, and asked word by word for a long time,

"Your Highness, haven't you lost enough?"

Murong Yan clenched her fists, remembering the humiliation and torture she had suffered all this time, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Mister, please enlighten me and tell me what to do?"

"Wait."

"What are you waiting for?" Murong Yan was puzzled for a moment.

"Wait for someone who can't wait to make a move." Duan Wuyou's eyes darkened, and he sighed in a very soft voice, "Oh, it's a pity... Once the chess game really starts..."

"Sir, are you alright?" Murong Lian who was at the side asked him when he saw the strange expression on his face.

"No problem, no problem." Duan Wuyou regained his composure, raised his clear eyes again, and said calmly to Murong Yan, "If His Highness has really made a decision, please quickly return to the tent and lie in bed to recuperate. For a surprise attack, His Highness does not need to take action to capture him, as long as he pretends to be seriously injured."

Murong Yan couldn't understand the deep meaning, just about to open her mouth to ask again.

But Duan Wuyou walked towards the side of the bed, reached out and rolled up the curtain, revealing Su Li lying inside with a complex expression.

I saw Duan Wuyou squinted his eyes like a fox, deliberately pretending to be surprised, and said, "Please forgive me, Your Highness, Duan just remembered that this girl pretending to be a servant is still in the tent, and now she is afraid I have heard a lot of things. Your Highness, how do you think this should be dealt with?"

Murong Yan stared at Duan Wuyou with a dull expression, he clearly did it on purpose!

Letting Su Li know all this is to make himself completely determined and give it a go, isn't it?

Murong Yan walked over without saying a word, picked up Su Li who was stiff and weak, and walked out of the tent.

When she came to the door, she faltered, without turning her head, she said solemnly, "Sir, I will do what you say, but I hope you can promise me one thing."

"Your Highness, please tell me." Duan Wuyou nodded and asked seriously.

"No matter what, don't hurt her life."

Duan Wuyou naturally knew that the 'she' she mentioned was Dayan's queen, he watched Murongyan leave for a long time, just sighed.

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After returning to the tent, Murong Yan relieved Su Li's acupuncture points, but she just stared at her quietly without asking anything.

But Murongyan just relaxed slightly when she felt the pain from her back overwhelming. She raised her eyes and stared at Su Li for a moment, then asked wearily, "Can you bandage?"

Su Li's cheeks flushed inexplicably, but she nodded silently.

When she lightly took off Murong Yan's outer robe, her eyes were red all of a sudden, she saw that the blood stain on her inner garment had turned ocher, it had already condensed with the wound, so she had to take the scissors to cut it open.

She carefully bandaged Murong Yan with medicine, but she never said a word.

Although Murongyan was so exhausted that she was about to lose strength, and her whole body was in pain like burning fire, she still tried her best to turn her head and glanced at Su Li behind her, "I think you are so noisy on weekdays, why don't you talk now?"

After hearing this, Su Li remained silent, but the gesture of applying the medicine became a little more aggravated.

Murong Yan immediately murmured in pain, layers of cold sweat oozed from her forehead, she couldn't help shouting, "You! Are you trying to kill me again?"

"I don't have the time to spare. Anyway, there are many people who want to kill you." Su Li said coldly, "Why should I do it?"

"Hey, I'm hurt, can't you be gentle with me?" Murong Yan said helplessly.

Su Li's drug-applied hand stopped suddenly, and said word by word, "Yes, I was born without understanding tenderness, unlike those women who live in the palace, who have so much tenderness and sweetness that people can forget about it. No."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Murongyan frowned, but she was too tired to argue, she didn't understand why Su Li was sulking for no reason, did she blame herself for pressing her acupuncture points just now?

"Murongyan, it's because I don't understand you."

Su Li stopped the movements of her hands, and said shyly, "I don't understand, I really don't understand at all, what exactly is what you want in your heart? I don't understand what exactly is what you want in your heart? I don't understand what exactly you want? Who? I don’t know who you love? Just like at this moment, I don’t understand why you are in pain, but you still pretend to be okay? Murong Yan, being brave is not brave, it’s just stupid. It's not tenderness, it's just deceit."

Murong Yan sat up slowly, pulled the quilt, looked at Su Li squarely, and said after a long silence, "It's fine to be brave, or to be patient... Do you think I want this? Even if you are a prince, But I'm not a great husband. You see, I'm just an ordinary woman after taking off this bloody robe. I don't have three heads and six arms. Of course it hurts when I'm hit with a stick, but I can't Crying and crying, that's because I don't want to admit that I'm really a weak woman!"

She stared at Su Li, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's definitely not my wish to come to the fields like today. If I could, why wouldn't I want to be born in the mountains, linger in the fragrance of the forest, not care about the troubles of the world, rather not meet the beauty of the city, I only want one person to have a white head, but these may only be expected in the afterlife... Do you know that the gods and Buddhas do not favor me, and the gods have never shown mercy to me. Betrayal, resentment, parting, loss, all kinds of bitter things... Now you ask me, what is it that I want and want?"

Dark clouds surged in Murong Yan's eyes, and although his tone was firm, there was also a hint of sadness, "I just want to live my life and my way from now on, and never be manipulated. For this reason, even if I want to become a traitor or a traitor, It doesn't matter. I've given up too much, and now I just want to live for myself once in my lifetime, that's all."

Su Li stared at her blankly, for some reason, tears welled up in her heart.

It was not until today that she truly realized the difficulties in her heart.

Murong Yan stared at her shining eyes, couldn't help laughing wryly at herself and said, "It's really strange, why should I tell you this..."

She is just an ordinary woman who looks very similar to that person, isn't she, why should I tell her these words that have been hidden in my heart for a long time?

After a long time, Su Li wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, choked up and said, "Turn around, I'll continue to bandage you."

Murong Yan stared at her for a while, then said softly 'thank you'.

Su Li shook her head, then carefully bandaged her wound, and took a clean robe to change for her.

The two never spoke a word again.

Soon, Murong Yan fell into a drowsy sleep.

Su Li leaned down, stretched out her fingers across her pale face, a line of tears slid down the corner of her eyes to her cheeks, only to hear her softly say,

"It would be great if you were not from Yan, or if I was not from the Huns."