Sparrow dream dance

In the imperial study room, Emperor Yan Jing was reclining lazily on the dragon chair, and several important court officials sat under the mat.

This morning, Loulan's envoys arrived in Yanjing with a fleet of chariots and horses loaded with rare treasures tributed by King Loulan and a letter of credence written in his own handwriting, requesting that the two countries can permanently bond the Qin and Jin Dynasties.

"Your Majesty, the old man thinks that King Loulan's request for a marriage is a bit strange."

Prime Minister Leng You straightened his body, and said slowly, "Everyone knows that Loulan's monarch is the uncle of His Royal Highness King Xiang, and there is no official concubine in King Xiang's mansion. Marrying King Xiang is more likely to increase their relatives, but they did not do so, which is a bit unreasonable. Thinking that Loulan has annexed many small neighboring countries in recent years, and has gradually risen, I am afraid that it should not be underestimated. I am worried that King Loulan This move is actually plotting against His Majesty and my Dayan, I hope His Majesty can take precautions as soon as possible. In my opinion, this marriage is absolutely forbidden."

Emperor Yan Jing took a sip of his tea calmly, looked at the other ministers, and asked, "What advice do other lovers have on this matter?"

More than half of the people in the banquet were Leng You's henchmen, and they all echoed, talking about Lou Lan's wolfish ambition to covet Dayan in secret, so he had to guard against it.

But Emperor Yan Jing just looked at the crowd without saying a word.

"Heh, it's just a small barbaric place, is it really as alarmist as what Leng Xiang and the elders say?"

There was a faint sneer at the banquet, the person who spoke was Shen Qimo, Minister of the Ministry of War who was in charge of hundreds of thousands of troops and horses in the capital. Wen Chen.

In addition, my daughter has always been under Leng You's daughter, and she often complains to herself, and because of Leng Lange, she is often neglected by His Majesty, so she has always been secretly resentful towards the Leng family, after all, she is the Holy Majesty's blood relative , but why does the Leng family get ahead of him when there is any good thing?

Shen Qimo glanced at Leng You, and with disdain in his tone, he raised his head and said to Emperor Yan Jing, "I thought Loulan was a small country, but I just wanted to offer my daughter to Your Majesty because I was afraid of my Yan army being strong and strong. There is nothing wrong with it. What's more, His Majesty is more than a hundred times more powerful than King Xiang, and it can only be said that King Loulan is not old and dizzy."

As soon as these words came out, several generals laughed loudly, and Emperor Yan Jing, who was sitting in the upper seat, couldn't help but smile on his lips.

It has to be said that Shen Qimo's words were very useful to the conceited emperor.

Leng You's expression froze, he got up and went out to face Emperor Yan Jing, and said, "I think that your majesty must not be careless. I think that King Loulan fought against the late emperor several times back then, and he was able to retreat unscathed. How could he take it easy?" Your generation? This time he pretended to be false and submissive, and he must have malicious intentions..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shen Qimo from the opposite side, "Leng Xiang, have you forgotten that the old Loulan king also dedicated their princess to the first emperor? Dare I ask, what is the Lord Leng doing?" What are you afraid of? Could it be that your lord is afraid that after Princess Loulan marries into the harem, she will take away the favor of the empress?"

Leng You couldn't bear it any longer, his beard trembled in anger, he couldn't help turning his head and scolding Shen Qimo, "You...you are presumptuous!"

Shen Qimo was refuted by Leng You in public, and his face turned livid. He clenched his fists, and just about to explode, he heard Emperor Yan Jing say calmly, "Okay, don't hurt your friendship."

He slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and said to the eunuch who was waiting at the side, "Declaration of my will, King Loulan's marriage proposal, I will approve it. But in addition to the princess of Loulan, the prince of Loulan will also enter Beijing as a hostage at the same time." .”

"Your Majesty!" Leng You hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to persuade again.

"Leng Xiang, don't need to say too much." Emperor Yan Jing stared at Leng You and said without a trace of emotion, "I thought that if Princess Loulan really married King Xiang, then it would be really necessary to guard against. Among them Reason, Ai Qing should understand, right?"

Leng You opened his mouth, but finally bowed his head in silence. Although he understood that Emperor Yan Jing wanted to use this marriage to restrain King Xiang and Lou Lan, he always had a vague feeling that things would not be that simple.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is so wise, no one would dare to shake a tree, beyond one's own strength." Seeing Leng You's dejected look, Shen Qimo couldn't help but a smug smile appeared on his lips.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Seeing that the Holy One had made up his mind, all the ministers followed Shen Qimo to congratulate him respectfully.

Leng You was the only one, with a sad face, and he couldn't stop sighing in his heart.

I hope everything is just my own overthinking, this sudden marriage and His Majesty's close distrust.

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Lidian, Su Li walked in quietly, staring at Murongyan who was sitting behind the long table and writing something intently.

The sunlight seeped in through the window and sprinkled on her slender body, covering her whole body with a brilliant golden light.

Su Li felt her heartbeat suddenly quicken, and for a while, she could only hear the sound of thumping in her chest.

She approached her slowly, and saw that she had written a lot of characters crookedly on the paper, which seemed to be names of people, some were boys' and some were girls'.

In fact, Murong Yan had noticed Su Li a long time ago, but she didn't speak a word. When she approached her, she suddenly raised her eyes, and her eyes collided with hers, so startled that she took a step back unconsciously.

"Why are you so sneaky?" Murong Yan put down the wolf hair in her hand, her eyes flicked back and forth on Su Li.

Su Li lowered her eyelashes, bit her lips, and said, "I...I feel so bored, can't I just walk around?"

Since she didn't respond to the question of "Do you love her" that she asked herself that day, Murong Yan has not slept with her for several days, even if she sometimes meets her in the mansion, she always avoids her .

Her deliberate neglect made Su Li feel extremely uncomfortable, so today she couldn't bear it anymore and found this Lidian.

Murong Yan stared at her silently for a while, then continued to lower her head, picked up the pen, and said calmly, "It's up to you."

She didn't mean to alienate her on purpose, she just didn't know how to face her suddenly.

"You...you..." Su Li was so excited by Murongyan's cold tone that she couldn't even speak clearly.

As for what. .Why is she so petty?

"It's the servant girl's fault. She shouldn't come in at will and disturb His Highness's interest. This will disappear from His Highness' eyes!"

Visible annoyance flashed across Su Li's eyes, she stomped her feet, then turned and left angrily.I didn't want to, but because I walked too hastily, my feet were caught by the skirt, and my body slammed heavily on the hard and cold floor tiles, and I groaned softly.

"Little...Xiao Li!" Murong Yan hurriedly dropped the pen, and rushed to Su Li's side, reaching out her hand to help her up.

Hearing a 'pop', Su Li opened Murong Yan's extended hand, endured the burning pain in her knee, and said coldly, "Don't bother the lord, this servant has hands and feet, so I can stand up by myself."

"Don't make trouble." Murong Yan hurriedly picked her up with all her strength, walked quickly to the long desk, brushed the pen and paper on it to the side, and put her on the desk regardless of her struggle, using the mottled The incoming light turned up her skirt, "Let me see, where did it fall?"

Su Li's cheeks were burning hot, she tried her best to cover her knees with her hands, and said anxiously and annoyed to Murongyan, "You...you are not allowed to look!"

There was a flash of sadness between Murong Yan's brows, but she gritted her teeth, ignored Su Li's resistance, just put her hands together with one hand and held her tightly, and lifted her up with the other hand. The thin skirt, revealing her bare legs, hangs by the edge of the table.

I saw that her knees were red and the skin was scratched.

Murong Yan was slightly relieved when she saw that the injury was only superficial, but she still asked softly with some distress, "Does it hurt? I'll go get some wound medicine and rub it on you."

There was a thump in her heart, inexplicably, Su Li was suddenly reluctant to leave Murong Yan, not even for a short while.She unconsciously stretched out her feet to hook her legs, tightly grabbed her robe with her hands, and said with a sob, "Don't go...don't leave me alone..."

Murong Yan suddenly raised her eyes to meet Su Li's beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but her heart trembled for a while, she asked in a trembling voice, "Before you...were you all trying to refuse or welcome?"

Only then did Su Li come to her senses, and realized that her posture with her was too ambiguous at the moment, and her bare legs were hooked on her body, like the warmest invitation.She hurriedly put it down, lowered her head and dared not move, her heart was beating wildly, and she didn't know what to say.

In the next moment, Murong Yan moved close to the edge of the table, hugging her shoulders tightly, and a hot kiss invaded her.

This time the kiss was so intense that Su Li felt that she was so suffocated that she could hardly breathe, and her whole body seemed to be melting.Murongyan's familiar aura completely swallowed up her weak voice of protest, and a golden halo flowed in her star-like eyes, which made her dazzled, causing her to involuntarily raise her arms around her neck. . .

Listening to the broken and tactful remonstrance that kept flowing from Su Li's lips and teeth, Murongyan only felt that she had fallen into a familiar and psychedelic dream. . .All her rationality had already been burned away by the raging lust and maddening thoughts, so she couldn't help but reached out and slid her hand to the belt around Su Li's waist, and unconsciously began to untie her shirt. . .

The two were close together, and their hearts beat in one place, which was actually in the same rhythm.

Murong Yan obsessively kissed every skin of the beauty under her, her soft lips, her collarbone, and her fragrant shoulders. . .It's been a long, long time since I've had this dizzying feeling.

In the quiet palace, only the sound of the two people's hearts beating in perfect harmony and the tugging of their clothes could be heard.

Just when the two were deeply immersed in the inextricable love, a servant's voice suddenly came from outside the hall and said respectfully,

"My lord, Mr. Wuyou is here."

Murong Yan's shallow eyes tainted with lust suddenly shrank, and she subconsciously let go of her lips.

She was panting heavily, her face was covered with sweat, looking at Su Li, who had blurred eyes and disheveled clothes, she felt a burst of hot face.

"My lord, Mr. Wuyou, please see me." The attendant outside the door did not hear the sound coming from the hall, so he raised his voice again.

"Understood, let him wait for the king in the main hall." Murong Yan calmed down, raised her eyes and stared at the faint figure reflected on the door and said.

"promise."

Su Li's face was so delicate and beautiful at this time, she quickly covered her exposed crystal clear body with her clothes, and turned her blushing cheeks aside unnaturally.

I seemed to be possessed by a demon just now, how could I almost hand over my body to her so easily?

Murong Yan straightened her clothes, stared at her for a while, and finally said solemnly, "Don't run around here, I will come whenever I go, when I come back, I have something to tell you."

Su Li didn't remember whether she nodded or didn't nod, but she only remembered the light kiss she landed on her forehead before leaving, which was imprinted on her hot skin, but it was indescribably ironic.

She sat blankly in the seat she had just made, staring absently at her messy long case, only feeling that her mind was full of thoughts, everything was so unreal.

Unknowingly, they waited till evening, but Murong Yan still didn't come back.

Su Li finally stood up, looked around in a daze, and slowly looked at the Pear Palace.

This is the second time I have come here. The room is as elegant and clean as ever, with shelves full of books and some bows, arrows, knives and guns hanging.The sky was getting dark, Su Li held the candlestick and approached the books that Murong Yan put on the shelf.

She wants to know everything about her, what flowers she likes to smell, what clothes she wears, what ink she uses, and what ancient books she reads. . .She wants to know.

There are hundreds of schools of thought, and military books from all ministries.

Su Li stretched out her slender hand and walked slowly, stretching her fingers across the books she had read one by one. She didn't want to catch a glimpse of "Book of Remonstrance against the Huns" in the innermost corner.

She stared at the book in a daze, speechless for a long time.

After hesitating for a long time, she reached out and took out the book, took a deep breath, and opened it tremblingly.

A slightly yellowed and wrinkled piece of plain paper in the middle swirled in mid-air, fluttered like a butterfly, and landed lightly on the ground.

Su Li squatted down, bent over to pick it up, her whole body was struck by lightning, she couldn't move, she didn't dare to move.

The surrounding was very quiet, Su Li gradually held her breath.

Under the flickering candlelight, the intermittent but familiar words of pain on the plain paper bumped into her eyes, so that the plain paper she picked up seemed to weigh tens of thousands of catties.

The handwriting was soft and weak, and faintly stained with tears, dyeing the ink into flying clouds:

Today, I use this book to break up with the king. In the past, because of love, I shamed the country and shamed the people of Mobei.

In the future, when planning for the country, the family and the country should be the most important.

Zhu Xian is broken, the bright mirror is missing, the sun is shining in the morning, the fragrance is resting, the blue silk is cut, and the parting is hurt.

May you be safe, don't miss your concubine, Jin Shui Tang Tang, and Qing Chang's farewell!

The last line of writing is so exhausted that it cannot be written:

Don't say anything if you are unfeeling, and if you have no reason, why bother to remember the bitterness in your heart.

And there are five words on the corner:

Xia Ti was sweating profusely.

Su Li stared at her real name, unable to move her eyes away for a long time.

She suddenly felt that something in her heart was shattered, as if there was a distant voice speaking in her ear, but it was a little soft and could not be heard clearly.