Sparrow dream dance

"...Your Majesty... Your Majesty's fetus...I'm afraid it's...unable to keep it..."

"... Useless trash... I'm going to kill you!"

"...forgive me...please Your Majesty for mercy...please forgive me..."

Pairs of horrified eyes floated in the air, and the palace ladies carried copper basins one by one back and forth very quickly. . .Some people knelt down and shouted loudly, their frightened lips were constantly opening and closing. . .She could barely see, but couldn't hear their cries.Everyone seemed to be very far away all of a sudden, and all the voices seemed to be separated by a layer of mist. They were clearly close to the ears, but they couldn't be heard clearly.

His body seemed to be hollowed out, and he couldn't even feel the pain. .Gradually, only the dazzling light remained in front of my eyes, a vast expanse of white blur, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

But she still opened her empty and numb eyes, staring at the furious Emperor Yan Jing in front of her without moving.

Murong Xuan was heartbroken to the extreme, and couldn't bear to look at those blood-soaked clothes and silk cloth. . .I couldn't bear to look at the bloody mass in the copper basin.

That is his flesh and blood!

He caught a glimpse of Huo Sheng's lips moving slightly, but didn't hear anything, so he bent down and put his ear close to her lips.

She could only hear her murmuring intermittently, "Imperial concubine... Please... don't hurt the child... Please..."

Murong Xuan's heart suddenly seemed to be stabbed hard by a steel needle, he clenched his fists tightly, his eyes seemed to breathe fire.

He stood up with a livid face, opened his mouth several times, but didn't utter a word.When the people below saw it, they immediately buried their heads lower, only to feel that the fear in their hearts was getting stronger.

After a long time, I heard Emperor Yan Jing ordering in a hoarse voice, "I pass on an order to abolish the concubine Shen's cholera palace, who is rebellious and unruly. I will be severely punished and imprisoned in the cold courtyard. I will never be called again."

If he could, he really wanted to kill her, but unfortunately he couldn't bear it because she was his uncle's daughter after all.

"promise."

The internal attendant was afraid of touching Longyan, so he responded very quickly, and wrote down the imperial edict word by word.

The corners of Huo Sheng's lips slightly curved slightly, but tears flowed down her temples into her hair drop by drop, and she finally slowly closed her extremely heavy eyes.

Now, maybe that person should be satisfied. . .

I don't know how long it took.

extremely quiet.

The entire palace seemed to be dead.

Only at this time can you hear the sound of water dripping in the drain.

Tick, tick.

Bit by bit, it fell very lightly.

She suddenly opened her eyes, struggled to get up from the collapse, barefoot, with loose hair, and walked forward precariously.

The light in the hall was a little dim.

There was a candlestick on the dressing table, and she took it out and held it in her hand. When she raised her eyes, she was facing the old bronze mirror in front of it.In the mirror, I have a sharp and thin chin, a pale complexion, and a pair of eyes embedded in the cheeks that look huge, like two deep black holes. Will-o'-the-wisp.

She stared at her ghostly figure, and suddenly wanted to laugh, but she couldn't make a sound from her throat.

Is everything I have done for that person really worth it?

The palace door was suddenly pushed open, and the dazzling light from outside came in, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to block it.

"Your Majesty, why are you getting up... You mustn't do it... Your voice is still weak, you need to be recuperated..."

There was a loud bang, and the maid trembled in fright, and quickly knelt down, pressing her cheeks on the cold floor tiles.

The candlestick was spinning on the ground, and the flame jumped a few times before turning into wisps of green smoke.

"It's you..."

Huo Sheng stared at the maid named Ah Lu motionlessly, his voice was like the sound of torn wind.

With a sound of '噗', she quickly drew out the dagger used for martial arts practice, moved heavily, and uttered a few words with difficulty through the gap between her teeth.

"Why would you... betray me?"

The maid named Ah Lu didn't say anything, she just kept trembling, letting the grief-stricken Huo Sheng press the cold blade against her skin.

In the next moment, the curtain fluttered and a cool breeze came.

A pair of practiced hands firmly grasped the blade of the sword.Huo Sheng raised his eyes abruptly, and met those shallow amber eyes.

The two looked at each other, but neither of them spoke.

After a long time, Murong Yan lowered her head slightly, and said to Ah Lu who was kneeling on the ground in a low voice, "Back off and guard the door."

"No." Ah Lu nodded respectfully, retreated very quickly, and closed the door tightly.

Soon, the hall returned to extreme silence, as if even the sound of breathing was inaudible.

Huo Sheng suddenly pulled the corners of his lips into a pale smile, and as soon as he let go of his hand, the sword fell down.

Isn't it obvious that she is stupid? How could she be the only eyeliner she arranged to send into the palace from the secret room in Yanshan. . .

She walked back to the bronze mirror step by step, looked at her own shadow in the mirror, and finally cried, "My lord, can't you lie to me?"

Murongyan trembled all over, and walked behind her step by step.

Huo Sheng stared into her eyes from the mirror, smiled sadly and cried, "You know that I will believe everything you say... But why can't you tell me that all this has nothing to do with you... Tell me, no You killed my child... tell me that I am not just a tool to help you fight for power!" Tears rolled down the floor like broken threads, she suddenly looked back at Murongyan, every time she spit out Every word was melted into blood and tears, "But how could you be so cruel to me? You clearly know my heart for you, even if you can remember the slightest bit of affection, at least you shouldn't come in person."

It turned out that the thought about the child was nothing more than a self-deceiving dream.

From the very beginning, she had planned to use this child to get rid of those who were in her way.

And Murong Yan's eyes were red, her heart seemed to have been gouged out by a sharp knife, and her internal organs were all pulled into a ball.But now, what else can she say.

Today's me, even if I say sorry, I am afraid that I have already lost my qualifications and power.

She looked at her weak and trembling shoulders, clenched her fists tightly, forced herself to harden her heart, and said coldly, "Huo Sheng, I'm here to see you go."

"So you came here to take my life." Huo Sheng looked at Murong Yan with tears in his eyes, and sneered in despair, "Yeah, now I'm a broken flower... and I know so many secrets about you, my lord... Everyone in the world calls you 'King Shura', but I never believed it." She paused, her mournful voice drifting in the air, "But until today, I have no choice but to believe it... His Royal Highness, your heart, is it true? Is it made of stone?"

Heh, she won't even let go of the most innocent and unborn child, let alone her own worthless self?

Murong Yan's eyes dimmed, but she didn't refute, she just stood still.

After a long time, she took out a white pill from her sleeve, gritted her teeth and said, "Take this... and you will be free."

Huo Sheng didn't say a word, after being silent like death, she still slowly reached out to pick up the elixir from Murong Yan's hand.

"Murongyan, you saved my life back then, and now I will give it all back to you."

She stared at the man in front of her, knelt down, and said word by word, "I wish His Royal Highness King Xiang ascended to the Great Treasure soon, long live, long live, long live." After finishing speaking, another line of tears could not stop The blood flowed down her cheeks, and when she raised her head, she swallowed the pill along with her own blood and tears.

Soon, she felt her whole body gradually stiff, and her fingers and toes were bone-chillingly cold.

She swayed a few times, then fell backwards uncontrollably, but Murong Yan stepped forward and hugged her body tightly.

Only then did she see clearly the pain hidden in her eyes.

But the strange thing is that although my body can no longer move, my mind is still clear, and I don't feel the torment of expected poisoning and death.

Murong Yan picked up Huo Sheng and put her back on the bed.

She carefully covered her with the quilt, and gently stroked her pale, paper-like cheeks, her eyes flickering with crystal, and her voice was pained, "I'm sorry, A Sheng. Now you can't move or speak, then It's because of taking the fake death pill just now. Because only in this way can I send you out of the palace... I owe you too much in this life, whether it's a favor or a debt, I'm afraid I can only pay it back in the next life. There will be drastic changes in the palace...the last thing I can do for you is this."

I have hurt this woman enough, but the real bloodbath is coming, how can she bear to see her suffer more unwarranted disasters.

Huo Sheng's eyes were startled, he struggled to yell out, and wanted to ask her why she was doing this, but her body became colder and colder, and she couldn't even move a little finger.

Gradually, all the strength was taken away, and the boundless darkness in front of him continued to expand. . .

The last thing engraved on the bottom of the eyes is the pair of eyebrows and eyes that bear the guilt to the extreme.

. . . . . .

In the third year of Shunzhen, Xia.

Zhaoyi Huo, who was favored for a while, died of physical weakness after giving birth, died in the inner palace, and was buried in Maoling.

Emperor Jing was furious, so he bestowed the death of the abandoned concubine Shen.He also issued an edict saying: Shen Qimo, the Minister of the Ministry of War, has no way to teach his daughters. If he commits crimes and harms his descendants, he will be deposed from his post and assigned to Lingnan.If there is no imperial edict, he will never be pardoned.

So far, the power of the Gyeonggi Military Department has been lost, and the imperial court is all eyeing.

When Leng Lange heard the news of Huo Sheng's death, his heart suddenly soured, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

She quietly looked at the seemingly calm surface of Taiye Lake, but who would know what kind of torrent vortex lurks at the bottom of this lake.

She looked up, the sun was shining brightly.

But people's hearts are anxious, and they are finally chaotic.