Sparrow dream dance

When Murong Yan returned to the palace, Duan Wuyou was sitting quietly in the palace waiting for her.

Seeing the solemn look on her face, he frowned secretly, straightened his clothes, and bowed to her very solemnly.

He knew in his heart that since Murong Yan could return safely, half of the chess game was won.

"Sir." Murong Yan stared at Duan Wuyou, her voice was deep and hoarse, "Since you let me leave the silver mask on purpose that night, you have expected this result, right?"

Duan Wuyou moved his eyebrows calmly, and raised his eyes slightly, "Your Highness regretted it?"

Murong Yan lowered her eyes sadly, stared at her pale palm, and asked as if muttering to herself, "How many more people do I have to kill?"

Duan Wuyou sighed, "Oh, Your Highness is kind by nature, but it's a pity that all sentient beings hide their murderous intentions. Now the situation is dangerous, if you don't kill people, people will kill you. I only hope that His Highness can give back to the world after he is honored for ninety-five years." The world is truly peaceful. But before that, the only way to kill people is to make peace."

Murong Yan suddenly began to smile wryly, how could she not understand these high-sounding principles of 'killing to protect oneself'.

Ever since she was a child, she had seen too many such vile dramas in the court of intrigue and deceit, and she always felt hateful.It's just that I didn't expect that I can learn it with ease now.

"Sir, get up." After a long time, Murong Yan stepped forward to help Duan Wuyou, sighed, and said, "The next move of the game depends on the help of Mr., please stay in this palace from now on. stop."

Duan Wuyou immediately responded with a respectful voice, "Thanks to His Highness's great love, I will devote myself to His Highness, and I promise to drive away!"

Murong Yan smiled weakly, thinking of Su Li in her heart, she hurried to Lidian.

He watched Murongyan's leaving back, but a smile of unknown meaning gradually appeared on the corner of his lips.

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When Murong Yan stepped into the pear hall, she saw Su Li laying on the table with her arms under her pillow, her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

Looking at her tired and beautiful sleeping face, Murong Yan's heart suddenly softened, layers of pity and guilt flooded up, she didn't expect that she was really waiting for her here all this time.

She walked over on tiptoe, took off her coat, and was about to bend over to put it on her body, but suddenly found that there were still wet tears on her face.

Murong Yan was taken aback for a moment, then involuntarily stretched out her hand to caress her.

Why is she crying?

But as soon as Murongyan touched her skin, Su Li opened her eyes suddenly. After her eyes blurred for a moment, she gradually saw that the person in front of her was the one who made her feel so confused and restless.

"Liar! I don't want to see you!"

Su Li pushed Murongyan with all her strength, and reprimanded angrily.

Murongyan knew that she had kept her waiting for too long, so she neither dodged nor evaded, and let her vent her emotions, but she remained motionless.

After a long time, she held onto her hand tightly, and said softly, "Forgive me...I didn't mean to make you wait..." She paused, staring at the slightly red palm print on one side of Su Li's cheek, Frowning, he asked, "What happened to your face?"

Su Li stopped her movements, but still gritted her teeth and glared at her angrily. She couldn't help but hate her and said, "Why do you still care about my life? Anyway, once you enter the palace and see the empress, you might lose your temper a long time ago." I'm out of my soul!"

Murong Yan frowned, opened her mouth, but still didn't say anything.

How could she tell her what she did in the palace.

How could she let her know how many sins had been stained on her hands in just one night.

Seeing that Murongyan didn't explain anything, Su Li was about to cry again, she thought of what Duan Wuyou said to herself before.

"From the beginning to the end, she loves the current queen. The reason why she is close to Her Royal Highness is because only the Xiongnu's holy medicine Bingyulu can save the life of the queen who is about to fade away!"

How ridiculous I am. . .Living under the fence of others, I don't know how to treat my family and country, how to quell hatred, and how to fall in love with the enemy. . .And what's even more tragic is that that person may not love himself at all.

Staring at Murongyan who didn't say a word, the hatred poured out continuously, Su Li suddenly broke free from her hand, raised the inkstone on the table, and threw it at her head--

However, she still didn't dodge at all, and survived. There was a muffled sound of 'bang', which made Su Li's heart stop.

Warm blood slowly flowed down Murongyan's forehead, but she still stared at Su Li motionlessly, letting the blood stain half of her cheeks red.

Su Li didn't expect this, and when she saw the blood, she was so frightened that she couldn't move.

"Why...don't you run away?" A moment later, Su Li was crying, trying to cover the blood-oozing wound in a hurry, and hurriedly called for someone outside the hall.

The guards who followed King Xiang back to the palace heard a loud noise outside and rushed in hastily.Seeing that Murongyan's brows were covered with blood, they were all dumbfounded in fright, and didn't know whether they should take down the woman in front of them who hurt the prince.

"I'm fine... I accidentally knocked on the corner of the table myself."

Murongyan shook her head lightly, and grabbed Su Li's blood-stained hand with her backhand. Regardless of the wound on her head, she first wiped off the blood on her hand with the robe on her body.

I don't care anymore, it doesn't matter whether I get hurt or hurt others.

But she can't, her hands must be clean.

Everyone looked around and saw that the prince had no intention of blaming her, so they hurriedly retreated and called the doctor in the mansion to come in to check on her injuries.

Su Li snatched the muslin wound medicine from the doctor's hand, snatched it up and pushed Murong Yan onto the chair, wet the muslin and carefully pasted it on her wound.

She bit her lip tightly, her hand holding the cloth trembling uncontrollably.

Murong Yan stared at Su Li who was full of nervousness without blinking, and waved her hand weakly towards the outside of the hall, and the doctor who was waiting at the side quickly walked away with interest.

"Does it hurt?" Su Li asked worriedly with red eyes.

Murong Yan met her eyes and said softly, "It doesn't hurt at all."

"Lying again!" Su Li had a sore nose, sobbing and spitting, "Why do you always lie to me?"

Murongyan's eyes showed a look of pain that she was trying to bear, and she took the hand that was applying the medicine to herself, and asked in a low voice, "Then...do you still hate me?"

Su Li bit her lower lip, turned her face away with tears in her eyes, and said shyly, "Yes, of course I hate..."

She hated too much.She hated that she was from the country of Yan and the prince of the enemy country; she hated the bloody debt she owed to herself; she hated herself for not having the courage to tell her her true identity; she hated that the person she loved was not herself. . .But how could she ask her these words?

Murong Yan looked at Su Li, blinked her amber eyes, then wrapped her arms around her slender waist, and rolled her into her arms, "Then why are you crying for me again?"

"I didn't!" Su Li anxiously wanted to defend herself, but she saw a tear fall on the back of her hand, which made the back of her hand tremble.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." Murong Yan said in a hoarse voice, gently kissing the teardrops that fell on her cheeks and the trembling eyelashes, deep in her shallow eyes, there was a little deep pity, "It's me Made you suffer."

Su Li looked at her, and she couldn't say any more hurtful words. . .The feeling of weakness was overwhelming, and she finally cried out, "What should I do? What should I do with you?"

She didn't understand that with this person in front of her, she could easily tell her thousands of bad things and find thousands of reasons to leave her, but as long as she treats herself a little better, she will forget all those bad things .

Murong Yan's eyes were also covered with mist, and after a long time, she took her hand and said, "Follow me."

She took her around to the back of the pear hall, there is a side hall, and the outside of the hall is full of orchids.

The walls inside are brilliant, the lamps and candles are not extinguished, and the fragrance of the treasure tripod is lingering, solemn and elegant.Su Li raised her eyes and saw a spiritual tablet enshrined in the front of the hall, and a portrait of a woman hung above the tablet.

Taking a closer look, it was a magnificent lady, who had a pair of shallow amber eyes when she looked carefully.

"This is my mother and concubine." Murongyan looked calm, burned incense and lit candles, wiped the spirit tablet, and then looked back at Su Li.

"Kneel down." Murong Yan said solemnly.

Su Li was taken aback for a moment, a little puzzled by Murongyan's behavior, but under her burning and persistent gaze, she still bowed down and knelt down.

Murongyan walked to Su Li's side, knelt side by side with her, and bowed solemnly to Monilan's spiritual tablet.

After praying three times, he raised his head again.She took a deep look at Su Li, the fragrance in the palace filled her clear eyes, and she murmured to the void, "Mother, Yan Er is not filial...but as you can see, now she is kneeling beside Yan Er The girl next to her is the one Yan Er wants to spend her whole life with."

Su Li trembled all over, and turned her eyes to look at her, her eyes were full of shock.

She stared blankly at Murong Yan's lips, suspecting that she had heard it wrong, "You...what did you say?"

Can I really trust her again?

Murong Yan turned her face away, met Su Li's stunned beautiful eyes, and said seriously, "Today, I made a promise in front of my concubine mother's spirit that I will treat you as my wife. In this life, I will never abandon you forever, and never leave you forever.".

I regard you as my wife.

These four words pierced into the bottom of her heart at once, she had no defense at all, and it was difficult to break free.

Immediately, he lost his mind, lost his footing, and the embankment built in his heart suddenly collapsed. .Heart-piercing pain, no mortal hatred. . .In an instant, everything disappeared. . .

She threw herself into her arms and hugged her back tightly. The figures of the two merged together in the light, and the tears broke down again.

Only this time, it was tears of joy.

In the middle of the night, her snow-white skin melted into the soft bed, and Su Li lay in her arms wearing only a small garment.

Murongyan twirled Su Li's smooth arm thoughtfully, and there was a flickering light in her shallow eyes.

Along the arm, she slowly slid towards her trembling back exposed to the air, but felt her trembling obviously.

She turned Su Li over and looked at the scattered whip marks on her back with distress, which were left by the whipping marks ordered by Emperor Yan Jing on the day she entered the palace for a medical examination.She bent down on her back and kissed the scars very lightly with her lips.

Su Li's face was full of crimson, and she struggled slightly, "Don't, don't kiss here..."

"After entering the palace, you have suffered a lot." With mist in her eyes, mixed with a slight sigh, she said in a low hoarse voice, "I won't let anyone hurt you again."

Su Li didn't speak, but just buried her cheeks in the pillow, letting the silk cloth slowly absorb the tears seeping from the corners of her eyes.

I only hope that what she said is true, and I only hope that the pain I have endured is worth it.

Murong Yan turned the silent Su Li to herself, staring at her reddish left cheek, "You haven't said anything yet, what's wrong with your face?"

Su Li was silent for a while, then said softly, "I fell it myself."

Even if she can't return to being the pride of the prairie, she still has the pride of Princess Mobei in her heart, and she doesn't want to become the kind of girl who only knows how to play tricks.

Murong Yan stretched out her finger and gently touched her cheek, just sighed.

After a long time, her eyes darkened, and she suddenly called out, "Xiao... Xiaoli."

"En?" Su Li closed her eyes and murmured incoherently.

Murong Yan's eyes hesitated, but she still said softly, "After all, she is Ying'er's mother... I can't punish her too much."

"I understand." Su Li slowly opened her eyes, and said word by word with some sourness, "Is she your only daughter?"

After finishing speaking, she turned sideways with her back to Murong Yan, for some reason she suddenly felt more stagnant and sad.

She wasn't sad because she couldn't have a child, she was sad because she couldn't have a child with her.

"Little glass...Little glass..."

Murong Yan called out a few more times, but Su Li closed her eyes and remained motionless.

She had no choice but to sigh, pulled the quilt to cover her bare/exposed shoulders, hugged her gently, and leaned into her ear and said,

"As long as you're here, it's fine."

Not long after, Murongyan closed her tired eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until the soft snoring gradually sounded behind her that Su Li slowly opened her eyes.

I don't know why, but my cheeks are full of tears.