Sparrow dream dance

There was a hot breath lingering around the neck, Su Li heard her whispering in his ear,

"Let's get out of here together."

She widened her eyes, looking at Murongyan's extremely serious expression in disbelief, "What you said...is it true?"

Can she really ignore everything, hide her name, and take herself away from everything in this world?

Murong Yan met Su Li Qiji's beautiful eyes without blinking, and then sighed, "It's only a day."

A heart suddenly sank, and Su Li's eyes dimmed.

She understood that she didn't want to take herself away, she probably just wanted to leave a thought for herself.

The two changed into ordinary people's clothes, and the melancholy and pressure that had gathered between Murong Yan's brows dissipated with the removal of the royal robe.She tied a white cloak for Su Li, and said softly, "It's going to be autumn, and it will be cold at night."

Afterwards, she took her bloody BMW from the stable, stepped on it, and stretched out her hand to Su Li with a smile, "Come on."

Under the glare of the sun, Su Li raised her head.Suddenly, Murong Yan, who was wearing a white robe in front of her eyes, turned into a young man with a round neck and narrow sleeves. She also straddled the horse and smiled warmly at herself with her palms outstretched, but her face was still somewhat blurred. .

"Xiao Li?" Seeing that Su Li was just staring at her blankly, Murong Yan called out again.

Su Li came back to her senses, blinked her eyes vigorously, and slowly fixed her gaze on Murongyan's clear and handsome face.

She nodded, but still firmly grasped that capable and slender hand, and was brought into her arms the next moment.

"Come on, let's get out of here."

Murong Yan tightly hugged Su Li in her arms, lightly flicked the rein in her hand, and the horse ran out obediently.

This good horse, which travels thousands of miles a day, ran very fast, and soon the two of them left Yanjing.The free land spread out slowly like a picture scroll, and she led her to run wildly, facing the slowly sinking sunset, enjoying the beautiful rivers and mountains of Dayan along the way.

As the horse galloped forward, Murong Yan suddenly felt energetic and immediately felt a lot more open-minded.Embracing Su Li in her arms, she couldn't help thinking, if she could really run all the way to stay away from the cruel battle in the palace, wouldn't it be a matter of great fortune and happiness. . .

It's a pity that I am no longer so naive.

Even if I want to avoid it, I am afraid that others will not let me go easily.

As dusk approached, Murong Yan pointed to a towering mountain, "Look, that's the highest mountain in Yanjing—Qiyun Mountain. When I was young, I used to practice swords on it."

Su Li looked at the unmoving peak, but saw the curling clouds and smoke at the foot of the mountain, so she asked, "Where is that place?"

Murong Yan looked in the direction she pointed, knowing that it must be the most prosperous incense in Lianyun Temple.

Since Murong Xuan proclaimed himself emperor, this Lianyun Temple has become the number one temple in the world surpassing Yanming Temple.Every day, there are an endless stream of good men and women who come to pray for marriage and official career or devote themselves to practicing Buddhism.

In an instant, the lingering smoke touched the part of pain that she did not want to mention in the long time.

The swaying blue lantern, the solemn ancient Buddha, the solemn prayer, the sincere prayer, and her kneeling beside him.

How ridiculously vowed she was at the beginning, but they were all false.

Murong Yan's eyes turned cold, and she just replied flatly, "It's just a ruined temple."

Su Li heard something strange in Murong Yan's words, so she raised her head slightly and looked at her stern side face, "You don't believe in Buddhism?"

She finds it strange that Buddhism has been spread in the Central Plains for thousands of years, so how can there be people in Yan who don't believe in Buddhism.

"Hmph, believing in Buddha is worse than believing in yourself." Murong Yan snorted coldly, her tone full of rebellion.

Su Li just sighed secretly, turned her face away and didn't ask any more questions, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.

She still knew almost nothing about her.

All along, all I knew about her was what I heard from other people.

What kind of person she is, what kind of past she has, and even why she disguised herself as a man, she didn't understand anything.

Night began to fall, and after riding for a while, Murong Yan finally reined in his horse and stopped at the entrance of a village full of people.

She carried Su Li off the horse, led the horse in one hand and her hand in the other, and walked slowly into the village, "I heard that every year at the end of summer, there will be a lantern festival here, which is very fun and interesting. I have lived in a fief for a long time, and I have never had a chance to come and have a look. Let's go shopping together tonight."

In her impression, Su Li had never seen the streets of Yan Country before, and the rich atmosphere of the city here made her feel happy and novel.

The bustling jugglers, the bustling stream of people, and the dazzling array of shops on both sides of the street, she held Murong Yan's hand tightly and squeezed into the crowded crowd together.

There was a young peddler who walked past her with a burden, but didn't forget to look back at her with a blushing face. She also smiled generously at him, but he didn't see the road clearly and fell a big somersault .

Su Li bent her beautiful eyes, and smiled brightly like a flower.

She has not been this happy for a long time.

Murong Yan pretended to have a straight face, "You are so brave, you dare to smile at others in front of your husband."

Su Li stared at her with a smile, then tiptoed slightly, put her lips next to her ear, and exhaled, "Are you jealous?"

Murong Yan raised her eyebrows, stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around her slender waist, pulled her close to her, and raised the corners of her lips, "It looks like I should punish you well."

A silver bell-like laugh flowed from Su Li's delicate cherry lips. She stretched out her fingers and gently stroked Murongyan's cheeks, her eyes showed stubbornness, and she asked intentionally, "Then, how do you want to punish?"

Murong Yan grabbed her hand, stared at her solemnly, and said thoughtfully, "I'll punish you..."

"... I will punish you to accompany me to watch the lantern festival here every year."

Su Li heard a 'thump' in her heart, but broke free from her hand the next moment.

She trotted forward a few steps, then turned around and faced the bewildered Murongyan, and raised a smile that was too bright to understand,

"Okay, as long as you can catch me, I promise you!"

The charming emotions in her beautiful eyes led to a heart-pounding charm, which made Murongyan sway, and when she regained her senses, she had already run far away, so she hurriedly chased after her. . .

Su Li stopped in front of a stall selling all kinds of masks, and there were already many people wearing masks playing with each other, so interesting!

She picked up half a pair of engraved gold masks from the stall, and she couldn't put it down.

She remembered that the first time she saw Murong Yan in Qingzhou, she had a half silver mask on her face, which somewhat matched the mask in her hand.

"This girl, you have a good eye!" The shop owner approached enthusiastically and said, "This mask will bring a relationship to the wearer! It matches your beauty very well, girl!"

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

Su Li turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw Murongyan yelling her name and pushing over from the crowd.

She smiled sweetly, and suddenly felt a hint of teasing in her heart.

She put on that mask, stuck out her tongue at Murong Yan who was running straight over, then turned around and ran away.

"Hey... hey! Girl, you haven't given me the silver taels yet!" The shopkeeper yelled at Su Li's back, and when he saw Murong Yan running over, he grabbed her sleeve tightly, "Hey! You Do you know the girl just now?! She hasn't given it yet..."

Before she finished speaking, Murong Yan vigorously brushed away his hand that was holding onto her robe.

The shopkeeper was pushed heavily to the ground, and before he could cry out the pain, he only heard a bang, and an ingot of gold was spinning in front of his eyes.He picked up the gold tremblingly, and when he raised his head again, the figure of the gold master, Murong Yan, was no longer there.

Murong Yan looked for Su Li's figure everywhere, passing by a slim girl wearing a mask, she couldn't help but stepped forward to take a look.

"Ah... sorry..."

"I'm sorry... I recognized the wrong person!"

"Sorry... I misread..."

Murong Yan sprinted forward angrily, not knowing where Su Li went.

This damn girl. . .When she is caught, she must be punished!

She really felt ridiculous, but there was nothing she could do.

while walking.Under the dim lights not far away, Murong Yan finally saw the familiar silhouette in the crowd wearing a half-embroidered gold mask.

She raised her head and was concentrating on looking at the lanterns that seemed to be full of stars.

The cool night wind was blowing the white cloak on her body, looking at her from here, standing there alone, she was so weak.

Murong Yan's heart softened, and the resentment that was filled just now suddenly disappeared.

She walked forward quickly, quietly walked around behind her, and in the next moment stretched out her arms to hug her tightly, whispering in her ear,

"Finally caught you."

But the delicate body in her arms trembled violently. Murongyan didn't notice any difference, but gently took off the mask on her face, and lovingly pulled her towards him, with love in her amber eyes, "Well done!" , to imitate what mask I wear..."

The sound stopped abruptly, Murong Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and she didn't dare to move at once, and she couldn't move at all.

I don't know whether what I see in front of me is illusion or reality, or false or real.

The surrounding crowd is still surging, and the noise is still constant.

But Murongyan suddenly felt that the wind seemed to have stopped, the people had settled down, and time had begun to turn backwards.

Under the bright moonlight, a long line of memory flows between the two, as if everything has returned to the past.

The moment she saw the beautiful face under the mask, Murongyan completely forgot about Jinxi and Hexi, and suspected that she was in a dream.

I seem to be back with her when I was 15 years old, and she brought her to this town to release krathongs together.

I don't know how many lifetimes have passed, she looked at her deeply, but couldn't say anything.

Because she was afraid that the moment she opened her mouth, the dream would wake up.

No, even in a dream, she would never have imagined that she would see her again under such circumstances.

"Over there...the empress is over there!" Not far away, a maid in private clothes was running from the crowd.

Leng Lange bit her lip, grabbed the mask from Murong Yan's hand, turned and left.

"Ge... Geer..." Almost subconsciously, Murongyan reached out and grabbed her catkin, her eyes full of soreness.

"Young master must have admitted the wrong person, please respect yourself."

Leng Lange didn't look back, but there was a hint of trill in his deserted voice.

The temperature in the palm gradually cooled down, and Murong Yan finally let go of her hand slowly, watching her back going further and further away without blinking.

"Your Majesty...that person is..." Maid Yaoer looked at Murongyan who was not far away in disbelief.

"I'm tired, let's go back to the palace." Leng Lange said expressionlessly, his voice could not be doubted.

"Obey." Yao'er could only lower her head, not daring to ask any more questions, and silently followed behind her.

After walking a few steps, she secretly looked back again, and saw that His Royal Highness King Xiang was still standing there, motionless.

On the speeding carriage, Leng Lange pointed to the gold-carved mask on Po Huan.

After a long time, she finally put the mask on her face slowly again, and in the next moment, cold tears rolled down the mask.

She can't let others find that she is crying, and she can't cry out loud, because she is Dayan's queen.

She has forgotten when it started, and even crying without scruples has become a luxury.

No one would know how heartbroken she was. She said goodbye to her again and again, and made mistakes again and again, but she still couldn't give up her love completely.

Xin Yue Jun Xi Jun doesn't know.

But at this moment, she just hoped that that person would never, never know.

forever. .forever. .