Sparrow dream dance

Yanjing ushered in the first autumn rain last night.

After being washed by the rain, every branch and every leaf in the Forbidden City is gradually stained with a yellow halo, dripping and dripping, showing a bright color.

But at the same time, a corner outside Fengyi Palace was shrouded in a dignified atmosphere.

"Hmph!" With a sound, Prime Minister Leng You clenched his fists angrily, his vicissitudes of eyes were full of anger, "This damned King Xiang, actually dares to have a private meeting with Ge'er and ruin the reputation of my Leng family! If His Majesty finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable! It’s really not enough to appease the anger if you don’t kill him!”

Seeing such an angry Leng You, the maid Yao'er just lowered her head, not daring to make a sound easily.

"Can you see that she has committed a crime of usurping Ge'er?"

Yao'er shook her head lightly, but as if she suddenly thought of something, she suddenly raised her head, but soon lowered her head again.

"What?" Seeing her expression changed, Leng You immediately asked, "Quickly tell me, what else did you see?"

"Slave... I can't believe it. In fact, apart from His Royal Highness, the slave seems to have seen the guilty son who was supposed to be burned to death in Ye Ting—the Su Clan of Qingzhou. I don't know if it was just a moment of slavery. Dazzling." The maid Yao'er replied tremblingly.

Leng You was taken aback for a moment, then a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.

After being silent for a long time, he waved his hand and said, "Go back and keep watching Ge'er closely. This old man needs to know her every move. And what happened last night. Has anyone else become suspicious?"

"Don't worry, my lord. Yesterday, my lady just announced that she would go to Lianyun Temple to offer incense. Unexpectedly, my lady suddenly decided to go to that small town to visit the lantern festival. At the beginning, the maidservant was also puzzled..."

Yao'er replied in a low voice, she didn't know what that Taoyuan town, those lanterns that were as bright as stars, meant to Leng Lange.

Leng You held up his hands, with a cold look in his eyes, he snorted coldly, "Hmph, this old man will never let such scandalous things happen again."

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Outside the window, there are faintly yellowing leaves that pour sunlight into the simple house, making her fair skin a bit transparent, extending along the curve of her neck, swaying graceful shadows.For some reason, Murongyan felt a warm feeling slowly spread in her limbs, like the feeling of melting spring snow.

If possible, she didn't want to lose this warm feeling. . .Never. . .

She stretched out her fingers and slowly stroked her satin-like blue hair, staring at her sweet sleeping face and slightly trembling long eyelashes, her gaze never blinking.

After all this time, she finally truly had her again.

Thinking of the lingering last night, her face was as clear as the first time I saw her.She took her hand and took her back to the vast Mobei grassland again, where the fragrance of her body made her forget all the pain and sorrow in the dizziness and excitement.She only remembered that her skin was like the cleanest snow on the plateau, the warm snow melted the long-suffering ice in her heart bit by bit.Those blooms and heartbeats from the flesh/body instinct completely immersed her in the great beauty, and she just wanted to die on her soft body. . .

May the long dream never wake up again.

She lowered her head, and finally couldn't help but stick her seductive red lips again.

"Hmm..." Chu Xiati murmured in a daze, slowly opened her eyes, and met those amber eyes that were still in love.

Her cheeks suddenly burned, and she wanted to get up from her arms, but found that she didn't even have the strength to move her lower back.

"You... are you sleeping well?" Seeing that she woke up suddenly, Murong Yan quickly let go of her lips and asked embarrassingly.

Chu Xiati stretched out her hand and lightly patted her shoulder, and said coquettishly, "What's wrong, it's all your fault... It made her whole body sore..."

"Yes.. I'm sorry..." Murongyan's cheeks flushed, Chu Xiati's bold and unscrupulous words always made her mind go blank.

"Haha, what a stupid piece of wood."

Looking at Murong Yan's dull and dazed appearance, Chu Xiati even smiled and curved her beautiful eyes, and couldn't help giggling.

Her smile is as beautiful as peaches and plums.When the thin-skinned Murong Yan saw her, there was nowhere to put her flushed handsome face, and she secretly scolded why her tongue was so useless, and she admitted it as soon as she was in front of her. . .

Feeling ashamed and ashamed, she randomly picked up the scattered clothes, "It's getting late...we have to go back."

Murongyan dressed Chu Xiati carefully, from the apron to the shoes and socks, but she did not dare to meet Chu Xiati's shining eyes during the whole process, and felt her palms getting hotter and hotter.

Chu Xiati quietly stared at Murongyan who squatted down to put on shoes for herself. Her fingertips brushed the skin all over her body vaguely, from her chest, slender waist to the center of her legs. The movements are so intimate and gentle.

"wood."

She called her softly, but she didn't remember all of being with her, but she only remembered that she liked to call her 'wood, wood' over and over again.

"kindness?"

She raised her head, and the next moment Chu Xiati lowered her head deeply, and a sweet kiss gently pecked her lips.

Light as a fright, thin as a butterfly's wings.

I don't know how long it took before her lips left slowly, the soft warmth still remained on Murong Yan's lips, even parting seemed extremely attached.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and they couldn't bear to break the silence of the time. They only hoped that the time at this moment could be longer, longer.

On the way back to Yanjing, Chu Xiati lay lazily in her arms with her eyes closed.

When approaching the palace, she finally opened her eyes, turned her head to look at Murongyan's side face, "Wu Mu, do you really want to go back?"

For some reason, she had a strong premonition that if she went back. . .Maybe they really can't go back.

Murong Yan squeezed the rein in her hand, but did not make a sound.

Seeing her silent, Chu Xiati panicked for no reason, "You don't know how to be emperor, do you really want to be emperor?"

Murong Yan didn't nod or shake her head, she just said slowly, "If you leave rashly now, many people will be harmed."

She knew very well that if she and she left, what would happen to Sister Tong, who was already on the road to marriage?What should Ying'er Ziyan and dozens of people in the palace do if they were killed?What about the cronies who follow him through life and death to make suggestions?

Chu Xiati opened her mouth, but finally didn't say any more, she just lowered her head in frustration.

Murong Yan saw it, hugged her even tighter, and said softly, "An Xin, give me a little more time, okay?"

Chu Xiati held back the bitterness in her heart, and nodded slightly.

After returning to the palace, Murongyan sent Chu Xiati to the door of the bedroom and went to discuss matters with Yang Dayou and others.

"What?! Your Highness... are you crazy?!" The iron fan in Yang Dayou's hand fell to the ground, and he looked at Murongyan in disbelief, "Then what are the sufferings His Highness has suffered all these years?"

"Your Highness is confused!" Zhu Yuanshan slapped the table and said with a red neck, "Brothers have followed His Highness for so many years, if His Highness doesn't want to be emperor, then what's the point of everything we do?"

She didn't even have the heart to call herself emperor!

Neither of them expected that Murongyan would give up the throne in the end, and only wanted to fly away with Chu Xiati.

She has obviously been preparing for many years just to seize the palace this time, but in the end, she actually wants to give up the most precious spoils of war!

Murong Yan said in a deep voice, "You two big brothers don't need to talk anymore, I have made up my mind. I promised her long ago that I will take her away. This time, I don't want to break my promise again."

"But...but..."

The two wanted to talk again, but were interrupted by Murong Yan, "Once the matter is completed, I will force Brother Huang to give way to Ninth Brother. Ninth Brother has a pure and kind nature, and he will also promise you glory and wealth."

"Your Highness! Do we look like people who are greedy for wealth?!" Yang Dayou clenched his fists, and his voice was angry, "We are fighting for His Highness! Others don't understand Your Highness, don't we?! If we didn't Your Highness, how can there be a Dayan like today? But how has His Majesty treated you all these years? That throne should have belonged to Your Highness!"

Murong Yan smiled, and said calmly, "I've found what should belong to me, and the rest is not important anymore." She couldn't tell the two of another reason, she was actually a woman, even if she couldn't find her Chu Xiati, after winning the palace, she cannot succeed to the throne either.

But now, that reason no longer matters.

Be it a man or a woman, she, Murongyan, is destined to leave here.

In a shadow outside the Pear Hall, a gust of cool wind blew, and the blue robe fluttered gently, but his figure remained motionless.

Seeing a gloomy look on his originally elegant face, he squeezed the sunspot in his palm hard, then turned and left quietly.

This game of chess has only just reached the exciting point, and she actually wants to quit?

He secretly sneered.

I'm afraid it's not that easy.

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That night, the moonlight was a little dim.

The two still shared the same bed, but on the huge and gorgeous bed in the dormitory, they no longer had the warmth they had when they were miserable last night.

The dignified look gathered between Murongyan's brows again. In two days, sister Tong will arrive in the capital. Thinking of this cousin who looks very similar to her mother and concubine, she can't help but think of her mother and concubine dying. The last words I uttered while holding my hand tightly,

"When you become the emperor...you can take...all the people who bullied us..."

A wry smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she thought to herself, 15 years ago, she would never have imagined that she would really be forced to this step.

However, she was reluctant to sit in that seat from the bottom of her heart, probably because that seat was stained with too many people's blood.

If I fail, maybe my blood will be stained. If I succeed, I just hope that I will not do any more murders in the future.

Thinking dully, she turned over, only to find that Chu Xiati was not asleep either, and was staring at herself without blinking.

"Why aren't you asleep?" Murong Yan stretched out her finger and gently tapped her smooth forehead.

Chu Xiati reached out and hugged her tightly, leaned her cheek on her shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Mu, I'm a little scared..."

Murong Yan was taken aback for a moment, then put her arms around her shoulders, and asked dotingly, "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that once you enter the Forbidden City, you won't want to come out again."

"No." Murong Yan turned over and pressed her under him, staring at her firmly, and deliberately joked, "Unless I die."

No, Chu Xiati suddenly became quiet, with a look on her face that Murongyan had never seen before.

She panicked and quickly explained, "Don't take it seriously, I was joking..."

For a long time, Chu Xiati stared at her shallow eyes, but smiled sweetly, and she stretched out her hand to hook Murongyan's neck.

Murong Yan was taken aback for a moment, and just felt the warm and delicate fragrance on her lips, and in the next moment, she cried out 'Ouch'.

Seeing that Chu Xiati actually bit her lip, she looked at herself with a half-smile, "If you are really dead, I will marry you right away, and I will put ten green hats on you, and see if I can annoy you." live!"

"You girl!"

Murong Yan really felt both angry and funny, she pressed her hands with one hand, taking all her breath in revenge.

Chu Xiati stretched out her hand to resist, but it was of no avail. Gradually, the cursing on her lips turned into soft and numb moans.The collapsed quilt had already fallen to the ground, and the clothes were also messily scattered on the side. Chu Xiati's crystal clear body was exposed, showing a beautiful and seductive picture.

"Xiao Ti, you are so beautiful!"

Murong Yan stared at Wan Zhongfeng in front of her without blinking, panting heavily.

"Don't.. You bastard.. No way!"

But she was still angry with her, and wanted to push her away, but was pressed even tighter by her.

"Why not?" Murongyan's voice was hoarse with passion and desire, "I really love you."

Chu Xiati was taken aback when she heard this, and suddenly burst into tears for some reason.

When Murong Yan saw her, she immediately got up in a hurry, wiped the tears on her face in a panic, and apologized uncomfortably, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... It was my mistake... If you don't like it, I won't do it again .” The expression on her face suddenly became depressed, and her enthusiasm suddenly turned cold.

"You wood, it's not like this!" Chu Xiati cried and laughed, and beat her shoulder complainingly, "I'm not crying because I don't like it, but because you said to me just now...to me Say..." She paused and asked seriously, "Do you really love me? Do you really only love me?"

Murong Yan looked at her deeply, and just when she was about to speak, she heard a commotion from outside the hall.

"The water is gone! The water is gone!"

Murongyan's eyebrows twitched, she hurriedly turned over and got on the bed, put on her robe in a panic, and said to Chu Xiati, "Put your clothes on quickly, I'll go and see what's going on."

She walked out of the hall quickly, and shouted at Yang Zhong who ran out of the courtyard, "Little Zhong! What's wrong?!"

"Master...Master! It's the Little Princess who's on fire!" Yang Zhong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, left a sentence, and went straight to the inner hall.

Murongyan's pupils shrank, but she was worried that Chu Xiati was alone in the room, and when she caught a glimpse of Duan Wuyou who was looking anxious, she said in a hurry, "Mr. please take care of her for me!"

Duan Wuyou solemnly replied, "Don't worry, Your Highness, Duan will never leave Madam. Your Highness, go and see the Princess!"

Murong Yan nodded, and in the next instant she raised her breath and ran towards the red light soaring into the sky.

The fire was extremely fierce, the guards were struggling to put out the fire, the maids were kneeling outside the hall and crying, Murong Yan grabbed the nearest guard and asked anxiously, "Where is Ying'er?!"

"The princess and empress...are still in the palace." The guard's face was twisted with fear.

"Then hurry up and rescue him!" Murong Yan yelled, being hit by a huge shock.

"Yes, yes, yes... that little loyal lord has rushed in just now..." A guard beside him replied fearfully.

"Little Zhong!" Murong Yan's eyes felt pain, and she snatched the bucket of water from the hand of the guard beside her, raised it over her head and drenched herself completely, before anyone else could react, she rushed into the sea of ​​flames.

There was a heart-piercing shout from behind, "Your Highness! Your Highness!"

There was fire everywhere in the hall, and the thick smoke billowed almost invisible. Murongyan clenched her fists tightly and kept shouting in a hoarse voice, "Ying'er! Ziyan! Xiaozhong!"

The smoke was getting thicker and thicker, and it was almost impossible to breathe. Her eyes were so sour from the smoke that she couldn't stop crying.After shouting a few times, he was choked and coughed violently.Suddenly she tripped, Murong Yan staggered, and when she stood still, she took a closer look and saw a dead person lying on the ground.

But after seeing this, Murong Yan yelled out in grief and indignation, "No! No! No!"

This is the wet nurse who raised her since she was a child——Xue'er.

It was seen that her lower body was firmly pressed down by the fallen beams, it was scorched black, and her face was also smoky, and her facial features could only be barely recognized.Murong Yan refused to believe it, squatted down and searched in a panic, letting the hot sparks burn her hands.

"Father!"

Murong Yan suddenly raised her head, her eyes searched desperately.

"Father!" Another weak cry, Murongyan called out in a daze, "Ying'er!"

In a far corner, behind the jade screen, Murong Yan heard Murong Ying's voice.She quickly ran over, only to see Yang Zhong was leaning against the wall with his hands, and the huge screen just hit his not tall back like this, his face was already red from suffocation, blood was oozing from his lips, and his hair was already burnt. But they still stood motionless and protected the heads of Murong Ying's mother and daughter, for fear that the hot boulder would hit them.

Murong Yan hurriedly rushed over and pushed away the boulder on Yang Zhong's body. Seeing that Xiao Ziyan had fainted to the ground, Murong Ying hugged her body and wept tremblingly.

"Ying'er, don't be afraid." Murongyan clenched her teeth, carried Xiao Ziyan on her back, tied her tightly with her with a belt, and hugged Murong Ying with one hand, "Father, here you are."

She turned to Yang Zhong, who was panting beside her, and said, "Xiao Zhong, can you still go?"

Yang Zhong nodded with difficulty, and struggled to get up from the ground.

The two of them almost exhausted all their strength before rushing out of the bedroom.As soon as he walked outside the hall, he heard a whoosh from behind, and the whole hall collapsed, filled with smoke and dust.

As soon as Murongyan put Xiao Ziyan down, a maid immediately stepped forward to pick her up.

She turned around in extreme pain, watching the merciless tongue of fire slowly burn all of Xue'er's bodies.

"Your Highness..."

Suddenly hearing a weak sound from behind, Murong Yan suddenly turned her head, and saw that Duan Wuyou was covered in blood and crawled over with difficulty.

Murong Yan rushed over, stabilized his body, saw a sword wound on his abdomen, quickly stretched out her fingers to point the acupuncture points around the wound, and said anxiously, "Mr. Duan, what's going on?!"

Duan Wuyou said intermittently, "Your Highness, ma'am... ma'am..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes darkened, and he passed out!

Tiny!

Murong Yan suddenly stood up like five thunderclaps, ignored the burns on her body, stumbled and ran towards her bedroom.

I saw a mess in the dormitory, the ground was stained with red blood, but Yi Ren was nowhere to be seen.

"Xiao Ti... where are you?" Murong Yan's face turned pale, and he murmured, "This is not fun... not fun at all..."

"Your Highness...Your Highness..."

There were people running over one after another from behind, and when she looked back, she felt that those anxious faces suddenly became shadowy, shaking constantly in front of her eyes.

She felt a little top-heavy, her heart collapsed, and she finally fell straight down.

The darkness slowly devoured herself, but there was only one thought in her mind:

What about Tiny? .Where's Tiny?