Sparrow dream dance

Royal study.

She was dressed in a black robe with golden dragons embroidered on the bottom, and she sat motionless behind the long desk.

She stared at the three words written on the plain white plain, and there seemed to be countless chaotic voices ringing in her ears.

It turned out that this was his real identity.

That's why he tried his best to play such a big game of chess.

his ultimate purpose. .Could it be. .

She didn't dare to think deeply, the chaotic pain became clearer and sharper.The hand holding the chair ring was almost convulsed because of the tight grip, and cold sweat seeped out of the whole body.

Xue Yi, Yang Dayou and others looked at each other underneath, just sighed.

After a long time, Murong Yan stood up, stretched out her hand and turned Na Suxuan into the cauldron beside her.The fire light was reflected in her painful and unspeakable eyes, and she could only hear her word for word,

"Look, dig three feet into the ground, and find him too."

She already understood that only by finding him can she be found.

"promise.."

Although everyone responded in a low voice, they knew in their hearts that it had been so long, and it might not be so easy to find the trace of that person again.

She stood in front of the cauldron for a long time, clenched her fists tighter and tighter, and finally turned around and walked out of the hall, saying anxiously,

"No, I can't wait any longer, I have to find it myself!"

The oldest Xue Yi hurriedly stepped forward to block Murong Yan's way, met her burning red eyes, and bowed respectfully,

"Your Majesty, you are now the king of a country. A country cannot live without a king."

Murong Yan was stunned for a moment, the expression on her face changed several times.

After being stunned for a long time, she shook her head very slowly, her brows were full of desolation, "Don't...don't call me that sinful name..."

Every time she hears others call her 'Your Majesty', she will think of how her fourth brother died with regret.

He stared at his eyes, as if laughing at himself: How long can you sit in that seat alone?

Xue Yichang sighed, knelt down on one knee, and said in a deep voice, "Think twice, Your Majesty. Tomorrow will be your majesty's enthronement ceremony. I implore your majesty to put the country first. We have come to this point. If your majesty leaves Beijing rashly at this time, I'm afraid there will be another murder in this world."

The others also hurriedly knelt down with Xue Yi, and urged in unison, "Your Majesty, please think twice, the community is the most important thing in everything!"

Everyone knows that if they can't sit still at this time, then everyone will really become a traitor!

Murong Yan's expression became even darker, her eyes were dull, but she could no longer take a step forward.

I just feel dry in my mouth and empty in my heart.

She was clearly the most powerful person in the world, yet she felt powerless and weak like never before.

"Besides..." Xue Yi raised his head, looked at Murongyan, and said slowly, "Besides, there is still a very difficult matter right now, which needs to be decided by His Majesty himself."

"What's the matter?" Murong Yan asked wearily.

"Dare to ask how to deal with those stubborn old ministers?"

Murong Yan pursed her thin lips, and the expression on her face gradually became solemn.

She understands that although she is in power now, she is a regicide and self-reliant after all, her foundation is unstable, and among the important officials in the court, there are very few who are sincerely willing to submit to her.

She frowned, pondered for a moment, and replied lightly, "You guys go down first, let me think about it."

She still doesn't want to call herself 'Zhen'.

"promise."

Everyone obeyed and retreated slowly.

Xue Yi walked last, hesitating again and again in his heart, and still asked, "Your Majesty, there are also the late emperor's concubines... how should we deal with it?"

There was an inexplicable sudden pain in her heart, but she didn't say anything else, she just waved her hand dejectedly, signaling them to retreat quickly.

When the palace door was opened, the cold wind rushed in, disturbing her heartbeat.

She understood that he wanted to ask how she planned to deal with Leng Lange.

A thick bitterness welled up in her throat, she clenched her teeth, trying to suppress the surging and hot tears.

When we meet again, she may be her enemy.

In the middle of the night, the ever-burning lamps were kept on, and the mourning in the hall was endless.

In front of the huge and gorgeous coffin, there were a lot of dark concubines and concubines kneeling. They were all weeping and weeping. What's more, they were beating their chests and stamping their feet in full posture.

Only Leng Lange was dressed in plain white, with black hair flowing down her shoulders, tied into the simplest bun with a plain ribbon, kneeling at the head of all the girls.

But she didn't cry, and there didn't even seem to be a hint of sadness on her face.

Why do you have to be hypocritical, she knew in her heart that these people were crying so sadly here not to mourn the king in the coffin, but to keep the new emperor from killing herself.Tears have always been women's most powerful defense and weapon. They try to win the sympathy and softness of the iron-blooded emperor through tears.She watched with cold eyes that everyone was showing their skills, pretending to be in pain, and slowly closed her sour eyes, smiling bitterly in her heart.

Her tears were shed as early as when she met that person.

Suddenly, the crying stagnated for a while, and then the wailing suddenly rang out, and someone even chanted "Your Majesty, Your Majesty" and fainted on the ground while sobbing.

She heard heavy footsteps behind her, but she didn't turn her head, nor opened her eyes.

The entire hall was blindingly white, only Murong Yan was completely black. She walked to the coffin step by step, and walked in front of her.

Seeing everyone lying on the ground in mourning, only she stood upright, wrapped in endless desolation and loneliness in her tenderness, she was obviously full of pain but refused to show half of it.

Murong Yan's heart throbbed with pain, she steadied her mind and said, "Everyone get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty Ron."

All the girls saw that Murong Yan didn't have the slightest intention of blaming them, they were all overjoyed, they stood up one after another, knowing that their lives were saved.

But Leng Lange still knelt on the spot, motionless.

Murong Yan took a step forward, reaching out to pull her up, but she suddenly opened her eyes, her cold voice without any warmth,

"Do not touch me."

Murong Yan's hands froze in mid-air, and her eyes dimmed.After a long time, she withdrew her hand and said hoarsely, "Everyone back down."

This sentence was addressed to people other than Leng Lange.

The girls looked at each other, and many of them gave meaningful glances at the two figures facing each other before thanking them and leaving.

It is said that King Xiang rebelled for the sake of the queen, and now it seems that it is true.

The bones of the first emperor were still cold, but the new emperor could not wait so impatiently.

Soon, only she and her were left in the hall.

extremely quiet.

After an unknown amount of time, it was Murong Yan's hoarse voice that broke the silence, "I know you hate me."

Leng Lange lowered his eyebrows, a slight bitterness appeared on the corner of his lips.

"But I have no choice, he blamed me first."

Murong Yan stared at her and said word by word, "I just came here to tell you that I never wanted to hurt you."

Leng Lange raised her eyes and interrupted, her chest was extremely uncomfortable, and her voice was sad, "But you have been hurt, you put my father in prison, you made Yan'er lose his father, they are my only relatives .Especially Yan'er, he is still so young and doesn't understand anything. You know, when he asked me why I didn't see my father and grandpa this morning, I could only lie to him that they were all out hunting. But he quickly He will grow up, and soon he will find that the person sitting on that dragon chair is not his father, and soon he will find that her mother is a complete liar..."

Murong Yan turned around silently, brushed Murong Xuan's coffin with her hand, and muttered to herself very softly,

"Some things may be the fate of being born in the emperor's family..."

Leng Lange stared at her thin and straight back, quietly said, "Now that things have happened, I only have one wish left, please promise me, let my father go."

After hearing this, Murong Yan remained silent for a long time.

She already knew Leng You's personality very well, even if she wanted to let him go, I'm afraid he would never let her go.

Leng Lange felt sore, bowed to her, and pleaded sadly to her back, "Please."

Murong Yan moved her body, turned around quickly, and pulled her up with both hands, "Get up quickly...I promise you, I will never hurt your father."

The tears in her eyes finally fell down and landed on Murong Yan's hands, but her legs had already knelt down to the point of losing consciousness, and she was unable to support her anymore.

Murong Yan swept around, only to find that the places where the others knelt down had placed soft cushions, but only Leng Lange was kneeling on the hard and icy floor tiles.

"You...how are you stupid?"

With a pain in her heart, she hurriedly hugged her limp body, hurried out of the palace, and said to the palace guards outside,

"Prepare the chariot."

Leng Lange was startled, and said in a panic, "Put me down quickly! This is inappropriate!"

"I don't care about decency. You should understand better than anyone else that I have never relied on decency to get where I am today."

She put her gently on the imperial chariot, and replied lightly.

After returning to the dormitory, Murong Yan hurriedly called the imperial doctor to examine both knees for Leng Lange, and stayed up all night.

On the second day, almost every corner of the palace was well known——

The night before the new emperor ascended the throne, he brought the former emperor's empress into his bedroom to favor him.

When she was changing into the bright yellow dragon robe, when she heard the rumor, she smiled, but there was no ripple in her eyes.

She has heard rumors that are a hundred times more ridiculous than this, but the rumors of others can't hurt her a hair, and the people who can hurt her are the people she cares about.

The more she cares about a person, the more power she gives that person to hurt herself.

Now, there are fewer and fewer people she cares about.

There are fewer and fewer people who can hurt her.

Following the salutation of the chief ceremonial officer, the inner palace door slowly opened.The sky is gorgeously floating, and the clouds are surging.

Amidst the shouts of long live from the civil and military officials, she stepped up to the high stage of offering sacrifices to the sky step by step.Thousands of soldiers lined up like tigers, and the sun fell on these bright and solemn armors, showing a cruelty and majesty that one could not look at.Looking around, the entire Yanjing stretched out in all directions, crawling under his feet.

She stared at it for a while, and at that moment, a mysterious feeling suddenly appeared in her heart.

It's no wonder that everyone wants to honor the Ninth Five-Year Plan. If you don't stand here, how can you perceive the greatness and magnificence of the infinite country under the sky?

She, the seventh son of Emperor Yan Zhao, has had many ups and downs, and her life's fate is so strange and difficult. . .

But from today onwards, she has become the mysterious king who rules this world.

She solemnly took the Chuan Guo Yuxi, but at this moment, there was a burst of wailing from behind.

She looked down the steps, and saw the maid in front of Leng Lange, she saw her mouth was covered with blood, was firmly grasped by the guards, and kept yelling at herself,

"Your Majesty! Please! Please save your mother!"

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The north wind was howling, and it seemed to be snowing outside.

In the bumpy carriage, the windows were closed.She was limp and weak, and her hands and feet were tied with ropes.

A disfigured old woman stood by her side and would not hesitate to bring her back should she try to escape.

At first, she kept swearing, but the old woman opened her mouth to her, and she realized that she had lost half of her tongue and was dumb.

But the instigator who put him under house arrest has been driving the carriage as if nothing had happened, except that sometimes he personally forced her to drink water, and hardly said a word to her.

Later, after walking for several days and nights, the weather became colder every day.

All she knew was that Yanjing was getting farther and farther away.

This night, the flickering light of the fire shone on his pristine face. Holding a long branch in his hand, he stirred the crackling fire thoughtfully.

The dumb woman roasted a hare and handed it to him first, but he smiled lightly and gestured for the old woman to give the food to Chu Xiati.

Chu Xiati turned her face away and said nothing.

The old woman looked back at him, and he signaled her to eat first.

The old woman looked at him, then at Chu Xiati, then silently wrapped the hare meat with leaves and put it aside.

"why?"

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Xiati finally couldn't help staring at Duan Wuyou, who closed her eyes and rested her mind, and asked very softly. Her voice was already hoarse, and it sounded a little crying, which became very strange.

But she really didn't understand why he drugged her, why she was arrested, and why she took her away from Yanjing.

Duan Wuyou slowly opened his cool eyes, and didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time that seemed like the fire was about to burn out, he finally said slowly, "Princess, do you still dream about your deceased father and brother?"

Chu Xiati was startled, and bit her lips tightly.

"Duan often dreamed that when he was young, my grandfather was a grand master of Taoli Tianxia, ​​who held the position of Taixue Taifu. He had assisted the kings of two dynasties and was called to teach the princes and grandchildren. And my father The uncles also hold important positions in the court, and the elder brothers are all the most ambitious men in the whole Dayan. When the Duan family was at its peak, there were 670 members in the family, and it was even comparable to the Nangong who was very prosperous at that time. The aristocratic families are comparable." Duan Wuyou murmured, "Duan is the youngest son of the Duan family, perhaps because of lack of talent, my father sent me to learn art from an expert in Hanshan since I was a child, and that Nian Duan has just passed his haircut, so he has to go down the mountain and return to Beijing..." He paused, staring at Chu Xiati and said, "Does the princess know how long it takes for a person to go from having everything to losing everything?"

He slowly stretched out a finger, and said as if mocking himself, "One night."

"I will never forget that overnight, all men surnamed Duan or related to the Duan family were arrested, tattooed on their faces, tortured and brutally killed. Women..." Speaking of this, he turned his eyes and looked at the old woman who had closed her eyes and was sleeping soundly. A thick mist filled his eyes, "But life is worse than death. They were sent to death row to suffer all kinds of things. They were tortured and humiliated, their faces were disfigured, their ears were deafened, their tongues were cut off, and finally they were thrown into a cesspool to die in pain. Do you know that they didn't spare even the old and young, women and children, my youngest sister I was only nine years old..."

There was a buzzing in Chu Xiati's ear, never thinking that there are things more cruel than war in this world.

Duan Wuyou stood up, and lightly draped the robe on the old woman's shoulders, with a bitter taste in his throat, "You see that she is just a deaf and dumb ugly woman at this time. But during Emperor Lie Wu's reign, But she was once the number one beauty in Yanjing. No one knows how she escaped from birth. They only know that she has been so stimulated that she can't remember anything, and she can't see dead bodies. Once she sees her, she will go crazy for a few days. I don’t eat anything, I just grab my hair and stuff it into my mouth.”

"Princess, do you know what mistake my Duan family made to incur such a crime?"

Chu Xiati met his scorching gaze, his eyes seemed to be burning with fire, and said in a sad voice, "It's because Duan's grandfather saved His Royal Highness King Xiang and the Prime Minister back then!"

The cold wind suddenly became bitter, and the cheeks were sore.

His eyes gradually turned serious, and he said with hatred, "That year, the king of Chu conspired against him, and Dayan brought disaster to Xiao Qiang. If grandpa hadn't come to his rescue, the Murong clan would have died long ago! But who still remembers grandpa's fearless sacrifice? ? Who still remembers the more than 600 innocent people who died unjustly in my Duan family? People only remember the majestic power of the current emperor, the supreme minister of the prime minister, and the unparalleled power of His Royal Highness Xiang Wang!" He paused , with red eyes and sneered, "People in the world don't remember the saviors, but only remember those murderers, what a 'death in prison', what an 'invincible myth'. It was he, Murong, who owed me, and now Duan is He wants to let his Murong family's family fight each other again, with rivers of blood and tears! To comfort the souls of my Duan family!"

Chu Xiati took a breath of cold air, and almost stopped breathing.

She widened her eyes in horror, and tried in vain to convince him, unable to speak, "No, you're crazy... You can't ruin your life because of your own hatred... Besides, it wasn't her fault back then, she respects him now. You are like a teacher, you can't treat her like this..."

"Is Duan really crazy?"

Duan Wuyou stared straight at her pale face, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter was bitter and intense,

"Oh... the princess may have forgotten her father and brother who died because of the Murong family, but Duan will never forget the lives of the six hundred people who were exterminated!

His words were like knives, every single word was stabbed in her heart, leaving her speechless.

Duan Wuyou let out a long sigh, the frenzy in his eyes gradually turned calm, he waved his hand and said,

"It's getting late, and we have to hurry tomorrow morning, princess, please rest as soon as possible."

Chu Xiati opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

Her eyes fell on the old woman who was also frowning tightly in her sleep, stared at him again, and finally asked, "Can you tell me finally, who is she...?"

A crystal light flashed in Duan Wuyou's eyes, which contained infinite bitterness and sadness.

He stretched out his palm tremblingly, gently smoothed the wrinkles between the old woman's brows, and whispered,

"mother."