Sparrow dream dance

"You see, at least at this moment, we are more like a newly married couple."

Her gentle voice lingered softly in her ears, Murongyan turned her head and followed Leng Lange's gaze to look at the bronze mirror, feeling as if her whole body was frozen in an instant.She stood there in a daze, her thin lips trembling slightly, but she couldn't even utter a single sound.

The two people in the mirror should have been such a perfect couple.

The bright wedding robes should have been worn by the two of them ten years ago.

Only now did she really understand how the word 'should' is so contrived.

Little by little tears filled Murong Yan's shallow eyes, and gradually blurred the flowery beauty in the mirror.

The two hugged each other quietly like this. Although neither of them spoke anymore, it seemed that they had already exhausted thousands of words, and the vicissitudes of life had already been exhausted.

For a moment, the room was full of tranquility, only the heartbeats of the two could be heard, and it was extremely heavy.

Leng Lange silently felt the scorching breath and scorching body temperature coming from Murongyan's body. . .Gradually, she felt that the strength of her hugging herself was getting stronger and stronger, and she could even clearly hear her heart beating like thunder, which was unprecedentedly fast.

And for some reason, she also felt that her body and heart were getting hotter and hotter.

She felt something strange, so she raised her head slightly, facing Murong Yan's bloodshot eyes.

In the next moment, her lips, which were as hot as iron, pressed against her.

Tossing, deep, violent and lingering.The breathing of the two was completely disrupted, and they were entangled in a fiery way.

It wasn't until they were about to suffocate that the two parted from the kiss with extreme reluctance. Leng Lange leaned softly in Murongyan's arms, panting coquettishly and bursting with fragrance.Under the light of the red candle, I saw Leng Lange's face as beautiful as a begonia sleeping in spring, Murongyan suddenly felt hot in his head, picked her up and put her on the bed, and reached out to touch her belt.Staring at Murong Yan's lustful eyes, Leng Lange couldn't help asking tremblingly, "Idiot... What's wrong with us?"

In a trance, Murong Yan was taken aback for a moment, then let out a low growl of 'Damn'.

She let go of Leng Lange abruptly, hurriedly took a few steps back, stretched out her hand and slapped herself three times on the right side of the face quickly, and it was only when her cheeks swelled up that the pain made her completely awake come over.

At this time, Murong Yan realized that there was a clear hot air rising rapidly from the dantian, which instantly made people's blood rush, and they felt like a tide, and suddenly knew that she must have been hit by something wrong.She secretly looked at Leng Lange, who was in disheveled clothes on the bed, and saw that her fragrant shoulders were slightly exposed, her cheeks were burning like fire, her red lips were slightly parted and she was breathing softly, she was so beautiful and alluring.

Murong Yan pinched her palms and forced herself to look away, not daring to look any further.

She looked around, at first she thought that the wine was drugged, but she didn't understand that she hadn't drunk, how could she be tricked?

Until she passed by an inconspicuous corner, there was a glazed smoked furnace beast, and the heavy honey fragrance was permeated all around.She was shocked, and walked quickly, and sure enough, the stronger the fragrance in the air, the more irritable and hot her dantian felt.She hurriedly covered her mouth and nose, kicked the smoker down, and took off her outer robe to cover it tightly.

"I didn't expect... she was so despicable! She would put this... this poison in the incense burner!"

Murong Yan clenched her fists, thinking that she almost made a big mistake just now in the midst of confusion and love, trembling with anger.

"Hmph, who said I was poisoned?"

As soon as Murong Yan finished cursing, she heard the cold voice of the wolf girl Yingying coming from outside the door.

"In this incense burner, I just put a little 'marriage incense'. Only when people who love each other smell this incense can it have an aphrodisiac effect. If it is an ordinary two people, no matter how much they smell, it will not work at all. "Wolf girl Yingying said unhurriedly, "So until now, you still refuse to admit that you two are in love with each other?"

Murong Yan's face was a little stiff, she stood silently for a long time before muttering in pain, "No...you don't understand anything at all..."

Up to now, the word love is really too extravagant dream for her and her.

No matter how real this dream is, it will always be a dream.

She knew in her heart that the more beautiful the dream was, the more regretful it would be when she woke up.

Looking at Murong Yan's tightly clenched fists, Leng Lange finally let out a long sigh in his heart, put on his clothes, walked side by side to her, and said to the closed door, "Senior, please let us go."

There was silence outside the hall for a long time before the voice said slowly, "You don't regret it?"

Leng Lange lowered his head and said calmly, "Senior, you just joked, Lange has no right to regret it."

After a long time, the wolf girl Yingying sighed, "Oh, it seems that I really don't understand you... Forget it, that's all."

After saying these words, the whole palace was suddenly shaken, and then there was no more sound outside the door.

Murong Yan stood motionless, although she knew that the door in front of her could be easily pushed open at this moment, but for some reason, she couldn't move any more.

Leng Lange walked forward quietly, and put her slender hands on the door. She didn't turn her head, but her voice sounded a bit sad, "Murongyan, it's time for you to think about what to do with Yan'er and me. If I continue to live In Zhaolan Palace or Yan'er, he will continue to live in the East Palace, and if things go on like this... there is no way."

With a "squeak", the palace door was pushed open, and the night wind drove in.

Murong Yan raised her hand slightly, she suddenly wanted to grab the top of the bright red dress fluttering in the wind.

But after all, she didn't do that, she just watched that forlorn figure slowly disappear into the night like thick ink.

And when Murong Yan was about to lift her legs to leave, there was a sound of 'touch', and the wardrobe in the hall was pushed open from the inside, and another fiery figure jumped out, crying, "You Don't go!"

Murong Yan took a closer look and couldn't help being shocked, the tearful woman in front of her was Su Wan who was supposed to marry her tonight!

"You... why are you there?"

When Murong Yan thought that she had already heard everything about herself and Leng Lange, her expression changed.

Su Wan didn't answer, but just stared at Murong Yan.

Naturally, she was hidden here by the wolf girl Yingying. After the wolf girl unlocked the magic of the entire palace, the mana on her body was also unlocked.

It was only half a night, but she felt that suddenly, everything was turned upside down.

Seeing that she was silent, Murong Yan whispered, "It seems that you know what you should know and what you shouldn't know."

The color on Su Wan's face darkened again, and she said, "So, what do you want?"

"Now, since you know my true identity, you might as well leave." Murong Yan stared into her eyes and said, "I can send you and your father out of the palace right away, protect you forever, and give you wealth and glory. ..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Su Wan, "No, I'm not going anywhere."

Murong Yan was taken aback, lowered her voice, and said puzzledly, "Why? You should know that I... can't marry you at all."

But Su Wan said stubbornly, "Even if you can't give me anything, I will stay."

"You...why are you doing this?" Murong Yan frowned.

"Don't worry, I won't tell your secret." Su Wan suddenly took a step forward, stretching out her slender hands to smooth Murongyan's frowning.

Murong Yan hurriedly grabbed her wrist, looked at her in disbelief, and suddenly couldn't figure out what was going on in her heart.

Why is this girl acting as if nothing happened after knowing so many things?

"It hurts..." she whispered weakly, tears were about to fall from her eyes again.

Murong Yan let go, and said seriously, "There are too many disputes here, I still hope you can leave the palace quickly."

After speaking, she turned and left.

When Murong Yan walked away, Su Wan's face gradually darkened, and her nails were deeply embedded in her palm.

Her eyes moved to the glasses of wine on the table, and she, who had never drunk before, walked over and poured a glass.She raised her glass, drank it slowly, and finally smiled sadly with tears in her eyes.

Yes, she felt that the last piece of pure land in her heart had been polluted by others.

But, she has made a decision.

From now on, she will not be happy, but she will not allow anyone to be happier than her.

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The cold wind blew past the clothes, making an empty howl, and continued to go away.

Chu Xiati only felt that Yan Country was colder than Mobei, and everywhere was filled with chilling atmosphere and suffocatingly cold air.

What is even more chilling is that amidst the sound of wind and snow all over the sky, there is a soft voice, thin, as if someone is holding his throat and humming:

"Yan returned, stealing the country's jade. Barbarians entered, and the palace was in chaos."

"The demon emperor appears, the gods die, and the war begins again. Who is there?"

Although Chu Xiati is not from Yan country, she also knows the vicious meaning in this ballad.

Every word here is clearly alluding to the person in her heart.

"It's so bloody!" Even Yang Zhong, a teenager, couldn't help cursing, "It's unreasonable, if you let me know who wrote the crooked poem, and dare to insult Master like this, he will never be spared!"

Chu Xiati was also very worried about Murongyan, the long journey all the way also made her slowly recall the days when she and Sister Tong followed her back to Yanjing.

Oh, what a happy time it was.

She couldn't wait to see her, if she hadn't taken care of the injured Yang Zhong, she would have liked to get on the horse and never stop.

Finally, we arrived at Yanjing.

She came back at night, and the city gate was closed.

But she couldn't wait any longer, and she had almost recalled most of her memories now, including her martial arts.

That night, she climbed over the wall and sneaked into the palace.

Two palace ladies came from afar with lanterns, and she hurriedly hid in a dark place.

I only heard one of them say to the other, "Have you heard, Your Majesty is resting in the Imperial Study tonight again."

Another person sighed, "Unexpectedly, Yan'er is just newly married, and that empress will follow in the footsteps of Concubine Xiao."

The man said again, "In my opinion, the only one in His Majesty's heart is the Concubine. Alas, it's a pity for the Crown Prince... No, it's because His Majesty King Qin doesn't like His Majesty..."

The two gradually walked away, and Chu Xiati slowly walked out of the darkness, biting her lower lip tightly. Although she vaguely understood the conversation between the two, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable in her heart. She stomped her feet and walked quickly Run towards the royal study.She thought to herself, if that damn wood really dared to betray her. .She will definitely dig out her heart!

When he was about to reach the imperial study room, Chu Xiati saw a woman in pink holding an emerald basin alone, walking towards this side.

She had no choice but to dodge sideways and hide behind the pillars.Because of the darkness, she couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but she felt familiar.After the woman walked into the imperial study room, she couldn't help but want to rush in on the spot and ask Murong Yan why she was meeting other women at such a late hour.

But she endured it anyway, took a deep breath, and seeing no one was around, she quietly walked over and poked a hole in the paper window.

With just one glance, she saw the person she had been thinking about day and night.

The flickering candlelight dappled the bright yellow dragon robe on Murongyan's body. Her eyes were fixed on the memorial in her hand, her brows were furrowed, but she turned a deaf ear to the woman in pink who was slowly walking towards her.

"Your Majesty, this is the ginseng soup that my concubine personally made for His Majesty in the Imperial Dining Room. Your Majesty has a lot of work to do every day, so it is important to take care of the dragon's body."

Chu Xiati opened her mouth wide, her eyes fixed on the familiar back of the woman in pink.

No, it's not possible. . .

this voice. . .Did I hear wrong?

Seeing that Murong Yan's brows were furrowed even tighter, she raised her eyes lightly, and looked at the woman in pink helplessly, "There are only you and me here now, if you still want to say that, what exactly do you want?"

The woman in pink put the cup of ginseng soup in front of Murong Yan, seemed to smile, and said, "Why is your majesty asking this, the concubine is just here to deliver ginseng soup to your majesty."

Murong Yan sighed for a long time, and said, "Are you taking revenge on me? You are taking revenge for my concealment from you earlier, aren't you?"

"What Your Majesty said, my concubine really doesn't understand a single word." The smile in the pink-clothed woman's voice grew stronger.

Seeing that other people were unhappy, especially the person in front of her, she suddenly felt a little happy.

She thought, since this person is destined not to bring happiness to herself, she can only be unhappy with her.

Then, as long as she is with her all the time, it will make more people unhappy.

Such as Leng Lange, such as Xiao Ziyan, such as the princess of Loulan. . .

Thinking of this, she felt happier again.

That's right, she doesn't need other people's pity at all, and they are the ones who really need to be pityed.

"You really have changed... changed..."

Murong Yan waved her hands weakly, and whispered very softly, "Oh, you go."

"Is Your Majesty going to drive away your concubines so soon?"

Not only did the woman in pink not leave, but she stepped forward and said coquettishly, "Aren't you tired, Your Majesty? Why don't you let my concubine wait on you here..."

"shut up!"

"shut up!"

Two voices sounded almost at the same time, one was suppressed and forbearing, and the other was furious.

Murong Yan looked in front of the palace gate in surprise, stood up immediately, her eyes widened, afraid that she was dreaming.

Chu Xiati's chest rose and fell violently, her eyes were red, and she looked in disbelief at the woman in pink who stood next to Murongyan, whose complexion changed drastically.

"Why... is it you?" Chu Xiati asked in pain, looking at the two of them.

Before Murong Yan could answer, she heard the sweet voice of the woman beside her,

"Sister, long time no see."