Sparrow dream dance

Linglong dice and red beans, miss you and hate you don't know.

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She slept very lightly last night, as if she had a dream in a trance.

She couldn't remember clearly, but she only remembered that it was snowing non-stop in her dream.

It seemed that someone was walking with her in the snow. The weather was very cold and her breath turned into fog. She raised her eyes and saw a pair of hands holding an umbrella in the blur. . .

When I woke up, it was already dawn and it was a sunny day.

The sun was warm, shining in through the water chestnut window panes, shining brightly on the blue bricks of the main hall.

With a smile on her lips, she walked to the bronze mirror and drew her eyebrows carefully.

She draws slowly and attentively, because maybe today is the last time she draws her eyebrows in the palace.

Maid Yao'er stood quietly aside holding a plain white dress.

She didn't say anything, because she knew that once this woman made a decision, there was no room for turning around, even if she didn't want to do it in her heart, she would never turn back.

After finishing dressing, she gently picked up the plum blossom hairpin, stretched out her fingers and stroked the cold body of the hairpin.

Finally, she inserted the hairpin slowly into her hair, raised her eyes to the mirror, stared in a daze, and forgot everything.

Yao'er stared at the soul-stirringly beautiful woman in the mirror, and couldn't help sighing, "Oh, my lady, you are really the same character as this plum blossom, you are so proud and lonely...but you always grew up in this severe cold and wind. , so reluctantly, why bother..."

She smiled lightly, but she was full of emotions in her heart.

Throughout the ages, people always like to refer to women as flowers.Unfortunately, they don't understand that people are not flowers after all. .It doesn't match the flowers either.

It is probably because a person bears a lot of grievances and grievances in his life, how many filthy things he has done, and how many people's hands can really be as clean as flowers?

"Let's go."

After she stretched out her hands to smooth her temples carefully, she stood up and walked slowly.

"Your Majesty... are you really unwilling to tell His Majesty?" Yao'er couldn't help asking with a hint of tears.

Her steps faltered slightly, but she bit her lip and stepped out of the hall resolutely.

There is still a little snow that has not melted on the eaves of the palace, and the snow on the ground has been cleared by the palace people.

At this moment, there were indeed fewer guards in the Beigong Palace, and it looked particularly clean.

She understands that today the emperor is getting married, and the dragon chariot is parading through the streets. He must first go to the roof to thank the sky and accept the worship of civil and military officials.Now people inside and outside the palace walls must be flocking to see the majestic winding red dragon.

So she also had the most legitimate reason to leave Beigong, and even leave the imperial palace - she was going to Lianyun Temple to burn incense and pray for the new empress who got married today.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to escort you there." The two black-armored guards looked at each other, then lowered their heads and said.

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

At the moment of Shenshi, the auspicious time has come, and all the officials congratulated the new emperor and queen in Weiyang Palace.The trumpets sounded repeatedly, and there were endless praises.

Murong Yan stood on a high place, with a smile on her lips, her wind-blown robe, the crimson brocade robe embroidered with dragon patterns was extremely eye-catching under the illumination of thousands of lights, making her even more handsome.

The nobles and officials on both sides lined up on both sides, and the palace people bowed down to salute. The deep and shallow dresses bloomed like flowers on the steps covered with red carpets, which was too beautiful to behold.

The sound of silk and bamboo sounded, and everyone's eyes lit up.

I saw the beautiful Princess Loulan walking gracefully, accompanied by the new queen in a luxurious and gorgeous red phoenix robe.She was wearing a phoenix crown, with hundreds of large and small amber pearls adorning it, like shark tears scattered among her black hair, hanging down in front of her face, faintly covering her intoxicated beauty.

Murongyan reached out and took Chu Xiati's catkin firmly, and led her into the main hall of Weiyang Palace.

When Su Wan saw it, the fireworks in her heart burned even more intensely, and her nails almost touched her skin.

When Murong Yan married her back then, how could it be a ten-thousandth of the grand occasion today?

But soon, a bright and incomprehensible smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

The two stood side by side in the hall, and the officials bowed three times and kowtowed nine times.

After the ceremony, the guard cleared his throat and said in a loud voice, "My Majesty and Empress, please pay respects to heaven and earth!"

Murongyan and Chu Xiati looked at each other and smiled, just about to bow and pay respects when they suddenly heard the very sad sound of the zither coming from outside the hall.

The hall immediately fell silent, Murong's complexion changed, his brows were tightly frowned, and he murmured, "It's her..."

She can naturally hear who made the zither sound.

Because when she first found out that she liked herself, it was because she played this piece.

But she couldn't figure it out, didn't she hide, why did she openly appear today?

Soon, the sound of the zither stopped, and two guards carried the haggard Xiao Ziyan into the hall.

"Mother Concubine!" Murong Ying, the Princess of Changle who was originally sitting at the banquet, yelled and stood up when she saw her.

"Sister Huang, take Ying'er away!" Murong Yan shouted hastily.

Murong Qing hurriedly grabbed Murong Ying, hugged her in her arms and quickly left the table.

Xiao Ziyan was holding the kite, and when he saw Murong Ying, his eyes immediately showed a crystal clear color.

But when she glanced over Murongyan and Chu Xiati, she seemed to have seen the funniest thing in the world, and suddenly began to laugh sadly.

Laughing endlessly, laughing so unspeakably coldly.

Murong Yan pursed her thin lips tightly, staring straight at Xiao Ziyan who was already crying from laughter.

I don't know if it's because I haven't seen her for a long time, but at this time she looks a lot older, and her appearance is no longer as beautiful as before, and she has become eclipsed.

For her, apart from the ruthless years, there are too many unspeakable sufferings that have been tormenting her.

Everyone was silent, not even daring to breathe.

Looking at Concubine Xiao's current appearance, she is clearly insane. . .

"Take her back to Chonghua Palace first, and wait for her to be released."

Murongyan suppressed her anger, looked at Xiao Ziyan coldly, and gave orders sternly.

If she hadn't taken Murong Ying and Chu Xiati into consideration, she wouldn't want to cause trouble, otherwise she would be severely punished!

The guards on both sides came up to pull her, but she blocked them one by one by frantically waving the guzheng.

I saw her eyes were red, she stared at Murong Yan and smiled strangely, "Your Majesty, today is your big day, and this concubine wanted to present a zither song to congratulate her, why did you want to drive this concubine away so cruelly?"

"Hmph, I think it's you who are cruel."

Murong Yan said coldly, she really didn't want to mention her assassination last night in front of civil and military officials.

"Take her down quickly!" she shouted again.

The guards had no choice but to step forward again, but when they heard a loud 'bang', they were stunned.

Seeing that Xiao Ziyan threw the guzheng in her hand to pieces, she quickly pulled out the silver hairpin from her hair, put it on the neck, and said hoarsely, "Who dares to touch me?!"

Murongyan was terrified, and hurriedly stretched out her hand, walking towards her, "Xiao...Xiao Ziyan, what are you doing?! Put down the hairpin!"

Seeing Murongyan's shocked look, her icy face finally softened again, did she stare at her intently, and asked, "Murongyan, look, you are also worried about me, aren't you? "

Murong Yan gritted her teeth and slowly approached her.

"Answer me!" The hairpin in Xiao Ziyan's hand squeezed hard, and the dripping blood slowly flowed down the silver hairpin.

"Yes, I've been worrying about you and Ying'er all along." Murong Yan felt her scalp go numb, so she could only sigh and say it out.

She originally wanted to take good care of their wives, except that she couldn't really be her husband, she was willing to protect them forever.

However, who knew that it was because of this 'original' that the absurdity at this moment was created?

Xiao Ziyan stared at her, silent for a long time, and then slowly said, "Murongyan, if I ask you, you must tell me the truth.Over the years, even if only for a moment, have you ever liked me? "

What she asked was liking, not love.

Because liking is different from loving.

Like can be a momentary favor, but love is a lifetime like.

But she spent her whole life begging for this person's temporary love.

This feeling, from the very beginning, has been too humble.

Murong Yan's whole body was covered with cold sweat, she stared at the hairpin in her hand tightly, thinking in her mind how she would take it away in a while.Hearing the question she asked herself, she pursed her pale lips, looked back at Chu Xiati, and saw that she was also nervously staring at the hairpin in Xiao Ziyan's hand, thinking that she was as afraid as herself that she would lose it life.

Murong Yan immediately turned her head, met Xiao Ziyan's eyes again, and replied in a low voice, "I liked it."

This was the first time she said she liked her. Xiao Ziyan slowly shed tears that Murong Yan had never seen before. She seemed to be laughing, crying, happy, sad, and desperate. It seemed that everything had just begun, and she said word for word, "Murongyan, you are such a big liar."

Murong Yan's whole body became stiff suddenly, a cold chill gnawed all the way up from the soles of her feet.

"So, this is the only way I can get revenge on you."

Xiao Ziyan smiled and wept, and the next moment she used all her strength, the sharp hairpin pierced her throat.

Murong Yan rushed forward, hugged her limp body, and roared, "Why...why did you do this?!"

"I...I curse you... I will be the emperor for a lifetime...Live a long life..." Xiao Ziyan's facial features had been suffocated to the point of distorting, but she still firmly grasped Murongyan's hand, leaving bloodstains, "But you.. will lose everyone.. who loves you.. who you love..."

"By the way... there is another secret... I almost forgot to tell you..." She said more and more quietly.

Murong Yan leaned down and brought her ear to her lips.

Upon hearing this, she immediately trembled all over. She glared at her and asked angrily, "This...you did this too?!"

"is her.."

Xiao Ziyan looked past Murongyan, and stared at Chu Xiati who was dressed up, she smiled happily, "And..."

I saw her lips slowly opened and closed a few times, and the hand that was holding onto Murong Yan gradually loosened, but Murong Yan asked tremblingly, "You...you are lying to me, aren't you?"

But Xiao Ziyan has closed his eyes forever, and can no longer answer her.

After a long time, Murong Yan stood up unsteadily.

She turned around, pointed at Chu Xiati with a pale face, and asked, "Let me ask you... have you ever gone to Leng Lange?"

Chu Xiati stared at her blankly, then subconsciously nodded.

Murong Yan clenched her fists tightly, approached her slowly, lowered her voice, and said with difficulty, "Then did you... Did you let her go and become a monk?"

She stared at her for a moment, wishing she could deny it, but Chu Xiati nodded again.

"Why... did you do this behind my back?" Murong Yan asked in pain with her fists clenched white.

"I...I want to do it for her. She has always devoted herself to the Buddha. If she can really take refuge... wouldn't her wish be fulfilled?"

"Enough!" Murong Yan interrupted angrily, "You don't know anything at all! If it wasn't for you, how could she..."

She opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

Finally, he stomped his feet, turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Murongyan! Where are you going?!" Chu Xiati shouted behind her.

"Internal steward."

"Here." The internal guard scrambled and scrambled towards Murongyan who was full of anger.

She gritted her teeth and ordered, "Bring her back to Fengyi Palace. If there is no order from me, she will never be allowed to take a step!"

"Murongyan! How could you treat me like this because of her! You clearly said that you still love me no matter what I do!" Chu Xiati shouted heartbroken.

"You also promised me that you would never hurt innocent people." Murong Yan turned her head to stare at her with eyes full of disappointment, "But now because of your words, it is very possible that those innocent people lost their lives in vain!"

After finishing speaking, she didn't stay any longer, called someone to fetch the horse and went straight out of the palace.