Sparrow dream dance

The snow covering the branches will slowly melt away, just as everyone knows that after that night, the spring breeze will return and the summer rain will come again.

All sins will eventually be redeemed.

The bright moon is like this, when the loud cry broke the night of Yan Palace, she still pushed the door uncontrollably and entered.

When she saw that exquisite and lovely face, for a moment, she felt that she could finally stop thinking about the bloody past that would flow down her throat and into the bone marrow, making her unable to breathe.

It seems that everything can start all over again.

"Come and name her."

The woman in plain clothes on the bed looked at her with crystal eyes, and said weakly.

She froze for a moment, and met the tearful eyes of the woman's mother-in-law.

After a long time, she finally walked to the woman step by step.

He bent down, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his fingers to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes.

The woman trembled slightly, but the tears flowed harder.

She knew she should have pushed the man away, but maybe it was because she had been vulnerable for so long that she didn't.

Because it has been too long, she has been crying alone, no one wiped her tears for her, no one embraced her.

So even because of this person in front of her, she has lost too much. . .But at this moment, she still couldn't really resent her.

Because she didn't want to lose any more, and this person seemed to be her first and last sustenance.

"Ling."

After a long time, she trembled her lips, but still said the word.

Because she felt that this child was like a teardrop of a woman.

One drop has witnessed countless heartaches and sorrows, but it can wash away all the tears after all.

"From today onwards, she is your and my Ling'er."

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"Girl, you are not an ordinary palace man, why does your mother tell you everything?"

The woman in black was silent for a while, then turned around and said, "Anyway, just don't die."

She thought, at least don't die in front of her. . .

"Girl, I know you have been looking for people all these years."

Looking up at the dark cloud-covered sky, the mad beggar suddenly said,

"I saw a person today, very similar to that person."

The woman in black paused as she left, turned around abruptly, and said hurriedly, "Where is it?"

"Lianyun Temple."

Gu Ze slowly opened his eyes.

In front of her eyes was a curtain embroidered with dragons on a golden background, she moved her hands slightly, and felt that her body was covered with a soft and light brocade mattress.

After a short period of daze, she sat up abruptly, and almost fell off the huge bed.

"Are you awake?" A cold voice sounded.

Gu Ze leaned against the couch with limp hands and feet, and when he heard the sound, he looked up and was stunned.

The mouth of the glazed incense burner beast in one corner exudes a heavy honey fragrance.A slender woman in a smoky apricot-colored thin robe was sitting in front of the Linghua mirror, looking at herself in a state of embarrassment in the mirror.

Gu Ze rubbed his eyes hard, he couldn't see the woman in the mirror clearly, and he didn't know whether what he saw was an illusion or real.

She clearly remembered that she was listening to the story told by Concubine Su in the backyard of Lianyun Temple, but this time the story made her feel extraordinarily heavy, so heavy that she couldn't even bear a single tear.

In the end, she only remembered that the sky had finally turned blue and white, and the endless snow had finally subsided.

When the entire Weiyang Hall is silent inside and outside, you can clearly hear the sound of water droplets in the leak, just like people's hearts are crying.

However, no amount of tears can stop the killing from continuing. . .

Gu Ze watched the bright yellow figure draw out the long sword on his ninth brother, watched her walk in front of those ministers, watched her turn a deaf ear to the howls of those ugly and sad faces, and watched her kill them one by one with her own hands. . .

Looking at all this, Gu Ze felt an overwhelming nausea choked in his throat, and his eyes were blood red.

She tried to run away, but couldn't move.

After that person killed the last minister, he slowly walked towards Duan Wuyou who was still kneeling on the spot.

She held the bleeding sword and did not move for a long time.

"Kill me." Duan Wuyou didn't look up, he stared at Murong Lian's body, and said in a hoarse voice.

The man was silent for a long time, without making a move, but slowly turned his back.

Gu Ze's pupils shrank suddenly, because she saw that she was staring at her for a moment, tears streaming down her numb face.

"No. The way you look now, it looks like..."

The man stared at the void through himself with empty eyes, and said word by word, as if he was muttering to himself,

"Worse than death."

All of a sudden, Gu Ze felt himself tremble suddenly, his body fell backwards uncontrollably, his eyes darkened, and he passed out completely. . .

But at this moment, she couldn't tell whether she was in the dream or outside the story.

She lowered her head and silently stared at her pale palms, suddenly feeling an indescribable fate burning faintly in the palm lines.

It wasn't until a pair of feet as clean as white pigeons appeared in her sight that Gu Ze raised his head subconsciously, and was startled.

Master of these feet. . .She had, seen her.

The day she stepped into Yan Palace for the first time, she met her.

That day, she entered the palace to participate in the final Jinluan palace examination. At that time, besides the current emperor Murong Ju, she was also sitting in the top position——

The younger sister of the former emperor Murong Siyan, and the eldest princess of Dayan, Murong Ling.

I still remember that when she, who was wearing a delicate yellow palace dress, stepped into the Golden Luan Hall with the Holy Majesty, the originally quiet court hall immediately became quieter.

Because everyone held their breath, they only dared to take a sneak peek at the stunning and radiant princess from the corner of their eyes.

Even Gu Ze, who was disguised as a man, lowered his eyes very quickly after seeing her alluring appearance, not daring to take a second look.In fact, on the way she went to Beijing to rush for the exam, she had heard too many rumors about this eldest princess: about the mystery of her life experience that countless people kept secret, but couldn't help but imagine and speculate; about how many times she was blind when she was young In the past year, the mystery of returning to light again; about her mystery about her unparalleled beauty, but she has never married in her thirties. . .

Now, she has become Dayan's most mysterious woman.

Before meeting Murong Ling himself, Gu Ze always thought that his mother was the most beautiful woman in the world.Hearing that the world said that the princess was the real beauty, Gu Ze never believed it in his heart.It wasn't until she saw it with her own eyes, just one glance, that she knew that this statement was true.

She was still very young, she seemed to be her own age, but in her early twenties.

There is always an indescribable emotion in her beautiful eyes.

Let people know at a glance, it is a pair of eyes with stories.

And at this very moment, she was standing right in front of her.

Gu Ze stared at her blankly, for a moment he felt that she resembled Leng Lange when he was young, but after a closer look, he found that her eyebrows and eyes were brighter and more attractive than Leng Lange.

"Have you seen enough?" She finally spoke, but there was no reprimand in her voice, but a hint of playfulness instead.

Gu Ze leaned over as if he had just woken up from a dream, hurriedly pressed his cheeks to the ground, and said in a panic, "Minister... Gu Ze, I pay my respects to Your Royal Highness the Princess..."

Gu Ze's face turned red, she glanced at Murong Ling's fair instep from the corner of her eye, quickly closed her eyes, and stammered, "Dare to ask me...what happened to me...how did it appear...appeared...in this?"

Cold sweat oozes from her back and forehead, she really can't remember how she appeared in the eldest princess' bedroom.

"You raise your head up." Murong Ling said quietly.

Gu Ze raised his head apprehensively, but he still didn't dare to open his eyes.

"Open your eyes."

Gu Ze had no choice but to bite the bullet and meet her eyes.

Murong Ling stared at her carefully, and suddenly reached out to press Gu Ze's hot face.

Gu Ze stood there blankly, not daring to move, letting those cold palms caress his cheeks inch by inch.

After a long time, Murong Ling withdrew her palm, her eyes dimmed slightly, she stared at her and said, "Not quite like that person."

Gu Ze was stunned on the spot, only to hear Murong Ling sigh with some disappointment, "Oh, even if I can fool others, I definitely can't hide it from her."

Gu Ze couldn't help but asked in a low voice with some puzzlement, "Dare to ask the 'her' Her Royal Highness is referring to... Who is it?"

Murong Ling glanced at her, and only said lightly,

"Soon, you'll find out."

After finishing speaking, she pointed to the Linghua mirror and said firmly, "Sit over there."

After Gu Ze sat down, she reached out to loosen her bun.

Gu Ze was startled, quickly pressed her hand, and said in a panic, "Your Highness, this is..."

"Don't move around." Murong Ling narrowed his eyes, "I know everything about you, if you want to survive, you have to listen to me."

Gu Ze froze, so he had no choice but to let go of his hand, allowing her to brush his somewhat messy hair and gently comb it with an old silver comb.

She retie her hair, put a golden crown on her, and disfigure her face a little.

Gu Ze watched his panicky and immature self in the mirror gradually become pale and stern, and also watched Murong Ling's eyes in the mirror gradually become moist and soft, and finally couldn't help asking, "Your Highness... are you okay? "

Murong Ling shook her head lightly, didn't say anything, just walked to the side, took a white robe and handed it to her, "Go and change it."

When Gu Ze came out of the inner hall after changing, he saw Murong Ling sitting blankly in front of the mirror, staring down at the silver comb that he had just combed his hair with.

"His Royal Highness." Gu Ze called softly.

Murong Ling subconsciously put the silver comb in her sleeve, and raised her eyes to look at Gu Ze.

Seeing her standing quietly, with her hands crossed in front of her body, her wide sleeves stretched and drooping, a sudden wind blows through the window, causing her clothes to flutter, enough to snatch away the moonlight.

She stared blankly for a long time before standing up, took out a robe and put it on herself, and said, "Let's go."

At this moment, the morning light had not yet cleared, and Murong Ling's forward footsteps made a slight rustling sound, like the banana rain on the west window ringing in my ears on a long spring night.

She always walks the extremely sideways roads in the palace, and when she meets one or two palace people, they immediately bow their heads and salute when they see her, not daring to say much.

Gu Ze followed behind her, and finally couldn't help asking,

"She...she...my lady, is she okay?"

Yes, no matter how dull she was, she knew who she was going to meet by dressing herself up like this.

After the death of Emperor Ling, Murong Siyan was only 14 years old when he succeeded to the throne.The once gentle and watery woman suddenly seemed to have changed her face, and suddenly became the Queen Mother Leng in charge of the government.The achievements of the first emperor Murong Siyan in the early days of his reign were almost all conspired by the Empress Dowager Leng.

It wasn't until after the first emperor was actually regent that the Empress Dowager Leng faded out of the ruling and opposition parties, and even faded out of the Sixth Palace.From then on, she lived in seclusion, and except for occasional visits to Lianyun Temple to ask for Buddhist teachings, almost no one could see her.

"My mother suffered from a serious illness three years ago, and now she has passed away, and the situation is critical." Murong Ling said in a cold voice, "In the past three years, I have always wanted to help my mother fulfill her final wish."

"Last wish?"

"A woman's last wish is nothing more than to see her sweetheart again, isn't it?" Murong Ling's voice became softer and softer, sounding like she was filled with infinite sorrow.

Gu Ze looked at her winding long skirt and her thin and lonely back, and remained silent.

Because she suddenly felt that her sorrow was not only because of her mother, but also because of herself.

But she didn't dare to ask more.

Standing in front of the plain old plaque, Gu Ze stopped in his tracks.

Looking at the three words 'Zhaolan Palace', she smiled wryly.

Oh, she should have guessed it.

The palace guards guarding the door saw Murong Ling, bowed cautiously, and pushed open the palace door softly.

The purple-red curtain in the inner hall was still hanging low, and the palace lanterns hung high on the walls were just blown out one by one by the maid standing on tiptoe, and green smoke rose from the wicks, which still persisted for a long while.

Going further inside, there is a pungent and strong herbal smell.Those heavy curtains blocked the bed, and the whole palace was stained with sadness.

Murong Ling signaled Gu Ze to stand aside and wait, while she walked gently to the side of the couch, stretched out her hand to roll up the heavy bed curtain, put her head in and put it down again.

Gu Ze heard Murong Ling call out sweetly, "Mother's Queen."

After waiting for a while, I heard a very light and weak female voice, "Ling'er...?"

"It's me, Ling'er has come to see the queen mother again."

Through the gently swaying curtain, Gu Ze saw a pair of withered hands slowly rising, and Murong Ling grabbed them very quickly in mid-air, and stuck them to his face.

"Mother, your complexion is much better today!" Murong Ling said with a smile, "I think you will recover soon."

But for some reason, Gu Ze heard an imperceptible cry from it.

"Silly Ling'er... the body of the queen mother... the queen mother knows it herself... I am afraid it is..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Murong Ling hurriedly interrupted, "You are the one who wants to live a thousand years..."

"Thousands... Long live... Alas... How can people live for thousands of years... What's more, if they really live that long... It's too pitiful..." She sighed with difficulty.

"Queen Mother...don't think so much...just drink the medicine first..." Murong Ling grasped her hand tightly and shouted, "Come here!"

After finishing speaking, she winked at Gong'e who was at the side, and Gong'e quickly handed the medicine to Gu Ze.

The heavy bed curtain was hooked up by the maids, Gu Ze met Murong Ling's reddish eyes, gritted his teeth, and strode forward with the medicine in his hand.

I saw a white-clothed woman in her fifties, who was unspeakably beautiful but full of pain, was reclining on the couch, with a simple and elegant plum blossom hairpin stuck in her hair.

If it wasn't Leng Lange, who else could it be?

Leng Lange's gaze slowly turned to Gu Ze who was holding the medicine, and it took a while for the figures in his pupils to gather together.

She stared at Gu Ze without moving, as if she couldn't believe it.

Gu Ze suddenly felt his nose sore, and said in a trembling voice, "It's me...I'm back."

Leng Lange still stared at her without saying a word.

After a while, she smiled wryly, turned her face to Murong Ling and said, "Silly Ling'er... Let this young master leave soon."

"Mother...you can see clearly, she is..."

"Let her go!" Leng Lange's face suddenly changed color, and he forced himself up, but his body was already extremely weak, and he only lifted up an inch or two before coughing uncontrollably.

Murong Ling hurriedly patted her on the back, so she looked at Gu Ze in disappointment and sadness, signaling her to leave quickly.

Gu Ze retreated out of the curtain in a daze. He wanted to leave Zhaolan Palace, but he heard Leng Lange's painful coughing for a long time, so he couldn't take a step forward.

Murong Ling patted Leng Lange's back and said, "Ling'er didn't intend to deceive the empress, please forgive me."

Leng Lange coughed for a long time, then gradually calmed down, staring at Murong Ling panting, "Ling'er, my mother knows that you are filial... But although my mother is old, she is not confused... Even if you look like you, The queen mother also knows...she is not that person..."

Murong Ling lowered her eyes, tears swirled inside, she choked up and said, "But Ling'er knows...you have been waiting for that person, Queen Mother..."

Leng Lange stretched out his hand to stroke Murong Ling's black hair with difficulty, and said, "The queen mother is not waiting for anyone... Long, long ago, the queen mother made up her mind that she will never wait for anyone again in this life..."

"Mother...Ling'er doesn't understand..." Murong Ling choked up and said, "You are so good and kind, mother, but why did that person leave queen mother alone in the end..." She paused, thinking of the treasure hidden in her sleeve. With that silver comb, I couldn't help but have red eyes, thinking of my own sadness.

Leng Lange suddenly asked softly, "What if the queen mother is not as good and kind as you think?"

Murong Ling shook her head, "If even the queen mother is not a good woman, then the world is full of wicked women."

Leng Lange sighed, and said suddenly, "Ling'er, the queen mother will tell you a story about a woman."

"Who is that woman?"

"Maybe it's another me."