Sparrow dream dance

Yan Ming mourns the long song,

Broken halberds mess with beauty.

What does the west wind need to say?

There is no longer a young man.

When she was young, except for the fourth brother, the other brothers looked down on her. Each of them had bullied her, humiliated her, and even framed her.

Later, these people were almost all killed by her.

She finally slowly became stronger. It turned out that as long as the more blood was stained on her hands, she would become stronger.

It turns out that cruelty is powerful.

It's just that she never dared to think that one day her hands would be stained with that person's blood.

Looking up, the moonlight tonight seemed to be inspired by the killing, and it was slightly reddened.

Close your eyes, the cool wind around you is so cold, even colder than the swords in the hands of those desperate fighters.

Swords and guns danced, and the flames shot up into the sky.People kept falling around her, and she heard the sound of flesh and blood bursting.

She was full of hostility, and no one dared to approach her, with sticky blood dripping from her silver gun, and finally stepped on countless corpses, step by step into the golden palace that symbolized the highest imperial power.

She suddenly remembered that three years ago when Yanjing was recaptured and the king of Chu was killed, she also broke into the Golden Palace with a silver gun dripping with blood.

The empress of Nangong, who was once in power for a while, had a luxurious appearance, wearing a gorgeous crimson phoenix robe, standing firmly in the center of the hall, still not losing the slightest demeanor.I have to say that even though she was at the end of the road, her phoenix eyes that stared at me were still arrogant and sharp, and there was no hint of joy or anger in her voice.

"Unexpectedly, she still won."

She paused, looked directly at her covered in blood, and suddenly burst out laughing maniacally, laughing endlessly.

For a long time, a line of bright red blood slowly trickled down the corner of her lips, staining the gorgeous phoenix robe, but she always kept a strange and ironic sneer until she died,

"Maybe it's because she gave birth to a monster that is good at killing... Those who hate you, those who love you... Those you hate, those you love... You will eventually kill everyone, lose everyone... everyone. .”

Empress Nangong's voice became softer and her body gradually lost strength and fell to the ground. It turned out that she had taken the drug long before she came in.

Oh, kill everyone?

There was no wave in her empty shallow eyes.

Because she couldn't remember how many people she had killed at this moment.

Suddenly, I can't remember clearly, what is this evening, and where is she?

Sometimes she would also think, if she could be born in an ordinary family in the mountains, with a Susukida, loving father and mother, and harmonious siblings, and she could choose one person to live in common clothes for the rest of her life, that would be great. . .If you can't even wait for these, you can also find a small boat and float on the lake for a lifetime without having to go ashore.

In this way, she will not know that this world is originally here. .How could it be so big.

Don't know either. . .It turns out that to win this world, you have to lose so much.

But now, she has no choice.

Now in front of her, on the road leading to that Zichen, there is only one choice left - to kill!

Put on that cold silver mask and sit on the throne, from now on, she is—Emperor Yan Ling!

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A jet-black carriage drove quickly towards the city gate, and its huge wheels ran over the flat bluestone ground in a hurry, breaking the originally silent night.The guards on both sides of the gate immediately became vigilant and stepped forward to block them with knives.

"Presumptuous! Who dares to break into the palace at night?!"

Hearing the muffled murmurs coming from the carriage, the head guard looked suspiciously at the fearless coachman and asked sharply.

A pair of skinny and vicissitudes of hands stretched out from the curtain. When the guards saw the cold word token held in the palms, they didn't dare to speak any more. .

Until the carriage disappeared out of sight, a guard murmured softly,

"I don't know.. What is the matter of Master Leng entering the palace so late..."

Another person replied in a low voice, "Who knows...Since Mr. Shen was exiled, Leng Xiang has become even more powerful, so who dares to ask more..."

The mouth of the glazed incense burner beast in one corner exudes heavy incense, and the wicks in the hall are pinched to a very small size.

Emperor Yan Jing wore a bright yellow dragon robe, bent down, and stretched out his hand to pinch the tear-stained girl's cheek that was sealed with a cloth strip.

"Your Majesty, as you can see, the bodies burned to death that day did not actually include the second daughter of the Su family." Leng You, who was standing by the side, said slowly, "Prince Xiang, you should be punished."

When the girl heard this sentence, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she let out a whimper.

Emperor Yan Jing squinted his cold eyes, slowly stood up, and walked back to the dragon chair, but did not speak.

Leng You didn't bother to urge her, and she still stood by the side steadily.

Emperor Yan Jing closed his eyes, stretched out his fingers and tapped on the arm of the chair for a long time, and then his voice sounded low and low, "Internal Supervisor."

"Yes." The Internal Attendant hastily stepped forward, bowing his head in response.

He slowly opened his eyes that were hidden in danger, paused his fingers, and said word by word, "Pass my order."

"Well deserved..."

The chaotic sound of iron hoofs soon resounded throughout the entire imperial city.

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What about Tiny? .What about Tiny? .

Murong Yan only felt that the sky was dark and the sky was dark, and there seemed to be several figures desperately calling her "His Highness" in front of her eyes, and the cries from outside the hall were buzzing around her ears as if separated by water mist.Everything seemed to be in disarray, and she felt that something in her heart was completely broken, and countless bony hands stretched out from it, desperately dragging her consciousness into the darkness of despair.

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Something is wrong!" Yang Dayou supported Murong Yan's crumbling body, and shouted in panic, "Run away, Your Highness! Someone from the palace has arrested you!"

But Murongyan didn't seem to hear it, she was deeply stimulated one after another, her heart almost collapsed, she just looked at Yang Dayou absent-mindedly.

All the things came one after another, so she had no time to react.

after all. .What happened? !

In the next instant, countless dazzling lights burst into the hall, and the black-armored guards drew their blades and pointed at Murongyan and the other.

Outside the hall, everyone in the palace had already knelt on the ground trembling.

A headed guard in black armor took out a roll of bright yellow imperial decree from his arms, and preached coldly:

"Prince Xiang, Murong Yan, deceived the emperor and committed a crime. He hid the inner palace and committed another crime. He was also suspected of colluding with the remnants of the enemy's country. He immediately removed him from the position of vassal king, searched the residence of Prince Xiang, and sent them all to prison. Those who violated the order will be killed without mercy. !"

He waved his hand and shouted, "Take them all away!"

But before he finished speaking, he heard two 'ah, ah', and the two guards who were holding knives against Murong Yan were photographed several feet away and died suddenly on the spot.In the next moment, Murong Yan strangled him by the neck, and his whole body was lifted up.

"Do you know who I am? Just by waiting, you dare to touch me?"

Murongyan's eyes were red, her face was full of hostility, she changed into a Shura in an instant, and the guards around her were so horrified that they didn't dare to take a step closer.

Great King Xiang of Yan, who lived his whole life with gold and iron horses, criss-crossing the battlefield, what an iron-blooded and fierce figure.

The chief guard thumped his slightly vacant feet in pain, begging for mercy in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness, I beg...forgive...forgive..."

"Papa, papa", a desolate applause came, and a person slowly walked out from behind many black-armored guards, only to hear him sneer, "I knew that His Royal Highness King Xiang would never be easily captured. Please don't move your driver."

Murong Yan looked up, and was facing Leng You's unpredictable cold eyes.

The guard's cheeks had already turned purple, he caught sight of Leng You, and begged as if grabbing the last straw,

"Prime Minister...help me..."

But Leng You didn't even look at the guard, just looked at Murong Yan motionlessly, and said, "Your Highness can kill him, with His Highness's martial arts, I believe it would not be surprising to take the old man's life in the next moment." He paused, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "It's a pity that Miss Su, I'm afraid she will suffer a lot."

Murong Yan let go of her hand abruptly, and walked forward through gritted teeth, "You took her away?"

Leng You didn't deny it, and looked at Murong Yan coldly.

"Where is she?"

Murong Yan clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles were distinct.If it wasn't for the fact that he was Ge'er's father, she would have jumped on him and punched him to death right now!

"Your Highness wants to see her, what's so difficult." Leng You turned slightly sideways, made way, and said to Murong Yan, "Please, Your Highness King Xiang."

There was deathly silence, and everyone stared at the pair of fists that could easily kill someone.

After a long time, Murong Yan finally let go of her fist in a slump, and the guards couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief, but still no one dared to go forward and put chains on her, only dared to follow behind her silently.

The yamen servants slowly pushed open the rusty prison door, making harsh noises.

Murong Yan stepped in step by step, and when the door that cut off the sun was about to close, she finally turned her head.

Her melancholy and serene eyes seemed to be able to pass through thousands of mountains and rivers. She saw the steep cornices and arches on the Jinluan Hall of the imperial palace in the distance, saw the shallow dimples of the palace people playing in the imperial garden like a spring breeze. The pear tree in Lan Dian bloomed and thanked, thanked and bloomed again.

At that moment, she remembered many things.

Ten years is a cycle.

Several times of ups and downs, several times of ups and downs.

Looking back, it has long been a vicissitudes.

Ten years ago, every detail of her being thrown into prison is still vivid.

And ten years later, she was thrown into the sky prison again, and imprisoned in that damp and cold stone room again.

Some things seem to be their own fate in the dark, and no one can tolerate them.

And some people, she also understands, can no longer look forward to it.

brother?Siblings?Blood relative?

It's ridiculous, that kind of thing, she should have known it was—

All the time, there never was.

"what--"

She woke up from the bed with a low cry, staring at her clean palm, trembling uncontrollably.

The sound of the drums was muffled, and it was only after the second watch.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter with you?" The maid Yao'er heard the sound, hurriedly raised the curtain, and walked in quickly.

I saw Leng Lange's face was pale, cold sweat was still seeping from the forehead, and even the close-fitting pajamas were completely wet with sweat.

She had just had a terrible dream.

In the dream, I was dancing happily under the pear tree, while she was standing aside, staring at me and smiling softly.But in a blink of an eye, blood slowly oozes from the corners of her slightly raised lips. She hurriedly stepped forward to wipe it for her, but the blood flowed more and more. .He even stained his originally white hands blood red, and then everywhere turned into a dazzling red, which couldn't be wiped off no matter what.

"Niang Niang?" Yao'er hurriedly put on a robe for Leng Lange, her eyes flickered, "You...what's the matter with you?"

Leng Lange closed the skirt of her chest, but her heart was still in her throat.

Seeing that Leng Lange was silent, Yao'er hesitated for a moment, but carefully took out a brocade handkerchief, trying to wipe the sweat off her forehead.

Unexpectedly, she just got close to Leng Lange, and only heard a crisp 'pop', and she knocked off the hand she extended.

Yao'er was taken aback for a moment, then raised her eyes to meet Leng Lange's eyes full of coldness and contempt, then she was so startled that she immediately knelt down on the ground, not daring to raise her head again.

Leng Lange stared closely at this seemingly innocent girl, remembering the scene she saw the day before yesterday, she thought she was falling asleep, so she went to meet her father, and she also heard the conversation between them All conversations.

This is so sad, not only her husband wants to watch her, but even her father wants to watch her, thinking that after she is a country, there is no one who can be trusted in this huge palace.

She tightened her grip on the quilt, and every time she thought of this place, she felt like a pain in her back, and her heart was so heavy that she could hardly breathe.

She finally stood up suddenly, looked down at Yao'er, and looked at her coldly, "Put away your hypocritical concerns, I know who you really are, and I also know how you see me in your heart of."

When Yao'er heard these words, she immediately raised her eyes in fear, and stared at Leng Lange in great fear.

"You go, I won't kill you, but I don't want to see you again."

Leng Lange raised his head, looked at the flickering candles on the pillars of the temple, and said quietly.After all, in this palace where days are like years, if she hadn't been with me all these years, I don't know how much longer I would have survived. .So even if she knew her true purpose for her, she still couldn't bear to take her life.

After hearing these words, Yao'er's body was shaken, and tears welled up in her eyes.

He probably didn't expect that Leng Lange would treat him so kindly and tolerantly after knowing the truth.

"Empress..." She paused on the ground, her heart filled with regret, and finally she couldn't help sobbing in a low voice, "It's my servant who made a mistake, but believe it or not, this servant didn't mean to betray your empress, and she never intended to betray her. I don't have the slightest intention of harming the empress."

She raised her head again, with tears running down her cheeks, and sobbed, "The reason why my servant obeys Master Leng is actually because Xiangye holds the wealth and life of my only younger brother in his hands. He promised this servant, as long as this servant is obedient." Tell the truth about your whereabouts, Madam, and he will treat my younger brother kindly, and even help him to flourish in the future... That's why I'm a servant..." Speaking of this, Yao'er pressed her lips tightly, tormented by strong guilt and pain I can't cry.

Leng Lange looked at her, feeling a little sour in his heart, and a shy smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Heh, life is not easy, who doesn't walk on thin ice or even take risks for their livelihood, for their loved ones?

After all, she is just a little maid at the mercy of others, how can she resist such a strong coercion?

She sighed slightly, shook her head with a wry smile, and said flatly, "I don't blame you, and I have no right to blame you. Women, especially women in the harem, who is not pitiful."

Yao'er stared at Leng Lange blankly, her brows and eyes were clearly so lonely and bitter, carrying such deep pain, but she never shed a single tear.

It was as if she had already numb everything.

Betrayal, love and hate, parting and struggle in this world. .It seems that she has been disheartened to the extreme.

Yao'er gritted her teeth, stretched out her sleeves to wipe away the tears on her face, bowed deeply to Leng Lange, stood up again, choked up and said,

"Your Majesty, the servant has left, please take care."

After finishing speaking, she slammed into the nearest temple pillar. Leng Lange's pupils shrank suddenly, and he pushed her with all his strength, and the two of them lost their center of gravity and fell to the ground.

Leng Lange fell hard, blood was rubbed out of her palm, she couldn't help moaning in pain, Yao'er was trembling all over, she was so frightened that she immediately stepped forward to stop the bleeding with her clothes, she was crying,

"Your Majesty, why do you want to save the servant... The servant deserves to die! The servant deserves to die!"

"Enough!" Leng Lange frowned.

Her chest was violently heaving up and down, looking at the blood slowly oozing out of her palm, she said word by word,

"For me, only the living have the chance to repent, and the dead don't even have the chance to say sorry!"

With tears in her eyes, Yaoer looked at Leng Lange blankly.After a long time, she knelt down heavily on the ground, covering her face and weeping, "From now on, this humble life of this servant will belong to my mother. If my mother is willing to give this servant a chance, this servant will definitely die and be loyal." Two! If the empress thinks that the slaves are an eyesore, the slaves will die too!"

Leng Lange looked at her for a while, and heard some moving truths between the lines she said, and couldn't help showing a trace of enthusiasm in his eyes.She bent down, helped her up, and patted the back of her bony hand, but didn't say another word.

The hall fell silent, and gradually heard many noisy footsteps coming from outside the high wall.She looked out the window slowly, and murmured in a daze, "Why is it so restless outside tonight?"

A trace of uneasiness flashed quickly in Yao'er's eyes, she lowered her head, "Your Majesty, please be safe and don't be impatient, just go and inquire when you are waiting for your servant."

As soon as the words fell, she quickly walked towards the outside of the hall, and suddenly heard Leng Lange shout from behind, "Yao'er."

She paused, turned around, looked deeply at Leng Lange, and said very solemnly, "Please believe me once."

"I just want to tell you, you have to be careful."