012 Qixing City

When I slept until dawn, when I opened my eyes, the sky was crystal clear, and the clouds reflected the east window. Murong Xueyan pushed open the window drawer, but saw a new green outside the window, which was full of vitality in the morning. Murong Xueyan took a deep breath of fresh air, and the unhappiness last night was left behind!

There is only one time in her life, and she doesn't want to indulge in an unpleasant episode...

"A new day, a new beginning!" Murong Xueyan patted her cheek and turned back to put on clothes.

Her days have calmed down since then. She spends all her mind on reading and literacy, and rarely pays attention to people and things from the outside world. Nangong Yi, Wangfu, ten thousand and three thousand, everything is far away from her.

Until one day, Duran came to visit her with a lot of heart.

Murong Xueyan held a banquet in Qingxin, and the two good sisters who had not seen each other for a long time talked and laughed.

"Lan Ruo, haven't you been good at the emperor's lovesickness?" Murong Xueyan asked. Love can really change a person a lot. I remember that when she first met Du Lanruo, Du Lanruo was cheerful and chivalrous, quite like a girl in the world, and now...

This thoughtful little woman was so sentimental that Murong Xueyan felt strange.

"Xueyan, do you know that the song and dance you performed in Jingwang Mansion are now popular in the capital!" Du Lan Ruo said to her, "Now the song and dance studios in the capital are competing to imitate, but it's a pity that ordinary people can't afford the night pearl, so they can only replace it with lanterns, but the people who watch it are still happy!"

"My original work has been copied like this..." Murong Xueyan smiled, and her shining eyes seemed to look into Du Lanruo's heart. "There is another reason why you suddenly mentioned singing and dancing, right?"

"I can't hide anything from you." Du Lanruo sighed faintly, "Half a month later, it will be the draft ceremony. Originally, I could have entered the palace directly on my terms, but the Yunfei, she told the emperor that she must pass the song and dance selection, and must not let vulgar fans enter the palace."

"Mediocre and vulgar powder?" Murong Xueyan was a little distasteful about the legendary Yunfei. "I'm full of describing others as vulgar fans. I'm afraid that I'm not noble."

"Xueyan, you must help me." Duranruo looked at Murong Xueyan eagerly.

Murong Xueyan looked at her expectant face, and the idea of pouring cold water on her was strangled in her mind. Well, everyone pursues different happiness, and not all people like to live a self-reliant life.

There are many people whose lifelong dream is to get love.

For example, Duranruo, who is blindfolded by love in front of him.

She can't see the deep loneliness of the palace wall.

She can't see the long night.

She can't see the sinister hearts in the depths of the palace, and she can't see the bloody wind behind the flowers...

"Lan Ruo, is entering the palace really that important to you?" Murong Xueyan asked Du Lanruo again.

"All I know is that I miss him, want to see him, and want to be by his side." Du Lan Ruo was half shy and half determined, "In this life, if I can't marry him, I think I will never be happy."

"What's wrong with you?" Murong Xueyan held Du Lanruo's hand.

"Help me, Xueyan." She held Murong Xueyan's hand back.

"Let me think about it." Murong Xueyan got up and kept walking, with thousands of thoughts in her mind.

If Du Lan comes from a general, she has been practicing martial arts since she was a child. Her hands, feet, swords and swords are not bad, but she dances...

A thunderbolt rolled over the sky, causing a gust of wind on the ground for no reason.

"It's like thunder and anger", a poem leaped out of my mind. That's a description of Aunt Gongsun, a martial sword master in the Tang Dynasty!

With his heart changing, Murong Xueyan asked, "Lan Ruo, do you know martial arts?"

"I will." Du Lanruo answered casually and asked, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"If you perform swordsmanship in front of the emperor, do you dare?"

"You are not allowed to carry weapons before the emperor." Duran Ruo was still puzzled, "You mean, I'm going to dance my sword in front of the emperor on the day of the draft?"

"Since you can't bring weapons, don't bring a real sword. Can't you just carve one with wood?" Murong Xueyan smiled, "Lan Ruo, I think of integrating swordsmanship and dance. You practice hard these days and perform in front of the imperial palace. It will definitely be amazing, so that the emperor will look at you with new eyes."

"Is it really okay?" Tulan Ruo is still skeptical.

"It's on me." Murong Xueyan patted her chest with determination.

Qixing City, Yunlai Inn.

The bamboo hat covered the woman's face, and the sharp chin was faintly visible under the snow-white veil. On the wrist, a pair of jade bracelets reflected a warm light in the sun.

Opposite her, a man with an ordinary appearance sat, and the affection in his eyes seemed to overflow at any time.

"Is he good to you?" The man opened his mouth and his voice was astringent.

"It doesn't matter whether it's good or not. There are a lot of rewards, and the position is also above everyone. The woman's tone was sad, "However, he will soon have a second and third woman, the same position as me. There will even be women above me.

The man clenched his fist and said angrily, "In this case, why don't you leave him?"

"Leave? After leaving, what about my father and my family? The woman's words are crying.

The man held her hand with pity.

"Border City." The woman called softly, "Do you have me in your heart?"

This man with such an ordinary appearance is actually the most frightening killer border city in the world.

"If I didn't have you in my heart, would I risk killing that person?" The man asked angrily.

"If you have me in your heart... can you... help me..." The woman's voice lowered, "There is a guest room over there. Shall we go there and talk?"

"Good." The man gently agreed and followed the woman through the long corridor to the room at the end.

After the two entered the room, the woman gently closed the door, and then took off the bamboo hat on her head. The charming face made the man in front of her clear. The woman smiled and asked, "Border City, do you really love me in your heart?"

"Love, you want me to die right now, and I will die without hesitation. You know, after I saw you in Xiangguo Temple five years ago, my heart is no longer my own. Biancheng put his hand on his face, and an exquisite human skin mask was removed, revealing his true face.

That should have been a very handsome face, with the sword eyebrows slightly gathered, and the tiger's eyes were powerful; but it was ferocious because of a scar that cut diagonally from the left forehead to the bridge of the nose, the black pupil was deep and bottomless, and the murderous spirit was faint.

"I know that if you want to kill a person, the other party must pay a very high price." The woman laughed unfathomably.

"You are different." Biancheng stared at her with bright eyes.

"Because no one can afford the price I can afford." The woman smiled charmingly and untied the cloak outside her clothes. Then, she pulled her fingers flexibly and opened the knot tied to the belt of the dress...

"Yun'er..." Her movements made Biancheng stunned.

"Why, you don't like this?" She smiled more charmingly and seductively, reaching out to unbutton her clothes.

"I..." He hesitated and was overwhelmed by her sudden change.

The woman smiled, bullied her body and approached, covering her soft lips on the lips of the border city. The fragrance of women and the fragrance make the border city weak and have no intention to refuse again.

He suddenly picked up the beautiful man who took the initiative to hug and walked to the bed...

At the end of everything, she lay in his arms, delicate and gasping. The border city held the bronze body contentedly, with a smile on his lips, and recalled the joy of Yunlongyu Wushan from time to time.

"Border City, from now on, you will be willing to help me do everything, right?" The woman leaned her face on his shoulder.

"Who do you want me to kill?"

"I want you to kill someone, but not now."

After saying that, the woman handed over a portrait to the border city.

"No, I use a sword. I'm afraid that people with ulterior motives will catch the handle." Duran Ruo shook his head and vetoed it.

Murong Xueyan's eyes fell on her face, as if she was thinking.

I think she also knows a little about the sinisterness of the deep palace...

"In this case, we can only find another way." Murong Xueyan began to think deeply again.

After a long time, she had another idea: "Integrate your good martial arts into the dance."

"Is this okay?" Duran held his cheek and thought deeply.

"The opening must be attractive." Murong Xueyan got up and glanced at the flowers, pools and trees in the backyard...

In the 21st century, she liked to watch the dance scenes in ancient costume dramas, with water sleeves flying and skirts, which was indescribably amazing and beautiful.

"Lan Ruo, you might as well stay in my house for a few days to practice." Murong Xueyan took Du Lanruo's hand and said, "In half a month, you may enter the palace to accompany you. At that time... Alas!"

Murong Xueyan sighed. In this era that did not belong to her, she finally had a friend, and in a blink of an eye, she was about to leave again.

Next to the window lattice, there is a swallow flying obliquely towards the vast world outside.

Freedom...

This is the first time that Murong Xueyan is so eager for freedom.

In A Dream of Red Mansions, Jia Tanchun's words suddenly came to my mind: "If I am a man who can get out, I will leave early and set up a career. At that time, I have my own reason."

Murong Xueyan doesn't want to be a man and can set up a career vigorously!