077 heavenly song

"You are the prince of the Western Song Dynasty, and you have a noble status." Murong Xueyan turned around and smiled.

"I'm the prince." Xue Xijian added, "As early as five years ago, when I was 15 years old, I was made a prince by my father, and he inherited the throne a hundred years later. My father has always valued me.

"Well, the recent court coup..." Murong Xueyan suddenly became suspicious.

"That's the masterpiece of Shangguan Mo." Xue Xijian gritted his teeth.

"Who is Shangguan Mo?" Murong Xueyan asked.

"We are the prime minister of the Western Song Dynasty." Xue Xijian explained, "Before the death of my father, I was dealing with the drought in Linjiang. As soon as his father died, Shangguan Mo colluded with Lu Yu, the magistrate of Linjiang County, bought a cottage, surrounded my pavilion, and tried to kill me. Fortunately, the followers around me found Lu Yu's conspiracy in time and covered me to escape, so I was able to escape back to the capital. Unfortunately, none of my men escaped the siege of the mountain thieves and died..."

What a vicious guy. No wonder he even has a "different" in his name.

"What happened later?"

Xue Xijian clenched his fist, pinched his nails into the meat, and the blood gushed out of his palm. His face was full of hatred: "Then Shangguan Mo has been coveting the throne for a long time. At this time, taking advantage of my father's death, he wants to remove me and help his nephew to take office, so that he can control the government behind his back."

"This kind of drama is not new. I have seen a lot in all dynasties. Murong Xueyan comforted, "People are watching. Don't worry, a wicked person like Shangguan Mo will definitely be sent by heaven."

"He has long surrounded the prince's mansion in the capital and set a trap to frame me. I watched him kill my wife and children with my own eyes..." The painful past made Xue Xijian couldn't bear to talk about it again.

The wife and children are all killed, and this hatred is not the same! What a cruel role Shangguan Mo should be able to deal with unarmed women and children! Murong Xueyan suddenly thought of Yan Guifei and found that the style of the two was surprisingly consistent!

"Later, I was caught by Shangguan Mo and imprisoned in prison." Xue Xijian said, "Fortunately, many years ago, I was on guard against him and put my person beside him. I found a person who looked eight or nine points similar to me, put on my clothes, put him in prison, and created the illusion of taking poison and committed suicide, and then I was able to escape.

"So, how did you get the injury on your body?" Murong Xueyan asked.

"At that time, I was seriously injured in fighting with Shangguan Mo. Later, after I escaped, I met a mountain thief. Although I fought hard and killed all the mountain thieves, I was seriously injured and fell into the stream. I tried my best to climb to the shore. I met you later."

Xue Xijian said everything intermittently, and Murong Xueyan straightened out all the circumstances of the matter: the king of the Western Song Dynasty was critically ill, which should have been a matter of recent months. When Xue Xijian went to treat the drought, the emperor happened to die of illness, so he gave Shangguanmo, who had been watching the throne a chance. First, he colluded with the Linjiang county magistrate to take Xue Xijian's life. If this plan didn't work, he had another plan. He laid a net in the prince's mansion, grabbed Xue Xijian, and brutally killed his wife and children. Xue Xijian finally escaped because his subordinates used the "civet cat for prince" method. There were many injuries on his body, some of which were caused by Shangguan Mo's group, and some were injured by mountain thieves. Then, she said to Langzhong that day that his injury was caused by a mountain thief, which can also be regarded as crooked.

"Heng Ruo, is it your wife?" Murong Xueyan suddenly asked, "You must love your wife very much, right?"

"We... For so many years, she has been silently supporting and tolerant of me." Tenderness floated in Xue Xijian's eyes.

"It's a pity that God plays tricks on people." Murong Xueyan sighed and envied Xue Xijian. How lucky is it to have a wife who loves you wholeheartedly? Looking at herself, although Nangong Yi repeatedly said that she was the only one in her heart, she repeatedly broke her heart because of Princess Yan. She is a crystal heart glass person, and she can't stand the torture anymore. Otherwise, she would not have insisted on leaving him in such a resolute way.

"Miss Murong, you are not happy, are you?"

"My place is dead." Murong Xueyan pointed to her chest and looked flat.

There is no greater sorrow than the death of the heart. What kind of blow did she suffer? Will she have such emotion? Xue Xijian didn't know, and he didn't want to barely get it from Murong Xueyan. Just let him, like him, have nothing left in his heart except hatred, and keep warm and rely on each other with her, a dead heart.

2

Xue Xijian's injury improved day by day. Murong Xueyan looked at it and felt relieved.

The back door of the house she lives in is facing the mountain. Sometimes, she will help Xue Xijian sit at the back door and listen to the sound of Song Tao. When the wind passes, the wind chimes under the eaves will be crisp and clear.

"What is this?" One day, Xue Xijian suddenly became interested in the string of small and exquisite wind chimes.

"It's a wind chime. I bought it at the market. Murong Xueyan smiled and said, "I'm in Beiqi, and I've hardly seen it. After arriving here, I only saw it once at the market and bought it back.

"Miss Murong..."

"We are also friends. Call me Xueyan. That name is a little long. Murong Xueyan smiled faintly.

"Can I... call you Cher?" Xue Xijian asked hesitantly.

Before the "death" flashed in Murong Xueyan's ear, the sound of "Xue'er" in Nangong Yi's mouth tightened her heart and said astringently, "No."

"He calls you Cher, isn't he?" Xue Xijian smiled. People are really self-deceiving animals. Obviously, they didn't let go at all, but they said that they had nothing to do with him... Maybe she experienced betrayal, deception, injury... That's why she chose the extreme way of going far away from the world, completely separated from Nangong Yi, and from the two worlds from now on.

"Xueyan, I want to hear you sing." He said.

Four years ago, what attracted her was the beautiful song. Nowadays, things are wrong. Her singing voice should be the same as before, right?

"Good." This time, she didn't refuse.

In the clear valley, she sings in a beautiful voice, and her beautiful and sad singing echoes leisurely in the green mountains and clear waters, which makes people intoxicated...

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Or choose the strength of dead wood to destroy the spring grass.

It's better to blow the withered summer flowers than to be as beautiful as autumn leaves.

Don't you know how to be ruthless, and your feelings are not in vain.

Even if we don't see each other again, we will see each other again.

There is a little hatred, and I don't regret it.

Give me ten thousand years, one or two years old, it doesn't matter,

Some love, can't escape the net..."

The song is not over, but she is already in tears. This song has sung all her heart and her emotional journey. And Xue Xijian was also crazy and drunk.

The valley is full of birds and flowers, and the stream is as clear as a mirror. As soon as the wind blows, all the scenery becomes sad.

Murong Xueyan paused slightly and continued to sing:

"Even if I can't do it anymore, I will sleep more and more haggard,

Your smile is the dry thunder in my dream.

Give me ten thousand years, long live, I have seen the wrong and right,

When you come, I still can't fly..."

At the end of the song, the love is still there, and her tears are still not dry. Xue Xijian was emotional for a moment and reached out to wipe away the tears on her face.

"I'm fine." Murong Xueyan forced a smile, raised her face and avoided his movements.

Xue Xijian shrugged his shoulders and withdrew his hand in the air. This is really a stubborn woman. She is so sad, but she is unwilling to admit it, and because of this, it will only make her lover always think that she will not be hurt or hurt, and repeatedly ignore her feelings.

Murong Xueyan was silent. After a long time, Fang asked, "Are you hungry? I'm going to make something to eat."

Xue Xijian looked at her with a strange feeling in his heart. This woman who can sing and dance, when she sings and dances gently, makes him feel that she is like a fairy, singing and dancing with a faint sadness; when she is in the kitchen, it makes him feel that she is like a good wife of IKEA, busy in the kitchen, just for her husband's return, can have a warm meal.

She is very good at cooking, and any simple dish under her has become delicious food, which makes him eat happily. Many times, when two people are eating at each other, he will have the illusion that they are just a small couple who simply live at home.

In fact, they have their own burdens. Murong Xueyan was hit hard by his feelings and was extremely disappointed in life; while he was deprived of the throne, his wife and children were killed, and he survived with the only remaining hatred.

He wants to live well, refresh himself, and be ready to go. He wants to take back what originally belonged to him by his own ability.

Half a month later, Xue Xijian was able to practice swords in the mountains. The sword he was with was unknown after fighting with the mountain thieves. Murong Xueyan had gone to the scene of the incident, but there was no trace of the sword, and even the bodies of those mountain thieves. Thinking about it, someone found the bodies of the mountain thieves and reported it to the government. And most of his swords are embezzled by the people who reported the case because they are greedy and cheap.

When they expressed their regret and reluctance for the lost sword when they were chatting, Murong Xueyan went to the city the next day to buy a sword. At the same time, she also bought two horses for the convenience of walking.