Hua Xu Yin: City of Desperate Love

I think the first half of this crime is quite good, but the second half is really wrong to die of King Jiang. I can think of how Mu Yan arranged this resignation to deceive King Zhao a month ago, and why Zhao Wang believed his nonsense and sent troops. There is no other reason, everything just depends on natural acting skills.

Using his own way to rule his body, this game of chess, Mu Yan made a wonderful move. When Jiang Guo cast the net, how could he expect this result today, and how could he expect to be qualified in the end? It's not you who will collect the net but the fish in the net you want to design?

But I think that with Zhao's national strength, it is not impulsive to declare war on Jiang. It must be at the time of the alliance that Muyan promised that if the two countries go to war, Zhao will be the forward Chen Guo and so on. But until Su Yi took me back to Haocheng secretly, she didn't hear what Zhao Guo had made in this battle.

Instead, I heard that King Jiang was provoked into anger by the seven crimes. He dispatched troops and generals to come to resist the enemy. The enemies of the whole country were angry. For seven consecutive days, Zhao's army not only failed to advance on the border between the two countries, but steadily. Retreat. It seems that Mu Yan has not fulfilled his promise to Wang Zhao.

Su Yi looked at the war with the eyes of a princess who was incomprehensible about the world, and felt that Zhao Guo and Jiang Guo were the best to deal with both defeats, so that Chen Guo, who is neighboring the two countries, could sit back and relax for decades.

Even she could see the way of this matter, and I believe that the imprisoned King Zhao also reacted, but at this moment, she asked Chen Guo for help with great fanfare. He has no other choice. And when the two countries lose out, I dare to see that he will definitely not send troops. The person I like, I really know him well, as long as I want to.

On October 25th, the sky is cloudy and windy, and it is a goodbye from Bishan. Mu Yan and I haven't seen each other for fifteen days, and for him, the separation from me is even longer.

The battle line was too long, and King Zhao couldn't hold it anymore, so he sent an envoy to Haocheng for help. After listening to Su Yi saying that Mu Yan excuses his health, Chen Shi did not go to court, so he thoroughly dried Zhao’s envoys. Only in the afternoon did he pass the decree saying that his health would be better and he would have a big dinner at Zhenlong Garden in the evening. Friendly countries come.

Su Yi comforted me: "Although my brother’s condition has always been a little bad, the injuries on his body are no longer a serious problem. I think it’s just too busy with government affairs at night. It’s okay. Besides, for today’s banquet, you will be fine later. can see……"

His eyes were red before he finished speaking. I smiled and made a grimace with her: "If you continue to be like this tonight, then we will definitely help. He knows what you should do. If you are beaten, you have to stand in front of me."

She was stunned, wiped the corners of her eyes and said: "It's obviously so bad, and I'm still in the mood to joke, you really are like your brother said, when he was away..." What Mu Yan said then flashed across her mind. "When I was away, she was stronger than anyone else."

I cheered up and propped up my head and said, "Look, he said that, so I didn't even dare to cry when I wanted to cry. I want to set an example for you."

She looked at me for a long time, and whispered: "Is there no other way besides letting my brother forget, sister-in-law?" I looked up at the beam of the room for a while, reducing the smile on my face: "Yes, nothing else. Way out."

I finally made this decision to play a Huaxu tune for Mu Yan, Ziwu Huaxu tune, and take away his memory.

In fact, the way that the Ziwu Huaxu tune gets the score is no different from the Huaxu tune I usually play, except that it must be played in the middle of the night, using the shark beads as a contract, and using spells and thoughts to pluck the strings instead of fingers.

The music played can weave a special illusion for the other party. Although this illusion is also a recurrence of the past, it is not the other party's dream life that is sucked, but the deepest feeling that the person has carved in his heart.

The so-called midday refers to midnight to noon. People who fall into the illusion can't see through the mind demon coming out of the illusion. When he wakes up after noon, the part of the feelings sucked by the illusion will be lost. But the difference between the illusion woven by Ziwu Huaxu Tune and the ordinary illusion is that even if the person who is weaving the dream cannot get out of the dream, he will not lose his life. He will still wake up at noon, and after he wakes up. The dream is still continuing in another space.

This is probably Hua Xuyin's biggest secret, perhaps even Master Jun doesn't know it.

Because no one in the world should have the power to deprive others of their emotions, nor should they encircle a corner that even God can’t see from the time and space given by God. Therefore, once the spell is successfully executed, the backlash to the caster will be huge. The shark pearls that Hua Xuyin boarded will be shattered. The power of spells will also dissipate in the ruins. Everything is back to zero.

Before that, I wanted Mu Yan to remember me, remember me forever. But if you remember that I just made him suffer and don’t forget, it’s better to return to zero.

It was night, Su Yi led me to Zhenlong Garden for a dinner. In Weiguo, the princess must not be exposed when she is not married. Although Chen Guo is only separated from Weiguo by water, the folk customs in this area are quite different.

I acted as Su Yi’s maid, followed her closely, and walked all the way through Zhenlong Garden, where the lanterns were so beautiful, and I saw the geraniums spread out in front of my eyes, directly under the jade throne, as if this feast was on. Above a sea of ​​flowers.

Such a beautiful scenery, leisurely and elegant like a fresh splash ink painting, you can see whose style it is. Not far away came the singing of the eunuch, and from the corner of the eye, I saw the leonon belt of the maid blowing in the night breeze. Su Yi was my hand, only to realize that all the officials under the throne had lowered their backs, humbly waiting for their monarch to come.

I knelt on the ground with the crowd, thinking about seeing each other days after I leave, and how Mu Yan will look like this time.

Can't help but raise his head slightly, under the ebony palace lantern, he finally saw his figure walking slowly, but he was not accustomed to brocade clothes and blue dress, but a black dress, dark hair tied in a pure color crown In the crown, a curtain of Nine Qis hung down on his forehead, and the shadow cast slightly blocked the backlit expression on his face. This is the first time I have seen him dressed up like this, so high and unkind, and he looks very nice like this.

From then on, everything seemed to be in a dream, always feeling unreal. When he listened to him with a few words in his faint voice, Zhao Guo, who was using the lotus of his tongue, made him speechless, thinking that he was not like this on weekdays. Think he really is like this on weekdays?

There seem to be two people in my memory, one is Su Yu and the other is Mu Yan. One is inherent politics. One is just my husband.

One like this calmly and unhurriedly command the general situation of the world, but the other will put aside the busy government affairs and play those sad songs for me all night and night.

Although I knew in my heart that these two people were actually the same, but seeing this kind of admiration, for a moment, there was no way to merge the two in my heart into one.

I don’t know, whether I want to see him forget that I’m alive, or see him remembering that I’ve been in pain for a lifetime. Sometimes I feel that this kind of thinking is too perverted, but I can’t restrain the stray and contradictory emotions. , Let it grow like weeds, the crazier, the longer and the more lush.

When the hundred officials on Xi pushed the cup to change, Su Yi suddenly said "Yeah", and the thoughts that had gone away were suddenly brought back by her whisper, only to find that all the cups that had been replaced just before the case came to a halt. At some point, a girl in a red dress was standing on the low platform for the singers to dance. The less-existent person from Zhao State came and said something to the throne, bowing his waist and eyebrows.

I pricked my ears to listen. I was hearing his admiration, complimenting how beautiful the woman in red next to me was, how well she danced, how polite people are, even though she said it for a long time and didn’t talk about business, but on this occasion Bringing a beautiful dancer on a special trip, everyone knows what he wants to do.

I don’t know why Su Yi is making such a fuss. Although I have always had a strong desire for monopolization, things like this are not invisible. Sending beauties between monarchs is as common as sending sweet potatoes between me and Jun Wei. I don’t roast every sweet potato I receive. Most of them are delivered to the seniors who are attending that day.

The star in the sky is faint, and according to Muyan's personality, he should be calm, but the envoy of the State of Zhao finished his words, but saw him bowing his head to the woman in red on the cloud platform. For a long time, he said in a deep voice: "Hold your head up."

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I looked at the cloud platform blankly, my sight was hitting the woman's slowly raised face. Two lightly smoky eyebrows, apricot-like eyes under the eyebrows, a small nose, and lips slightly pursed as spring.

I took a step back in shock.

No wonder Su Yi exclaimed. That face that was six points similar to mine was often seen in the Wei Palace a year ago. This woman in red was actually my twelve sister Ye Meng.

I have fourteen older sisters, and she is the one who looks the most like me, but how could she become the beauty of Zhao Guo's tribute?

After the death of Weiguo, wasn't she sent to Wucheng under house arrest together with her father and queen?

Still in shock, he didn't come back to his senses, but the messenger from Zhao State heard the chatter again, which almost shuffled the order of the words that had just praised Ye Meng.

Su Yi tugged at my skirt, dipped her finger in the wine and quietly wrote on the table: "Even if my brother accepts her, it is because I am like you, my brother misses you..."

I didn't finish reading the words behind, and a cold spring suddenly poured into my heart, cold to the end. I didn't actually think of that point. When I was mentioned this time, I suddenly recalled that there was a precedent for this kind of thing.

But how can it be so ridiculous, how can I miss one person while collecting another person.

Rong Yuan loved Brother Ying like that, and he didn't say that Aiwu and Wudi fell in love with the brocade that looks exactly like Brother Ying.

Zhao Guo’s presence happened to be a paragraph. I looked up at Mu Yan on the seat. About the angle of the palace on the high platform was shifted, I could see the faint expression on his face behind Jiuyu Mianlian. Turning his head to the prime minister Yin Ci on the left seat: "I always have no intention of singing and dancing, but I remember that Yin Qing is quite good at this, then give Miss Meng Ye to Yin Qing."

I was relieved.

The envoy of the State of Zhao's face turned red and white when he finished his words, but he was silent for a while, but Ye Meng beside him coldly said, "Which land Meng Ye stands on? He only serves the most powerful person in this country. If your Majesty does not want Meng Ye to serve and grants Meng Ye to others, it is better to kill Meng Ye with a sword."

Ye Meng, Meng Ye. To be honest, I basically don't have any feelings for this elder sister, but if anyone among the 14 elder sisters can make me appreciate some, that person can only be the rebellious Ye Meng.

I heard that before I returned to the palace, my father liked her the most. The arrogance of Ye Meng, the twelfth princess of the Wei Kingdom, is the thorny landscape that no one in Wei Palace can describe. But I really don’t understand, my twelve sister Ye Meng, even though she is a princess who has died, how can her former glory and dignity make her tolerate herself becoming a gift in the hands of others?

I saw Mu Yan smiled, and I was terrified whether he was also attracted by Ye Meng's charm, but he heard a cold voice: "The lonely queen is jealous. It's easy to accept you, but the queen will be upset, you say Should lonely make you unhappy, or should it make the lonely queen unhappy?"

I clenched my fists, and Su Yi laughed "pounce". The table was already quiet and the laughter was particularly abrupt. Mu Yan's gaze swept over, and I quickly lowered my head. Only Ye Meng’s fearless voice was heard:

"It doesn't matter whether the queen is upset or Meng Ye is upset, the important thing is that your majesty obey your own will."

Mu Yan put his hands on his cheeks on the supporting arms, like a courtier who didn't sit under him: "Submit to his own heart?"

He smiled casually: "The queen's mind is lonely."

The hands holding the sleeves trembled slightly. The courtiers under the seat must be very pleased that their queen is already a spiritual position, otherwise this must be a faint king.

In the end, Ye Meng chose to go to the Prime Minister’s Mansion to serve Yin Ci. I can’t say whether the ending is good or bad, right or wrong. There are so many ways, but she chooses this one, just like there are so many ways, it’s me. Choosing to die for the country, these are things that cannot be regretted.

Towards the end of the banquet, Mu Yan gave Ye Meng a glass of wine, which was poured by Su Yi.

I squeezed the sweat on the palm of my hand and felt that there should be no problem. The blood that was delivered to Su Yi in a porcelain bottle was added with wormwood, and what's more? There are only three or two drops in it, and even if his tongue is better, he shouldn't taste any **** smell.

While pouring the wine, Mu Yan seemed to have said something to Su Yi, only to see her pouring hand paused. Ye Meng, who had taken the wine cup from the maid’s hand, turned pale instantly, and his hands trembled so much that he could hardly pick it up. Live the wine glass.

After drinking that glass of wine, the stage was singing and dancing. On the black high stage, Mu Yan was sitting alone on the throne, half of his body was submerged in the shadow blocked by the long peacock feather fan, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

For a long time, the music that belonged to him slowly appeared in the small piece of light reflected by the sandalwood palace lanterns. Those pulsating notes were like dancing a very quaint dance, step by step, jumping straight into my heart.

Everything is proceeding according to the plan, and it went so well that people are overwhelmed. Fortunately, the plan was well planned before, and I was not dazzled by the phased victory. I still remember that I must find a place where no one is disturbed. In the middle of the night, Mu Yan's Ziwuhuaxu tune was played with spells and thoughts.

Seeing Yan Ba ​​Muyan leaving, I couldn't help but take two steps forward. I can see him in this world, only the last one, and this one is a dark night, with two remnant stars faintly in the sky, only a black back is seen. Geraniums bloomed all over the ground, seeming to grow from under his feet, the robes were brought over the flowers, and the leaves danced like the night wind.

Mu Yan, I have never forgotten those good times, but in this life, I can no longer see you in this life.

Su Yi asked me, "Do you know what Brother Fang Cai said to me?" I shook my head.

She got up and said softly: "He said,'I didn't feel that A Fu really has gone until today. When I see a woman who looks like her, I often can't help but wonder why it is not them that died, but A Fu. She. A person will be lonely, but I can't accompany her. If these women are sent to her, I don't know if she will be happy.'"

"Snapped". I smashed a cup that was being packed, and she sighed: "Let’s go, I will take you to the place where no one is disturbed. You said you can’t let my brother remember you anymore," she turned around: "I finally I think what you said is right."

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