Marriage Under the Heavens

Qin Jiu resisted the urge to grasp with his hands, slowly lowered his sleeves, frowned and said, "Xuanli, move Epiphany out!"

Mu Yufei and Loquat glanced back at Qin Jiu, saw her frowning brows, and said in a daze, "My lord doesn't like Epiphany?"

Qin Jiu touched his itchy face, knowing that his face was not immune, and smiled bitterly: "Anything beautiful is poisonous."

The two noticed the red spots on Qin Jiu's face, and they immediately understood.

Mu Yufei hurriedly ordered people to move the epiphyllum out. Loquat opened the window and fanned the fragrance of the flowers in the house.

After a while, there was no more floral fragrance in the room.

Qin Jiu leaned on the chair and suddenly asked: "Xuanli, back then, my righteous sister Bai Xiujin was also gifted to death. I remember it was strangling, right?"

Mu Yufei was taken aback for a moment. I don't know why she suddenly asked this. She whispered and slowly said, "Yes, all the female relatives were strangled by Bai Ling three times."

"Why do you suddenly ask this?" Mu Yufei asked.

Qin Jiu said nothing.

She remembered that when she had just said that she was Bai Xiujin in front of Yan Yu, she mentioned that she was San Chi Bai Ling, so she met.

Thinking of the Yi sister Bai Xiujin, Qin Jiu suddenly had a possibility in his heart. If this guess is true...

Her hands trembled slightly, and she felt cold.

The moon was faint, the stars were faint, and the flower hall was silent. Only the ding-dong sound of the spring water in the courtyard sounded more lonely.

Yan Yu sat in the flower hall, staring at the flowers outside without saying a word. When Qin Jiu was just now, the cups and pans that Yan Yu pushed under the table were still a mess, because without his order, no one dared to come and clean up. At this moment, Yan Yu was sitting in a mess, with a few leaves stained on his ebony black hair, which he didn't seem to notice.

At this time, Yan Yu was very different from him at any time before. Without the lazy smile, there was no consistent calmness, and some were just the cold charm deep in the bones.

The four beauties watched from a distance, and finally Zhaojun slowly moved over and whispered to him to go to the house for dinner.

Yan Yu got up with his hands and entered the house first.

Dinner was already on the table, Diao Chan and Yuhuan were already warm and warm, seeing Yan Yu coming in, Xi Shi hurriedly handed over the Jinpa and cleaned Yan Yu's hands.

During the quiet and silent meal, Diao Chan couldn't help but said, "Master, there is a saying that the servants and maids don't know whether to speak properly!"

Yan Yu's eyes twitched, her narrow and cold eyes glanced at Diao Chan, and said lightly, "Say!"

Diao Chan hesitated for a moment, and summoned the courage to say: "The servants and maidservants think four of you, Lord, you are in love with Jiuye!"

Zhaojun, Yuhuan and Xi Shi nodded and said yes.

The four of them had already felt that Yan Yu was different to Qin Jiu, but because Yan Yu was too obsessed with Bai Suxuan, they did not dare to mention it.

Yan Yu put down the porcelain bowl in his hand and asked calmly, "Why did you see it?"

Diao Chan said, "Master, in what you say every day, you mention Jiuye more and more."

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows lightly, and said without hesitation: "That's because the king has been cooperating with Jiuye more and more recently, so naturally I mentioned her more and more."

Yuhuan: "Master, every time you meet with Jiuye, you take more and more care of her feelings."

Yan Yu's face was like jade, and if the breeze was light, "That is the king who is born to pity and cherish jade!"

Zhaojun: "Lord, you hope Jiuye is Bai Suxuan. That's because you really fell in love with Qin Jiu, and you don't want to betray your feelings for Bai Suxuan. That's why you hope that the two of them are the same! When Jiuye tells you that she is not At that time, you will be so lost and sad."

"When was this king lost and when was he sad? Did you see me sad and lost?" Yan Yu asked dumbly.

The four women were silent, and secretly said in their hearts: You just clearly are sad and lost!

Xi Shi, who has never said much, smiled lightly: "The more the prince refuses to admit it, the more it proves to be true. If it is really not, why should the prince explain?!"

Yan Yu's hand holding the cup froze.

Yeah, why did he explain to these four girls?

"The prince, according to Panxin's long-term observation of Lan She in Wuyouju, he is still a young man. In this way, Jiu Ye is not with Lan She. If you push it down like this, Jiu Ye may not be licentious in people's mouths. Enchanting red dress." Zhaojun said slowly.

"You can see this as well?" Yan Yu squinted.

Zhaojun smiled and said: "Most people can't see it, but Panxin has lived in Wuyou for many years, so she still has this vision."

Yan Yu is ashamed, who are the women under his hand? !

Zhaojun sighed: "Since the prince doesn't admit it, it's hard for the slaves to say something."

"But it's okay!" Yan Yu took his last mouthful of porridge slowly.

"Just now, the slave and maid had sent someone to inquire. I heard that Jiuye left the palace and soon went to Linglong Pavilion. Later, King Anling also went, and then the two of them..." Zhaojun hesitated.

The floor drain in Yan Yu's heart beats a beat, and the last porridge he had just drunk stopped in his throat and forgot to swallow it.

"What's the matter? Hugged, kissed, or slept together? You mean it!" Diao Chan asked seriously.

Zhaojun glanced at Diao Chan, lowered his eyelashes, and said slowly: "This kind of thing, you can imagine for yourself, I am a girl who can't say it."

"Oh!" Diao Chan lowered her head and imagined herself.

Yan Yu slowly put down the bowl, Zhaojun walked over respectfully and said: "Master, you use another bowl."

Yan Yu didn't speak, but wiped his hands with Jinpa slowly, got up and walked out. Looking at the direction he went out, he didn't go back to the wing to rest, but went out of the house.

Qin Jiu came out of Linglong Pavilion with a little red face and rode back to the house in a carriage.

The night was getting dark and there were few pedestrians in the street. Qin Jiu was a little sleepy listening to the sound of rolling wheels. There are loquats and Mu Yufei stopped, and she doesn't drink much alcohol today. But after running around for a day, she was a bit tired after all, not to mention that she was in bad shape now.

There was loquat guarding outside, and Qin Jiu leaned against the car wall and fell asleep. During this sleep, she slept very deeply, and when she woke up, she found that there was silence around her, and she was still in the carriage.

She thought she was in the house, so she opened the curtain.

It was not the mansion where she lived outside, but a narrow alley.

Qin Jiu got out of the carriage and walked into the alley. The night breeze picked up, and the coolness passed through his single clothes, ironed onto his skin. It doesn't make people feel cold, but a refreshing coolness. There are several tall laurel trees planted in the alley, and the wind carries the fragrance of cinnamon, the rich sweet fragrance, which is intoxicating.

Three or four tiny golden sweet-scented osmanthus fluttered with the wind on Qin Jiu's clothes.

Qin Jiu finally knew where she was now.

This is a private house in Lijing City, not in Jinxiufang, but a residence for common people. Compared with Jinxiufang, the environment here is much cleaner. There are no big houses, but there are just such small courtyards next to each other. Although it's not big, they are all neatly packed.

She turned her head and saw the delicate small courtyard on the side of the alley by the dim moonlight. The white wall of the courtyard is still covered with green creepers, turning the white wall into a green wall. From the half-open fence, you can see the melons and pomegranate trees planted in the courtyard. The pomegranate has passed the blooming season, the branches and leaves are full of large pomegranates, and some have stretched their mouths, revealing the crystal clear and ruddy seeds.

That year, she and Yan Su accidentally strolled here and were attracted by this courtyard. In fact, they were mainly attracted by the easy life of A Weng and grandma living in the courtyard.

The old couple has no children, but they support each other and live a happy life. The old man personally picked the melons and fruits grown in the courtyard to entertain the two of them. The grandma picked a few big pomegranates and gave them to them, saying that pomegranates had many seeds. At that time, she did not hear the other meanings of the grandma's words, but Yan Su knew it, but did not remind her. She calmly watched her take the pomegranate joyfully, and her mouth was full of juice.

Later, he said, if you like this place, I will buy it in the future and give it to you.

She said, okay! I think the night here is very peaceful, so we call it Qingyeyuan from now on?

He said, okay, we also plant a pomegranate tree in the yard.

She said, why?

He smiled at her: There are so many pomegranates!

Only then did she wake up, the meaning of that many sons, blushed instantly, punched him in shame, and he laughed.

That night, that cool autumn night, the fragrance of the laurel tree, the sweetness of pomegranate, and the warmth of his kiss, and Qing Ye Yuan, were branded in her heart.

However, both she and him actually understood that Qing Ye Yuan was just a dream in his and her hearts. With his and her identities, they would never be able to live such an easy life like the old couple here.

Qin Jiu glanced at Qingyeyuan again, turned to the loquat, and asked with frowning, "Why do you remember bringing me here?"

Loquat said lightly: "Just to make you forget."

Qin Jiu smiled lightly, "I have forgotten it a long time ago."

She looked into the courtyard again.

Inside the courtyard is a small building with white walls and blue tiles on the second floor. At this time, from the windows on the second floor, a bright white light came out.

Three years later, the old couple were still alive and still living here happily. Qin Jiu was still happy when he thought of this.

She looked up at the window for the last time, only to see the figure of a man and a woman on the window paper. They looked like a young couple. The joy that had just risen in Qin Jiu's heart dissipated. It turned out that the yard had changed owners.

Qin Jiu walked out along the alley. When she was at the entrance of the alley, she looked back again and let the loquat leave there in a carriage.

In the wind, the intoxicating fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus remains.

The figure of the man and the woman flashed clearly in his mind.

She recognized that the man was Yan Su, and as for the woman, it should be Su Wanxiang. Presumably, in another alley, there must be a carriage from Anling Palace.