Marriage Under the Heavens

This time it was Zhaoping's turn to be silent.

Qin Jiu didn't know why Zhaoping and Xie Dichen separated back then, but she knew very well that Zhaoping liked Xie Dichen.

"I have nothing to say to him, I don't want to see him!" Zhaoping lowered his eyelids and said yoyo.

"Zhaoping, tell me, why did you and Xie Dichen separate back then?" Qin Jiu asked again.

Zhaoping raised his eyes to look at Qin Jiu, gritted his teeth, and said bitterly: "That person, he only listens to the second brother, I think he is not pleasing to the eye."

Qin Jiu sighed and said softly: "It's because of the accident in the Bai family, you think he is also an accomplice, don't you? Zhaoping, I really can't help you!"

Zhaoping's eyes were red again, "Susu, as long as you are alive, there is nothing wrong with me."

Qin Jiu smiled softly, but there was a faint sadness that Zhaoping couldn't understand or penetrate.

"The Xie family belongs to your second elder brother. This time Ping Lijing has also done a good job, but after all, he participated in the forced imperial palace. I am afraid it is inevitable to be exiled. Zhaoping, you must at least see Xie Dichen."

This time, Yan Su forced the palace, and Xie's family fell. She raised her head to look at the sky, and the fine rain was floating in the air. This may be the last rain of the year.

Zhaoping frowned, "Susu, stop talking about him, okay?"

Qin Jiu gave Zhaoping a sad look. She knew that Zhaoping still cared. Xie Dichen was exiled. She didn't know if there was still a chance of reconciliation between them.

"Susu, do you know that my father wants to make the seventh uncle the emperor's younger brother?" Zhaoping said suddenly.

The emperor's brother? !

These three words were like a sharp blade, splitting the dense dark clouds in the sky, Qiu Yu, and it became more urgent in an instant.

"You are, what your father said?" Qin Jiu asked, squinting.

She opened the purple bamboo umbrella in her hand and watched the rain continue in her vision.

Zhaoping nodded, and said: "The emperor father summoned a few veteran officials and seemed to be discussing the matter. The birthday of the emperor father will be a few days later. He intends to test the meaning of the hundred officials at the birthday banquet. I think, This matter is almost settled!"

"Emperor brother?" Qin Jiu slowly frowned.

As early as when she made an alliance with Yan Yu, she had said that she would help him get that seat.

Now, is it finally done?

"Susu, my second brother forced the palace and never had the opportunity to inherit the position. Now, among the royal family, only Uncle Seven is the most suitable candidate. I want to ask, is this your original goal? You Was it because you wanted to help Uncle Qi from the beginning? You and Uncle Qi, the two of you, are they already together?"

Qin Jiu chuckled, but there was an inexplicable coldness in her cynical smile, "Zhaoping, so many questions, which one do you want me to answer first?" She wandered forward, the floating skirt melted into the rain and fog, and her back was transparent. With a thin cold.

"Susu, are you reluctant to see my second brother because of Uncle Seven?" Zhaoping asked unwillingly to catch up.

Qin Jiu stopped, the raindrops falling on the purple bamboo umbrella, rustling. Perhaps because of the sound of rain, she was a little confused in her heart, but she knew that she didn't want to see Yan Su, because she really had nothing to say with him. That day, when she saw him fall to the ground, desperately trying to walk in front of her, for some reason, she felt that she suddenly let go.

At that moment, she no longer hated him.

"It's raining hard!" Qin Jiu turned his head and smiled at Zhaoping.

Zhaoping sighed and looked at Qin Jiu sadly, but she also knew that there was nothing she could do about the matter between them.

After an autumn rain, the weather became colder again. But the chrysanthemums in the yard, not afraid of the cold, bloom like a fire.

Sitting in the warm pavilion, Qin Jiu could also smell the fragrant floral fragrance. Today, Durian will go to Lenggong to interrogate Concubine Hui. She has been waiting for the news after the interrogation, but it is almost dusk, and there is no news from Durian, and Qin Jiu gradually feels a little uneasy. The case of the Bai family is drawing to a close. If there are branches at this moment, I am afraid that all previous efforts will be abandoned.

Hong Luo and Lu Ling looked at Qin Jiu frowning, and couldn't help asking, "Is the master worried about Concubine Hui's accident? Since they are in the cold palace, there are guards guarding them, and Cai Gongfeng has sent people to take care of them. Master Qin went to arraignment, it may not be finished."

Qin Jiu shook her head. She hoped that she was more concerned. She knew where her anxiety came from, and she always felt that things would not go so smoothly.

Hong Luo and Lu Ling set up dinner, but she didn't want to eat, and was about to go out to check, loquat hurried in.

"Jiuye, Master Qin has an accident." Loquat said with a solemn expression.

Qin Jiu's heart sank, stroking the beating eyebrows, and slowly sat down and asked, "Let's talk!"

"There is news from the palace, saying... that Master Qin has committed the crime of deceiving the emperor and has now been detained."

Qin Jiu squinted, and a sharp expression passed across her phoenix eyes, "So, is the relationship between Lian'er and Situ's family found?"

If Durian has committed the crime of deceiving the emperor, there is only one thing, his life experience. The case of the Bai family involves Situ Zhen. If the durian is turned out of the identity of Situ Yi, then it is indeed a crime of deceiving the emperor, and because of this identity, the durian in the case of the Bai family should definitely not be the presiding trial .

Loquat nodded, "I heard that some courtiers expressed doubts about the case of the Bai family tried by Durian, so they asked the Lord to send someone to review it again."

Qin Jiu smiled coldly, "Re-review?"

Does anyone want to turn the case over again? Now that the durian has been investigated, many of them have evidence. It is impossible to determine the case of the Bai family. However, the weapon in the dowry and the person embroidering the dragon robe may not be so easy to find out.

Qin Jiu sighed. She originally wanted to leave a way for the durian, but now it seems that he could not walk the last way. Perhaps, God is destined to be uneasy in his life.

"Jiuye, do you want to enter the palace at this time?" Loquat asked.

"Where is Lian'er locked up now?" Qin Jiu asked.

Loquat said: "In the Ministry of Justice, where there are our people, there will be no danger."

Qin Jiu nodded, squinted and sneered, "Tomorrow is the birthday of Emperor Qing. Perhaps, I should prepare a gift for him."

Now that the "Mid-Autumn Festival" has been more than 20 days away, the birthday of Emperor Qing is gradually approaching, because it is the 50th birthday, so the Ministry of Rites has already begun preparations before the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Mid-Autumn Festival was put on hold for a few days in the middle, and now it's starting to operate again. Because Qin Jiu also made a contribution this time, Emperor Qing allowed her to attend the dinner.

Qin Jiu finished dinner, Hong Luo and Lu Ling waited for her to take off her coat, sitting at the table in a moonlight dress, staring at the candlelight in a daze.

Are you finally going to take this step?

The candle flame was beating, and a handsome face was looming in the light.

He smiled and said: "Look at this, do I need to cooperate with your Tianchen Sect?"

Qin Jiu clinging to the tea cup chuckled and said, "I want to help the prince sit on the emperor's seat while preventing King Anling from becoming an emperor."

Those are her words.

She remembered it carefully. In fact, she didn't know if she really wanted to help him sit on the emperor's seat. Now it seems that she is destined to be unable to do so.

The yellow hair sleeping on the shelf under the porch suddenly yelled excitedly, "Smelly cat, you stinky cat!"

Qin Jiu was slightly surprised, walked quickly to the door of the house, and opened the door.

"Teardrops, it's cold, why are you still wearing such thin clothes!" A lazy and light voice sounded, and Qin Jiu could hear the voice, which was Yan Yu who had not seen him for many days.

Perhaps it was because she was thinking of him just now, and she couldn't help being surprised when she heard her voice at once.

The clear and shallow fragrance of flowers permeated the cool night, and the chrysanthemums in the yard were in full bloom. Under the dim light, it seemed to be covered with a hazy gauze.

Yan Yu was standing among the chrysanthemum bushes, his robe dangling under the night wind, making him look differently proud. A pair of long eyes stared at her closely, shining with confusing light.

This person suddenly appeared in her courtyard at night without saying hello.

"It turned out to be Yuheng. I haven't seen you for many days. Why did you come here at this time?" Counting it, Yan Yu hasn't appeared in front of her for more than 20 days since we met on the Mid-Autumn Night. Presumably, something is going on.

"Yeah, I haven't seen you for a long time. The teardrops must be because I was thinking hard, right? Let me see, can it make me haggard?" Yan Yu moved his steps and walked slowly in front of her. The light of the glazed lamp shone on his face, and Qin Jiu realized that he seemed to be haggard. Although the corners of his lips were smiling, the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were slightly tired.

His gaze lingered softly on Qin Jiu's face, as if he was really watching whether Qin Jiu was thin. The corners of Qin Jiu's lips burst into a flower-like smile, "Yu Heng looks thin, does he miss me?"

Yan Yu said without hesitation: "Yes!"

In the yard, Huang Mao had already been chasing with the black cat. Yan Yu crossed Qin Jiu and entered her house on his own. In the dead of night, Qin Jiu deliberately prevented him from entering the house, but he didn't need to think about it or know that it was impossible. This plague **** was not so easy to send.

Yan Yu entered the room, glanced around the room, and took a fancy to the bed that Qin Jiu had just made, walked straight towards it, and lay on her bed.

Well, although her reputation is not very good, she is a woman after all. He didn't call his boudoir in the middle of the night, and took her bed as a matter of course. What was it going to do?

Qin Jiu was about to get angry, but listened to him leisurely say: "Teardrop, I am exhausted, let me rest with you for a while?"

This tone was too bitter, as if she drove him away, it was like abusing him. Qin Jiu felt that he was stuck in his chest and could not send it out again.