Marriage Under the Heavens

In order to act low-key, Durian and Shang Sisi did not go to Yeting, only Qin Jiu and Yan Yu led Xiaoqi.

In the carriage, Yan Yu sat diagonally across from Qin Jiu with arms folded, his handsome face half hidden in the shadows, only a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes stared at Qin Jiu quietly, "The arsonist, you probably know it!"

Qin Jiu nodded, "I'll be in Yeting later, please let the prince let me go in first, and send someone to arrest someone after the investigation is clear, okay?"

"Naturally!" Yan Yu said lazily, smiling like a lotus.

Qin Jiu hesitated and asked, "Master, I want to ask you something very important. Your fief is in Linzhou. Back then, my father was assigned to the northern frontier, but now, he has suddenly lost it. Their tracks, can you help find out their whereabouts?"

"Your father?" An inexplicable deep smile appeared on the corner of Yan Yu's lips, as if she didn't know who her father was.

Qin Jiu thought to himself, he would not have forgotten what he had told him that he was Bai Xiujin. What does this expression mean now?

"I mean my father Cui Yuhan." Qin Jiu said definitely.

"Oh," Yan Yu suddenly realized, "I was shocked. I thought you were talking about British father Bai Yan. I wonder, when did Lord Bai be sent to Northern Xinjiang?"

Qin Jiu frowned, "Master Bai is my foster father. I asked Cui Yuhan, my biological father."

After saying this sentence, Qin Jiu felt wrong, she blurted out Cui Yuhan's name, and she said it twice. As children, they should not speak out the names of their parents and elders in this way.

Yan Yu, as if he hadn't noticed it, said with a lazy smile: "Foster father is also a father."

"Do you know their whereabouts?" Qin Jiu asked.

"They!" Yan Yu paused, glanced at her, and smiled, "Jiuye, you may not know, your father, he is not your father at all."

Qin Jiu was a little confused, and asked, "What did you say?"

Yan Yu glanced at her indifferently, and said with a serious face: "Your father, Cui Yuhan's family was sent to the frontier soon, and they encountered an assassination. They are no longer in this world. In the family that died, there was Cui Yuhan's daughter Cui Mingming. I feel very puzzled. I think you are obviously Cui Mingming, Cui Yuhan’s daughter, who was renamed Bai Xiujin after being entrusted to Bai’s house. Why is there another Cui Mingming here? The person I sent to investigate this matter finally found Cui A servant of the family, he said, Cui Mingming did follow Master Cui to Northern Xinjiang, so Cui Mingming who died was the real one. As for Cui Mingming who was later entrusted to the Bai family, he was actually a stand-in. So, Cui Yuhan is not your father. "

Qin Jiu looked at Yan Yu's face and knew that he was not foolish. It was the first time she knew that Bai Xiujin was not the daughter of his father's former friend Cui Yuhan, but the daughter of her father's former friend. If this were the case, then Bai Xiujin would have conspired when she came to her house. She was still shocked by this news. If Bai Xiujin was not Cui Mingming, who was the Bai Xiujin entrusted to the Bai family back then? In other words, what exactly does Cui Yuhan want to do, and does his father Bai Yan know about this?

Qin Jiu asked: "How do you know these things?"

Yan Yu raised eyebrows lightly and looked at Qin Jiu quietly, "Because I suspected that you were not Bai Xiujin at first, I went to investigate their whereabouts. Now I believe you are Bai Xiujin. But you are not Cui Mingming. "

It turned out that he had investigated the matter as early as when she said that she was Bai Xiujin. He said he believed that he was Bai Xiujian, but in her ears, it seemed as if he didn't believe it at all.

He even found out such a secret thing, so she could be sure that Yan Yu actually knew that he was not Bai Xiujin. As for whether he knew he was Bai Suxuan, she was not sure, but she decided not to ask.

Yan Yu didn't intend to let her go. He squinted and asked, "Jiuye, why don't you know about this? Since you are the Bai family who replaced the Cui family daughter, who are you?"

Qin Jiu frowned and chuckled for a while, "One, someone who shouldn't be alive anymore."

Although the weather is sunny, Ye Ting gives people a gloomy feeling. The guards here are heavily guarded, the slaves are quietly doing their jobs, and no one dares to speak loudly. The palace is deep, and although there are many people, there is only silent silence everywhere. Only the sound of hammering the clothes passed through in a dull and monotonous manner.

Qin Jiu brought only Hong Luo and Lu Ling into the court, and the chief eunuch, the grandfather, brought the young **** out to greet him. Qin Jiu asked the location of the Huanyi girl, and followed the prince to the Huanyi courtyard.

Many bamboo poles are planted in the courtyard of the coat room, and clothes of various colors are dried on them. Because they were slaves of sin, most of the clothes they washed were the costumes of palace guards and eunuchs, mostly in cyan, without a hint of bright color.

A group of criminal slaves gathered together, **** silently. They work here on weekdays. They rarely see people coming in. When they suddenly see Qin Jiu and Hong Luo Lu Ling walking in, they all stop unconsciously and stare at them blankly.

The prince scolded: "Hurry up and work."

In the courtyard, the sound of making clothes was heard again and again.

Qin Jiu's gaze swept away, and he quickly saw Su Wanxiang. She was dressed in a coarse-cloth sin slave dress, which covered her slim figure. The fingers sticking out of her wide sleeves were soaked in cold water for a long time. It looks red. Su Wanxiang lowered his head, raised the clothes hammer in his hand, and beat the clothes on the blue stone vigorously.

Qin Jiu glanced over Su Wanxiang, smiled slightly at the prince beside him, and said in a low voice: "There is something to trouble the prince. We take off the shoes we wear under our feet and gather them together. We want to check it out."

The prince nodded and quickly ordered the little eunuchs to take action. After a while, he collected all the shoes of the criminal slaves and placed them in a side room for inspection. After a while, Hong Luo came over and said in Qin Jiu's ear: "Jiuye, it was found. There is indeed a pair of shoes with red sand on the soles, but it is not Su Wanxiang's, but Cuilan's."

Qin Jiu frowned slightly when he heard the words and followed Hong Luo into the house.

A pair of embroidered shoes on cloth was placed on the table. Hong Luo picked up the shoes, turned them over, and put them out against the sunlight. Sure enough, there were grains of fine sand shining red.

Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes, "Are you sure these pairs are from Cuilan?"

Hong Luo nodded and said, "There is Cuilan's name in these shoes."

Qin Jiu frowned slightly. If Cuilan and Su Wanxiang had only exchanged shoes, it would not be impossible, "Where are Su Wanxiang's shoes?"

Hong Luo quickly found Su Wanxiang's shoes and placed them on the side of Cuilan's shoes. Qin Jiu picked up two pairs of shoes and compared their sizes. The two pairs of shoes were actually the same size, fat and thin, that is to say, their feet were exactly the same size.

A cold light flashed across Qin Jiu's eyes. Is it such a coincidence?

At Mingyue Villa that day, Qin Jiu had fought against Cuilan, and it was almost impossible for Xiao to sneak into the Yunshao Country Post at night and leave Enron with her skill. However, the only clue that could catch Su Wanxiang in front of him was broken. If Cui Lan is willing to commit suicide for Su Wanxiang, she insists that these are her shoes, and the two feet are exactly the same size, I am afraid it will be difficult to pursue Su Wanxiang. Because, in the assassination of Mingyue Villa, Cui Lan was going to assassinate Shang Chuchu. Although Qin Jiu believed that Cui Lan was already Su Wanxiang's person at that time, her actions were also at the mercy of Su Wanxiang. However, at that time, Cui Lan was not Su Wanxiang's maid. Later, Yan Su arranged for Cuilan to be with Su Wanxiang.

Qin Jiu looked at the two pairs of shoes, lost in thought.

She can be sure that the person who set the fire will not be Cuilan!

Qin Jiu raised his head and said to Hong Luo on one side: "Send someone to call in Su Wanxiang."

What a little **** said to Su Wanxiang in the past, she raised her head and glanced at Qin Jiu, her eyes fluctuating slightly. She put down the clothes hammer in her hand, wiped her wet fingers on the placket, and walked over slowly. When she got closer, she respectfully saluted Qin Jiu: "It turns out that it was the Jiuye who came to visit Wanxiang. Wanxiang is grateful."

Qin Jiu hugged Diaoqiu tightly. Although it was cold in the winter, the chill that surged in his heart came from the person in front of him. She stared at Su Wanxiang's thick black eyelashes and looked at her fingers without a trace. The fingers were red, and it was true that they had been soaked in cold water for a long time, but there was no frostbite. Qin Jiu's gaze swept across the other women who were dressing up, and most of their fingers had frostbite.

"Miss Su's physique is good. On such a cold day, when she coats her clothes with cold water, her fingers just turn red." Qin Jiu said with a smile.

Su Wanxiang's eyelashes moved, and his expression remained cold and unwavering, "Jiuye said and laughed, and his parents, whose body is affected by hair and skin, are bitter slaves and dare not spare their body."

"Really, it turns out that Miss Su also knows to cherish her body, but, in this world, are there only parents whose body is affected by Miss Su?" Qin Jiu said slowly.

Shang Chuchu's unbearable skin floated in front of her eyes. Back then, she was lying on the bed so much pain that she had not really seen the burns on her body. This time, she witnessed it with her own eyes.

"Is Jiuye here to laugh at Banxiang? If nothing happens, Banxiang will go to Huanyi, please forgive me for leaving." A trace of grief flashed across her cold face, and she said slowly and slowly. .

Qin Jiu smiled. If Su Wanxiang was allowed to sing on the stage, she would be a master.

"I do have something!" Qin Jiu's flowery smile showed waves of coldness. She took a step closer and squinted to look at her. "Where was Miss Su last night?"