Marriage Under the Heavens

You are cruel, ruthless, and cold. You can only laugh, not cry. No one knows that the blushing mole at the corner of your eye is a drop of dried blood.

A small blue sedan stopped on the side of the official road, and dozens of people were fighting outside the sedan.

Durian sat in the sedan chair, his heart rising and falling with the fighting outside. He can't remember how many assassinations he has suffered along the way, nor can he tell how many of them were killed. I just remember that when he set off, he was riding in a gorgeous golden carriage. Behind the carriage was surrounded by more than 20 attendants on horseback. Now, apart from the four bearers carrying the sedan chair, there are only three people outside fighting with the assassins. .

Durian moved around in the sedan chair and glanced at the woman sitting opposite him.

The woman was sitting on the beautiful mat in the sedan, her black hair slanted into a widow, and she looked lazy. She followed the gap in the window and watched the fight outside for a while, and put down the curtain as if a little tired, stretched out her hand to stroke the feathers of the red-billed parrot in her arms, and lazily closed her eyes.

Durian gritted her teeth secretly, and cursed in her heart: "Wonder girl, go to sleep, you will be killed in a while, and it will be your turn." He only felt that during the seventeen years he lived He hadn't suffered like this, even when he had an accident at home, he had never been a street beggar.

This suffering did not come from the assassination outside, but the woman in the sedan chair.

Just ask, if you stay in a sedan chair with a demon every day, and you are always worried about being eaten and wiped off by her, you will not feel good.

In addition to fear, this suffering also has a deep disgust.

Durian has never hated a person so much, and she is still a woman.

"Lian'er, do you want to go out and practice your skills too?" The woman opened her eyes at some unknown time and stared at him playfully, as if she could see through his mind.

Durian shuddered involuntarily, hurriedly sat down and said respectfully: "The slave is willing to protect Jiuye, and he will die." After that, he poured a cup of hot tea and handed it over carefully, "Jiuye, this is The minion is pouring tea for you for the last time."

Qin Jiu didn't pick up the tea, but quietly squinted at the durian.

It is said that she was used to squinting her eyes when killing people. Suddenly, durian jumped out of her mind, her hands trembled slightly, and a chill slowly rose on her back.

He stared at the opposite eyes with fear.

Slightly flying corners of the eyes, dense and long eyelashes. When the eyelashes were slightly squinted, it seemed to arouse all the charm. A blushing mole on the corner of his left eye added a trace of sadness out of thin air in the evil spirit.

"Lian'er is so commendable for being so loyal. For your words, I am also reluctant to let you go out to die!" Qin Jiu said with a smile. Her voice is neither clear nor delicate, but rather like a long-lasting guqin, a little dull and low, a little lonely and cold, and a little charming.

Durian's heart loosened, and then he realized that there was sweat all over his back. Although he was tricked, he saved his life temporarily. He knew that his martial arts was weak, and he would die if he went out. He didn't want to die, in order to survive, he had to cater to this witch.

The sound of fighting outside finally ceased, and someone reported outside the sedan: "Jiuye, all the assassins have been killed!"

Qin Jiu took a sip of tea and said lightly: "So, enter the city. Today is the Spring Festival. After entering the city, go straight to Tianmen Street!"

Durian did not expect that Qin Jiu was still in the mood to play at this time, and secretly cursed "the demon girl must not die."

Qin Jiu glanced at the durian and said slowly: "Every year on the Yuan Festival, the imperial court will issue an imperial decree. After nightfall, you can set off fireworks in front of the Qingyun Tower at the end of Tianmen Street. Lijing is the ancient capital of the three dynasties and is known as the largest city on the Yuncang mainland. The nobles and businessmen of many countries are not far away, and they are attracted to Lijing. On a big day like today, you can not only see foreign people with different clothes and shoes, but also BMW sheep felt from large countries. The precious gems of Pan Kingdom, the birds and the swords of Ye Kingdom, if you are lucky, you can also see the beauty of Yunshao Kingdom."

Durian has never been to Lijing. Hearing that there is so much excitement to watch, he immediately refreshed himself, forgetting the exhaustion of running all the way and the fear of being assassinated just now.

"Jiuye, have you ever been to Lijing?" Durian asked curiously.

Qin Jiu lowered his eyelashes and slowly said, "I have been here as a child."

The bearer rushed all the way, and finally rushed to Lijing City before dark.

The small sedan chair from Xuande went straight into Lijing, passed Deqingfang, crossed a few streets, turned the East Corner Tower, and reached Tianmen Street.

Qin Jiu opened the curtains and stared at the crowds and lanterns outside. The cold wind poured in through the gap, and she subconsciously wrapped the cloak tightly around her body, and was about to put down the curtain, her eyes suddenly fixed on a lantern.

"Carrier, stop the sedan chair!" Qin Jiu said manly.

When Durian first arrived at Lijing, he was interested in everything. Seeing that Qin Jiu was about to get off the sedan chair, this was exactly what he wanted, and he hurriedly came over to help her get off the sedan chair.

Qin Jiu helped Durian's hand under the sedan chair, and walked straight to the lantern. She has a graceful posture, and her movements are elegant, and her garnet red cloak is particularly prominent in the crowd. The red-billed parrot had woken up, stopped on Qin Jiu's shoulder and looked around. Durian and the three attendants did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly chased them. The four bearers followed them with their sedan chair.

On Tianmen Street that night, apart from the most people, there were the most lanterns, dotted the entire street like a market in the sky.

Dengshan fire trees, gorgeous and blurred, it is a prosperous time.

In front of Qin Jiu was a restaurant named "Linglong Pavilion", with many colorful lights hanging in front of the building, and mystery faces hanging below.

The lantern that Qin Jiu saw was among the lanterns.

It is a hexagonal lantern, which is not very eye-catching at first glance, but when you look closely, it is different from other lanterns. The person who made the lantern obviously used a lot of thought, and the frame outside the frame was not paper but white silk. The paintings on silk are not dyed or painted, but embroidered.

The six sides of the lantern are embroidered with bamboo, but each one is different. Bamboo in the wind, bamboo in the rain, bamboo in the fog, bamboo under the moon, bamboo under the sun, frost covered bamboo.

The rain silk in the bamboo in the rain is a silk thread woven in white silk, and when reflected by the light in the lantern, the looming rain silk appears, the wetness coming from the pavement is vivid. The thick fog of the bamboo in the mist is more ingenious. It uses a variety of different weaves to make the entire white silk show a difference in thickness. This difference is illuminated by the light, and it shows a different density of fog.

The artistic conception of each painting is different, and the shape of bamboo is also different. It is hard to imagine that one person can embroider bamboo with so many different charms.

Seeing that Qin Jiu was attracted by the lantern, Durian also took a closer look, seeing the brocade on the lantern, his eyes widened. His family was also a home of wealth before, but he had never seen such exquisite brocade and embroidery.

"It's amazing. This lantern is a treasure. The Imperial Capital is really a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden. The woman who makes this lantern is a strange woman with exquisite thoughts." Durian couldn't help but be surprised.

Qin Jiu sneered and said, "Wonderful girl? Go and ask the manager to come over and ask where you got this lantern? Can you shoot it?"

Seeing Qin Jiu's face dull, Durian guessed that she must be jealous of the woman who makes a lantern. He was in a good mood and went to the manager of Linglong Pavilion.

Linglong Pavilion’s steward was a young man. He was watching everyone guessing in front of the building. After listening to the durian, he regretfully waved his hand and said, “I’m telling you, many people will buy this lantern tonight. It’s just that you moved to Jinshan Silver. I can’t sell the mountain either. Except for this bamboo lamp, you can choose anything else at will."

Durian wondered: "Why not sell it?"

The steward lowered his voice and said, "To tell the truth, this bamboo lamp is not owned by our Linglong Pavilion, but someone placed it here, and he will come to pick it up soon."

Qin Jiu didn't give up, and smiled and asked, "I don't know who deposited it here? We want to wait a while. If he comes, we will buy it from him."

The man in charge glanced at Qin Jiu and said with a smile: "I'll tell you the truth, that customer must not sell it. Because he stores the lanterns to please his sweetheart. The lanterns are placed here, and he will show his favorites later. Come buy it. So don't wait any longer."

Durian knows that some wealthy elders often use extraordinary methods to please the people they like. There are also people who buy their own things at such high prices and smile at their sweethearts.

Seeing that Qin Jiu didn't intend to leave, Durian tentatively said, "It's okay for us to wait."

The steward pointed forward and whispered: "He's here."