Marriage Under the Heavens

Xiao Lebai furrowed his brows, and a glimmer of light flashed in his details. He turned his head to Qin Jiu and said, "Jiuye, the king of Anling is afraid to come to you?"

Qin Jiu smiled bitterly, even Xiao Lebai guessed it. It seems that the Liangzi relationship between her and Yan Su is well known in the world. "Approximately, I will get out of the carriage now, and I won't cause trouble to Grand Sile." Qin Jiu just moved his body, before the curtain of the carriage was opened, the curtain of the carriage was opened.

The snow outside hasn't stopped, and the ground has been covered with white. The mountain road where the carriage stopped was located in a depression, and the terrain was slightly higher on both sides, presumably the three assassins jumped from above. At this time, the three men in black were all lying down on the mountain road, and a piece of solidified black blood was apparently poisoned to death.

Qin Jiu moved, only to feel that the cold wind mixed with snow flakes blowing in from the open car door was really cold to his bones. She moved two steps, then stopped.

It's so cold! Qin Jiu shrank her neck, she would freeze to death when she went out, so she changed her posture and leaned back in the carriage.

A dozen Jinwu Guards have surrounded Xiao Lebai's carriage as if they were approaching enemies. They kept their right hand holding the scabbard, as if the sword would be out of the scabbard at any time. It's just that when their chilly eyes looked into the carriage, they were slightly surprised.

In Xiao Lebai's carriage, because it was carrying Qin Jiu and his party, the entire carriage was almost filled with the winter plums they had picked. These red, white and white plum blossoms bloomed in the carriages, adding a bit of comedy to this kind of murderous scene.

After about a stick of incense, Qin Jiu saw Yan Su appear in his field of vision.

He seemed to have just got out of Su Wanxiang's carriage. He strode towards this side. He walked in awe-inspiring manner. The white fox fur cloak was tumbling in the wind, rolling up countless pieces of snow all over his body. As he got closer, Qin Jiu found that the white fox fur cloak he was wearing was stained with dots of blood.

Naturally, Yan Su would not be injured, and the blood on the assassin's body was also difficult to splash on his body. This blood is undoubtedly Su Wanxiang's, otherwise, he would not be so cold.

Yes, cold!

Yan Su, the king of Anling, was ruthless and ruthless in taking the lead in the rebellion. She used to listen to what others said. She has never seen him like that with her own eyes, and today, she thinks she has seen him.

There was a smile at the corner of his lips. Although he smiled, he did not smile. It was extremely cold and absolutely.

And his gaze, looking at her, as if looking at a dead thing.

Dead thing!

Qin Jiu was really sad!

Yan Su really treated Su Wanxiang like his heart, liver, and eyes. Or more precisely, taking care of one's life.

"Qin Jiu! What's your explanation for these three Assassins of Tianchen Sect?" Yan Su paused and asked slowly.

Qin Jiu's eyebrows were lightly locked, and beautiful eyes flowed: "His Royal Highness, I don't know if these three assassins are from the Tianchen Sect. But even if they are from the Tianchen Sect, must I send someone to do it? But they have no grievances or grudges against Miss Su."

Yan Su sneered coldly. After many years of experience in the Criminal Ministry, he naturally knew that the three assassins had died without evidence, and he did not seize any evidence from Qin Jiu. But he blocked her carriage, not to take her. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his sharp gaze lingered between Qin Jiu's eyebrows and eyes, and he smiled suddenly: "Qin Jiu, you'd better pray that there is nothing wrong with Wanxiang. If anything goes wrong with Wanxiang, I will make you look like this flower. When the voice fell, he stretched out his hand and swept the air, and the red plum that Qin Jiu put in the car was wrapped up by his sleeve wind. There was wisps of mist outside, and the red plum was spinning in the air. At that moment, Yan Su slapped Mei Zhi with a palm.

In an instant, the blossoming red plum suddenly exploded like fireworks in mid-air.

Afterwards, petals fell slowly from a height, as if a petal rain had fallen.

The scene is beautiful and bleak.

In Qin Jiu's eyes, the movement of the falling petals became very slow and slow...

So that she saw a handsome face in the rain of flowers, with a squishy smile on the corners of her lips: "Susu, this plum blossom is in a bottle for you!"

"It's so cold, why are you running to the mirror flower waters again? I said, I don't like plum blossom vases, they are so good that they are comfortable and fragrant on the tree. Besides, there are ready-made plum trees in this house, where do you use it? Run so far."

Qin Jiu shook his increasingly dizzy head and squinted at the red plum on the snow-white ground that had already been frustrated.

Loquat snorted coldly, got up as if about to rush out, Qin Jiu held him down.

She raised her eyes to look at Yan Su, her eyes filled with fire, and her face was shining brightly, like an angry rose. Holding Huang Mao's body, faintly trembling. The weather was so cold, she felt a little dizzy in her head.

For a long time, she sighed softly and spread out her hands helplessly, "Ms. Su is like a flower like a jade, where I can get it. Your Royal Highness has to say that I did it, and I can't help it."

Xiao Lebai glanced at Qin Jiu, and suddenly said to Yan Su faintly: "His Royal Highness Anling, please listen to the next sentence. After the Snow Festival, I met the master Qin. She has been in the forest to make plum blossoms, and There is no chance to tell anyone what to do. Your Royal Highness has always been fair and strict. It is better to investigate this matter clearly and not to wrong people."

Yan Su smiled coldly, turned around and hurried away. For him, the most important thing to do at this moment is to accompany the injured Su Wanxiang.

"Jiuye, how are you?" Loquat asked worriedly.

Qin Jiu shook her head, her head getting heavier and heavier, but her body seemed to float up. She weakly opened her eyes and smiled weakly at Xiao Lebai: "Xiao Sile, don't you really have to trouble you to send us back to the house this time? ."

She wrapped her clothes tightly and fell asleep in a daze.

She was dreaming. Or is it not a dream, but the past reality.

She heard the voice of loquat, the tone of begging, with a hint of crying, and it was accompanied by a "boom" kowtow, "I beg you, I beg you to save her."

A soft voice was accompanied by a low sigh, "If you can meet me, it is also your good fortune. I can indeed save her, but she is in this situation, it is better to go back, why suffer the pain of purgatory ."

"No! You must save her. We didn't meet you by accident. We have been looking for you in this mountain for ten days. She is struggling to survive!" Loquat continued to squawk.

"To live? Has she really survived for ten days?" The calm voice finally fluctuated. The man stepped forward and began to check her injuries. At the end, she said lightly, "So, Well, then I will save her life."

Then there is pain.

Pain deep into the bone marrow.

Heart-piercing pain.

Pain, never ending...

She didn't know if it took too long.

There seemed to be countless spots of light in front of his eyes, Qin Jiu slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes was a smoky moire tent embroidered with birds.

She moved her fingers, which are flexible. When you move your legs, your legs are flexible. She breathed a sigh of relief and realized that she was only infected with the wind and cold, and was not wrapped into zongzi again.

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead before she was convinced that she had just dreamed.

Lychee, who had been guarding the bed, saw Qin Jiu wake up, and said happily: "Jiuye, you finally woke up."

Litchi's smile was sincere, which at least made Qin Jiu understand that the one who killed a thousand swords Lian Yuren hadn't planned to let her die.