Marriage Under the Heavens

He stiffened his back and looked at the drops of blood in silence, only feeling that his heart seemed to fall here in pieces, and he couldn't pick it up anymore. A kind of pain spread from the fingertips to the heart, and then permeated every corner of the body, like despair of unlovable life, slowly swallowing him until it was overwhelmed.

The sound of the string breaking surprised Yu Bing, and she hurriedly walked over. I saw broken strings, blood splashes on the piano, and Yan Su's scratched fingers. Yu Bing was startled, and hurriedly took out the veil to stop the bleeding of Yan Su's finger.

"His Royal Highness, the sky is about to dawn, you have to face up for a while, so let's lie down for a while." Yan Su, like a clay sculpture and wood carving, let Yu Bing support him and lie down on the bed, closing his eyes and making no sound.

Yubing didn't know if Yan Su was asleep or what was wrong, so she put down the curtain and sat on the side of the bed guarding not to go away. She didn't know what had happened, but she was sensitively aware that the prince had suffered a blow.

The night is gone, and the dawn has come. The daylight climbed up the window pane and cast a faint halo on the ground.

Yan Su still did not move.

He missed the hour when Mao Shi went up to court, something that would never happen before.

The shadow of the sun shifted, and it was almost noon, and the sound of selling sweet-scented osmanthus cake came from the alley, mixed with the laughter of other children.

Yan Su still did not move.

The worry in Yu Bing's heart grew stronger and stronger. After all, she couldn't help but whispered: "Your Highness, it's time to get up."

No one in the tent answered. If it were not for Yubing who helped Yan Su lying on the bed personally, and sat here personally for so long, she almost thought there was no one on the bed.

"His Royal Highness, it's time to get up!" Yu Bing raised his voice and said again.

There was still no sound inside, and Yubing was about to lift the curtain, and saw the curtain lifted from the inside. Yu Bing hung the curtain on the hook, and went to help Yan Su.

Her gaze swept over Yan Su accidentally, and she was stunned for a moment. After only one night, she didn't seem to know the person in front of her. He is obviously the prince, but he is not very similar. She looked carefully and found the difference.

It's the temple.

The hair on Yan Su's temples was originally pitch black as ink-stained, but now it is slightly frosty, which is looming under the sunlight, adding a sense of vicissitudes to him.

Yu Bing's eyes widened in surprise, staring at the few strands of Shuanghua beside Yan Su's temple, speechless.

Overnight, the young and handsome Anling King seemed to be ten years old.

When Qin Jiu woke up, the sky was already bright. This was the most peaceful sleep she had had in the past few years, but she had no dreams.

She opened her eyes slowly, and for a while, she couldn't adjust to the sudden light. She squinted her eyes, only to realize that she was sleeping on the eaves, the sky was already bright, and there was sunlight jumping among the leaves.

She moved again, only to realize that she was held in her arms by Yan Yu. She leaned on his chest obediently, and his powerful arms were wrapping her waist, holding her firmly in his arms. The strong masculine breath burned on her cheeks, and she could feel his heartbeat hitting her eardrum, again and again, shaking her consciousness forcefully.

Qin Jiu couldn't believe it, that's how she was held in his arms and slept all night. She raised her face and looked at it from this angle, and she could see the elegant lines of Yan Yu's jaw.

Yan Yu didn't sleep. He soon discovered that Qin Jiu was awake. He bent down, and Qin Jiu watched that handsome and evil face gradually enlarge before her eyes. She didn't know how to react for a long while. Yan Yu asked in a low voice: "Did you sleep well?" There was a trace of fatigue on his handsome face, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Qin Jiu pushed Yan Yu away, sat up from his arms and stroked the messy hair on the side of his temple, "I was too tired yesterday, why didn't you wake me up."

Yan Yu moved his arms and legs, only feeling that his arms and legs were numb. The corners of his lips twitched, "I see tears sleeping so soundly, how can I be willing to wake you up."

When Qin Jiu saw him, he knew that his arm must be numb when he held her like this all night. She approached him and beat his arm gently, "Yuheng, then you can take me into the house if you don't wake me up."

Yan Yu yawned and leaned in front of her with a mean smile, "If I hold you in the house, where can I be beaten by tears?"

Qin Jiu smiled, but never thought that Yan Yu was so considerate. She smiled sweetly, turned and sat on Yan Yu's lap, stretched her arms around Yan Yu's neck, and smiled sweetly: "Yuheng, can you do me a favor?"

Yan Yuxie smiled and whispered in her ear: "Don't say it's doing you a favor, it's just letting me burn, kill and plunder me, but I can't do it for nothing." He said that he moved his face together. come.

Qin Jiu understood what Yan Yu meant. She blinked, just about to meet his request, her eyes flicked over Yan Yu's lips, her eyes suddenly narrowed. The rouge on the corners of Yan Yu's lips had not been wiped off. It turned out that he had insulted her while she was asleep, and she hadn't noticed it at all. Qin Jiu was shocked, and the smile on the corner of his lips slowly condensed.

Qin Jiu raised his hand to caress the corners of Yan Yu's lips, a trace of awe-inspiring flashed in his eyes, "Yuheng, what is this?"

Yan Yu suddenly seemed to have been arrested as a kid who was stealing food. He looked around and talked about him, "You just said, what can I do for you?"

Qin Jiu lazily smiled and said, "I want to go to the prison."

"Okay, I'll arrange it!" Yan Yu smiled lightly.

Qin Jiu smiled, stood up calmly, and left Yan Yu's embrace. Yan Yu narrowed his eyes.

Qin Jiu is very charming, but no matter whether she smiles enchantingly or charmingly, no matter how close she is to him, or even sleeping in his arms all night, after waking up, he can still feel her. Deliberately maintaining a sense of distance with him.

The two came down from the roof, cleaned up, and left Wuyouju.

Yan Yu still has his business to do. Su Qing was interrogated yesterday, which involved the case of the Bai family. He had already agreed with Taifu Yu Xuanyu yesterday and went to the imperial court today to request a retrial of the case of the Bai family.

Qin Jiu went to the prison.

The prison can be said to be the most eerie and scary place in the world. Once here, there is almost no possibility of going out.

Yan Su Ning stood at the door of the prison, staring at Su Qing sitting in the corner of the straw pile.

"His Royal Highness, you are here." Su Qing's voice was extremely flat, without the slightest ripple.

Yan Su didn't speak, his cold eyes fixed on him.

"Your Highness is here, I must not ask about the old minister's ordnance smuggling case, but about the case of the Bai family!" Su Qing dragged the shackles on his feet and walked slowly to Yan Su. When he glanced over Yan Su's white hair, he was shocked and smiled tragically, "So, after all, did your Highness find out?"

Yan Su narrowed his eyes coldly, and grabbed Su Qing's skirt through the fine iron fence of the cell.

"Su Qing, tell me, where is she?" When Yan Su asked these words, his voice was trembling. He was afraid of asking this question, and even more afraid of the answer to this question, but he still wanted to ask.

"She died a long time ago!" Su Qing looked at Yan Su's eyes and said word by word, "Didn't you guess it a long time ago? Otherwise, how did your gray hair come from? Your highness, for so many years, you haven't forgotten She, isn't Susu bad? Susu is not bad at all!"

"Heh," Yan Su's eyes were calm and there was a flash of sadness. He let go of his five fingers feebly, and a sneer rose from the corner of his lips.

In this world, is there any woman who can compare to her in his heart.

In his heart, every corner was occupied by her frown and smile, and no gap was found. This mortal world, three thousand weak waters, beautiful and charming, he only loves her grace and grace, loves her immaculate dust, loves her prettiest country, the people's peace of mind, loves her pair of weak shoulders that can bear heavy tasks .

"His Royal Highness, the veteran is not afraid of death. But the veteran is doing everything for His Highness. Without removing the Bai family, His Highness has no chance to sit in that seat. It is even more impossible for Your Highness to still like Bai Suxuan."

"Shut up!" Yan Su said coldly, although his voice was not loud, but the majesty and icy murderous intent in the words still made Su Qing stop talking.

"Su Qing, you are not qualified to say her name." With an indifferent voice, the surrounding air seemed to instantly become ice.

Su Qing was silent. After a while, he said with a bit of heartache: "His Royal Highness, can it be said that you really want to smuggle weapons in the armory for a woman... The old minister is all for the great cause of your Highness. Please be careful, Qian We must not allow King Yan to find out that this case is related to His Highness, otherwise, I am afraid that His Highness will no longer have the opportunity to compete for the position."

Yan Su was silent.

Su Qing looked at the expression in Yan Su's eyes, secretly startled.

"His Royal Highness, do you really want to vindicate the Bai family, I'm afraid, it's not that easy. The Holy Master won't approve it. Your Highness will die this heart, or don't go to the Holy Master to ask for trouble. You know, you The relationship with your majesty has just eased, so don't make the father, son, and ruler unhappy because of this."

"I'm sorry you care!" Yan Su smiled faintly.

Qin Jiu walked in the long corridor of the sky prison. On both sides of the corridor were cells. Although it was blue and white, it was gloomy and dark. There is no distinction between day and night here. Although there are dim oil lamps on the walls, they are not bright. The dim yellow light is like a ghost fire in the netherworld.

The more he walked in, the colder Qin Jiu's heart became.

She listened to the various voices of the prisoners on both sides of the prison, some shouting, some crying, some going crazy, smelling the rancid smell in the air, and her heart throbbed. His father, mother, brothers, and all his relatives have spent the darkest days here.

The guards of the Tian Prison personally led Qin Jiu to the innermost cell, which was an independent cell that held only one prisoner. Because the prisoners here are all high-ranking officials, the cell is neat and clean, but because the air is blocked, there is still some unpleasant smell.

The person detained here is Su Qing.