Marriage Under the Heavens

When Cuilan heard this, her eyes widened and said: "I am the principal offender, no others."

Yan Yu ordered Diaochan to lift the soles of Cuilan and Su Wanxiang's two pairs of shoes, and smiled lazily at Cuilan: "Also, this king will let you understand. You and Su Wanxiang's shoes The size is the same. It can be seen that your feet are the same size. The shoes are uniformly distributed by the inner court, so the two pairs of shoes are the same in terms of upper, fat or old. If you don’t have these two shoes It’s really hard to tell which pair is from whom you wear for how long. However, shoes are different from clothes. If you wear them for a long time, they will more or less reflect the owner’s information. These shoes have red sand soles , It is because the outer wear of the shoes is more serious, which shows that the owner's walking posture is accustomed to rolling his feet outwards. This pair of shoes has more severe internal wear. The owner of these two pairs of shoes has completely different walking posture. Comparing the walking posture of the two with these two pairs of shoes, you can naturally find out who these shoes belong to. Therefore, the shoes with red sand on the soles are not yours, but Su Wanxiang. You want to be in this king Playing tricks in front of me, it's still tender!"

After Yan Yu finished speaking, he leaned back in his chair lazily, staring at Su Wanxiang and smiling evilly.

Qin Jiu didn't expect that Yan Yu would be so careful, and he thought of the degree of shoe wear caused by the walking posture to judge which pair of shoes belonged to. She did not expect this.

Cuilan's face turned pale after Yan Yu's analysis. She glanced at Su Wanxiang and raised her head to Yan Yu: "Master, must your judgment be accurate? You can see the wear and tear of shoes by the walking posture. The degree, is it a bit far-fetched?"

"Forced?" Yan Yu's long eyes narrowed, but instead of looking at Cui Lan, he looked at Su Wanxiang, "Duke Duke, take the old shoes worn by Miss Su and Cui Lan to compare."

The prince soon sent someone to the house to search the old shoes that the two had worn from the package, and took them and compared them. Sure enough, Yan Yu was right. Su Wanxiang's shoes were all worn out on the outside of the shoes. It can be seen that these red sand-stained shoes belonged to Su Wanxiang.

Qin Jiu squinted at Su Wanxiang. The wind at the beginning of October was a bit bleak, and he plucked Su Wanxiang in a coarse cloth robe. She walked to Yan Yu step by step, her lips curled, and her smile was infinitely sad.

"Yuheng, how do you treat me like this?" Her words were not gentle, full of incomparable resentment, but also her own arrogance. Such a proud and arrogant woman said such sad words, even the cold and hard heart will inevitably turn into a pool of spring water.

Qin Jiu's heart sank slightly.

Yan Yu had pursued Su Wanxiang before, and he also told her that she could move anyone, but she could not hurt Su Wanxiang. Qin Jiu didn't know what Yan Yu was thinking about Su Wanxiang, but he still had some strange feelings in his heart.

Will Yan Yu be merciful?

"That said, I'm really cruel!" Yan Yu sighed, then frowned, "However, don't worry, I will send someone to take care of you in jail, and I will never let you suffer or let you Suicide until the day you were convicted and beheaded."

Yan Yu's eyes were full of affection, and he said softly and infinitely.

This tone is obviously love words!

Of course, it is better not to hear such love words!

Su Wanxiang stared at Yan Yu’s face, and suddenly smiled, “Well, Yan Yuheng, it’s not wrong for me to be planted in your hands.” She suddenly gave a vigorous vigor, and the two Xiaoqi who had been holding her flew left and right. Got out.

The sad and infinite face is now cold and cold, and the clothes on his body are blowing in the wind, the squeezing breath is rolled over, and the clothes that are dried on the bamboo poles hurl and fall with the wind.

Yan Yu raised his eyebrows calmly, "Su Wanxiang, do you think you can escape? You are all furnishings when you are a valiant rider, and when you are a palace, is the place where you can come and go?"

Qin Jiu took a step forward and whispered: "I want to take her out personally, you all get back!"

Yan Yu frowned and looked at Qin Jiu, with a hint of worry in his long eyes, but Qin Jiu smiled casually, "I'm fine, if I can't, you won't be too late!"

Yan Yu waved his hand unwillingly. The Xiaoqi in the courtyard, as well as the **** and the criminal slave who were in coats, scattered away. After a while, Qin Jiu and Su Wanxiang were left in the middle of the courtyard.

At this time when the sun was in full bloom, Qin Jiu stared at Su Wanxiang's eyes. At this moment, she had already determined that the person in front of her was her righteous sister Bai Xiujin.

The fire in her boudoir, the weapon in the dowry, the dragon robe in the mansion, if it weren't for the traitor in the mansion, how could it be done so easily. And that person is obviously Bai Xiujin.

Everyone talks about raising tigers.

Their Bai family also raised a vicious tiger.

She still remembers that when her father took her back to the mansion that day, she looked so timid, her eyes flickering and she dared not look at people. She heard from her father that the child's father had committed a crime and had already been sent to the frontier. She suffered while ransacking her home, so she became very courageous and asked her to take good care of her as her own sister.

She also said this to Bai Xiujin, and Bai Xiujin is also a smart woman. When she emerged from the shadow of the great changes in the family, she became empathetic, and she gradually became sympathetic to her sisters.

And who would have thought that it was this sister who eventually pushed their whole family into hell.

She slowly pulled out the flower bandage in her hand, and there was a bright red Manzhushahua blooming on it, which was the flower of hell. The wind in winter is very cold, like the wind blowing from the underworld, with a fateful coldness.

The two looked at each other, and the two pairs of different clear eyes were somewhat similar.

Su Wanxiang looked at the flower bandage in Qin Jiu's hand, the corners of her lips raised lightly, and a sneer appeared, "Do you think this three-legged cat can outperform me?"

Qin Jiufeng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Su Wanxiang calmly, but the light in his eyes was like a sharp sword bursting out of the sky, almost piercing the opposite person, "Why do you harm Shang Chuchu?"

Su Wanxiang smiled casually, "Qin Jiu, you are really nosy. I want to harm her, I only blame the woman for the bad luck, whoever lets her not marry someone else will marry Bai Ruogu's son. As long as the blood is flowing in. I will not let go of the Bai family's blood."

Sure enough, she harmed Shang Chuchu just to blame the durian. If Loquat did not rescue Shang Chuchu from the fire, if Chu Feng Leng was not in Lijing City, if she did not find the footprints, find out the culprit of her arson. Qin Jiu really didn't dare to think about the consequences of this incident.

Is such a cruel woman really Bai Xiujian?

Qin Jiu only felt an anger swelling in his chest, and with a wave of the flower bandage in his hand, a silver light thought of Su Wanxiang assaulting him. Bai Xiujin slowly drew out the silk ribbon around her waist and raised it casually. The silk ribbon was used to internal strength and turned out to be a soft sword.

Qin Jiu sneered at her lips, waved her jade hand, and several silk threads flew out on the flower bandage, and a biting murderous intent filled the silk threads.

"Today, I will know your evil skill for a while!" Su Wanxiang waved a soft sword in his hand and greeted him like a snake.

When Qin Jiu doubted Su Wanxiang's identity, he thought that she had martial arts. The fact is that it is so, and the skill is profound, obviously it has not been practiced overnight. If she does not practice evil arts, perhaps she is not Su Wanxiang's opponent at all.

In the huge courtyard, two slender figures walk around in the courtyard.

This is a fight between women, but it is also a life-threatening fight.

Qin Jiu will not let Su Wanxiang go, and Su Wanxiang also hates Qin Jiu.

The unseen internal force was released in the courtyard, and the clothes hanging on the bamboo poles were hit by the invisible sword energy, and they were constantly torn apart, shattering to pieces. The water basin was kicked over by the two of them, and the washing water flowed all over the floor. There was foam flying in the sunlight, but it was instantly split by sword energy.

Qin Jiu repeatedly avoided Su Wanxiang's fierce offensive, his fingers changed, and he threw a row of embroidery needles, flying towards Su Wanxiang with colorful silk threads, like a rainbow under the sun.

Su Wanxiang's face suddenly sank, his fierce offensive stopped, and he hurriedly resisted with a soft sword.

"Wonder, do you think a few embroidery needles can beat me?" Su Wanxiang approached with a sneer, but suddenly felt that the parts of the tiger's mouth, under the ears and neck of his palm seemed to be pricked by something.

She looked down, her eyes wink.

It turned out that the three embroidery needles hauling colorless silk thread have stuck on him at some point. Just now, she just avoided the embroidery needles with colored silk threads, but ignored the inconspicuous embroidery needles. The needle was obviously smeared with medicine. She was in a mess, shook her body, and sneered, "Qin Jiu, you are cheating!"

Qin Jiu raised his finger, retracted the embroidery needle, and looked at Su Wanxiang with a charming smile, "What about the fraud, you are not qualified to let me deal with it with all my strength."

Xiaoqi rushed forward and captured Su Wanxiang.

The sunlight is like water ripples, and Su Wanxiang's face seems to be distorted in the scorching sun. She looked back at her with an indifferent smile on her lips, "Qin Jiu, I won't let you go!"

Qin Jiu fixedly looked at her, the silver needle on the bandage in his hand reflected the dazzling silver light, "I will be waiting!"

Yan Yu walked forward quickly, glanced at Qin Jiu, and asked, "How are you?"

Qin Jiu nodded, "I'm fine! Su Wanxiang is related to the case of the Bai family back then, send someone to investigate!"

She knew that he would soon know that Su Wanxiang was Baixiujin, and of course he would soon know that he was not Baixiujin. Or maybe, he knew about Yan Yu's ability a long time ago, but he didn't say it, and she didn't want to say it.

Qin Jiu looked back at Yan Yu. He was commanding Xiaoqi to take Su Wanxiang and Cuilan away. The sunlight is like broken gold, sprinkled on his royal clothes woven and embroidered with gold threads, just like his people, dazzling and dazzling. The wind swayed his splendid king's clothes, and his robe flew like flowing clouds, glowing with gentle ripples.