Marriage Under the Heavens

After the initial shock, the people under the high platform fell silent.

If it is said, Yan Yu's fireworks display on the Spring Festival is shocking. So, today Yan Yu's delivery of Peony was more shocking than shocking.

Not to mention that it is still cold, even in April and May, it is not easy to gather seven peonies of different colors. What's more, these seven-color peony also happened to be in full bloom at the same time today, with fragrance and beauty.

This heart is so precious.

If you are not very careful, how can you do it! ?

Even though Yan Yu was the devil that the Lijingcheng women avoided, but seeing him holding the peony in his hand and sending it to Su Wanxiang, every woman present was full of envy.

"Miss Su accept it!"

"Accept it!"

I don't know who yelled, and then someone yelled.

On the high platform, Yan Yu stood in front of Su Wanxiang with the peony in his hand, with a thrilling smile on his lips, and in the deep black eyes, there was an unpredictable depth flowing.

Su Wanxiang finally stopped coughing and hugged the Fengcloak that was covering her body. She raised her eyes and glanced at Yan Yu, then fixed her gaze on the peony in Yan Yu's arms.

In the flowerpot that Yan Yu held in his hands, a white peony was planted.

Three or two blooming brilliantly, three or two budding.

The blooming flowers are as big as a plate and white as jade. They are sprinkled in the wind and blooming gracefully.

The unbloomed bud, like a smiling beauty, hidden among the green leaves, still secretly scented.

Su Wanxiang moved his gaze from the flowers to the green leaves, and saw that the leaves seemed to be a little wilted. There was a bud hidden between the leaves, which looked slightly slender and pale, just like the blank of ink painting. She did not pick up the peony in Yan Yu's hand, but frowned slightly.

The people watching the excitement were originally waiting for Su Wanxiang to pick up the flower in Yan Yu's hand, but when she saw her, she seemed to look unhappy, and they were a little puzzled.

"Why is she unhappy?" Durian asked puzzledly, "Don't she like peonies?"

Qin Jiu took the Liuli lamp on the table and took a sip slowly. Liu Lizhan glided lightly across her lips, and her vermilion lips reflected the color of red wine, making her more charming.

"Perhaps, this Miss Su is a true lover of flowers." Qin Jiu hooked her lips, a smile was raised on her lips, and her clear eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of sharpness.

"A true flower lover?" Durian quickly realized. In this kind of weather, the peony that was supposed to bloom in May must be extremely cold. Su Wanxiang was not happy at the moment, I was afraid that she was pitying Peony.

Sure enough, on the high platform, Su Wanxiang covered her lips and coughed twice. Instead of picking up the peony in Yan Yu's hand, she simply untied the wind cloak that the maid had just put on her from below, carefully covering the plant in Yan Yu's hand. White peony on it.

She stepped back two steps and gave a small salute to Yan Yu, "Thank you, King Yan. But Wanxiang can't accept the love of the prince. There is no warm house in Xiangfu, and there is no gardener who specializes in serving peonies. If these peony flowers arrive in Banxiang My house, I’m afraid I’ll die before tonight. Wanxiang loves flowers and trees, but never takes them as objects of appreciation. Flowers and trees are alive. Since the prince can plant peonies in the severe winter, he must have spent a lot of thought, prince I am also a flower lover, and I must not bear to see these peonies being frozen to death by the cold wind. I also ask the prince to move these peonies back to the warm shed as soon as possible. Wanxiang is grateful.” Su Wanxiang said slowly, with a hint of faint in his eyes. Tragic.

Her voice is not too loud, but at the moment there is silence in the four fields, and these words still spread to the ears of people under the high platform.

The crowd was silent, and no one expected Su Wanxiang to say such a thing. I was stunned for a moment, and soon there was applause.

Yan Yu stretched out his eyebrows in the applause of the crowd, and his black eyes stared straight at Su Wanxiang. The dark colors in his eyes flowed, and the scorching affection bloomed instantly.

Su Wanxiang stood in front of Yan Yu, and the cold wind blew her sleeves, making her thin and thin, and her whole body was like a trembling flower that could be blown off at any time. She offered another salute to Yan Yu, and then she had to withdraw.

Yan Yu quickly took the first two steps, and his tall figure quickly stood in front of Su Wanxiang.

He handed the peony flower in his hand to the hand of the attendant behind him, and released the wind cloak from his body.

"Even though the peony flower is expensive, it can't be as good as Miss Su. Miss Su pity the flowers and trees, but also feel sorry for her body. Since Miss Su's wind cloak is given to Peony, the king will ask Miss Su to accept this wind cloak. Next, I hope to block the cold wind for Miss Su." Yan Yu finished speaking, and stepped forward to drape the wind cloak on Su Wanxiang.

Su Wanxiang hurriedly stepped back two steps and smiled and said, "Thank you for the love of the prince. It's just that the prince's wind cloak Wanxiang can't bear the marriage." After saying that, she quickly stepped off the high platform with the help of the maid.

Yan Yu was holding Fengcloak, and his whole body seemed to be nailed to a high platform.

The cold wind shook his clothes, and he didn't seem to notice it at all. Burning eyes followed Su Wanxiang until she got off the platform. He waved his hand and ordered the attendants to hold the peony flowers, and went down with him.

Inside the wooden shed, the durian sighed and said, "I didn't expect Miss Su to be so pure and kind!"

Qin Jiu smiled and drank without speaking.

Li Yunxiao said: "His Royal Highness, it seems that the emperor's uncle is sincere to Miss Su."

Yan Min nodded thoughtfully, a trace of regret shining in his eyes.

Qin Jiu put down the glaze lamp and said with a smile: "A slender lady, a gentleman is so charming, not to mention that Wang Yan is still a passionate man, naturally sincere. However, it seems that Miss Su seems to have no intention of Wang Yan! How did I hear? It seems that King Anling is interested in Miss Su too?"

Yan Min heard this, and a gloom loomed between his eyebrows. He put down his drink and said, "This king has also heard about it. The second child has a pure heart and little desire, and has never seen anyone like him. Now he is in love with Su Wanxiang. I would rather Miss Su followed the emperor's uncle and never follow her second child."

Qin Jiu naturally knew why Yan Min said that.

Su Xiang, Su Qing, was originally closer to Yan Su, the king of Anling. If Yan Su married the Su family again, it would naturally be more pro-to-be, which would be even more detrimental to Yan Min. But if the Su family and Yan Yu got married, it would have little effect on him.

"His Royal Highness does not have to worry. From the point of view of the little girl, it is hard to say who Miss Su will get her. Let King Yan and King Anling fight, maybe, the final profit..." Qin Jiu said. Stopped the conversation, took a piece of cake and put it in his mouth.

Although Qin Jiu hadn't finished speaking, Yan Min immediately understood. If neither of them can compete, and if he gets the big treasure earlier, perhaps, he also has a chance. Thinking about this, Yan Min couldn't help standing up and walking around in the wooden shed.

"Thank you for your hospitality, King Yan's peony flowers are so beautiful. The little girl wants to go and take a look. By the way, make an idea for King Yan, and don't let King Yan be discouraged." Qin Jiu said slowly.

Yan Min was overjoyed when he heard this, and sent Qin Jiu out in a stride, whispering: "There is Jiuye Lao."