Marriage Under the Heavens

The underwater is not completely dark, and there are faint lights not far ahead that guide a few people to swim past. When I got closer, I saw that it was an angry wind lantern, and the orange light came out from it. The Xiaoqi who had just responded to them took off the wind lantern, pushed the rock on one side through a gap, and several people rushed in.

Who would have thought that under this Longyin Lake, there should be a secret road leading to the imperial mausoleum. And here, why is there such a secret road again, Qin Jiu was a little puzzled.

Inside the Shimen was a narrow waterway. The lake water poured in with them, and the Shimen slowly closed behind them. This is a stone gate controlled by a mechanism. It is very delicately made. After it is closed, the surroundings are completely consistent with the rocks, and the lake water cannot penetrate.

The water channel was full of water, and the water channel was extremely narrow. Qin Jiu touched the rock wall, stepped on the puddle, and slowly moved inward. She was in the water just now, all of her clothes were wet, her tight-fitting clothes were all attached to her body at this time, clammy and slippery, extremely uncomfortable, and the coldness of her chest could be cold to the heart. She shivered. If she knew she was going to go into the water, she should have brought another piece of clothing. She was afraid of the cold and didn't know if it would affect her body. This time when I go back, I should go to the hot spring to practice a few more times to fill the sky and heart Sutra.

A few people squeezed through the narrow waterway, and another stone gate appeared in front of him. The Xiaoqi activation mechanism leading the way opened the stone gate, and turned back to Qin Jiu and Yan Yu and said, "This stone gate can only be opened outside, and you will come back when you come out later. After you go in, just walk straight along the corridor." He handed the wind lantern in his hand to the loquat.

Loquat carried the lamp and walked in first, Qin Jiu and Yan Yu also followed.

There was no wind in the tomb passage, and the heavy darkness enveloped the cold. It seemed that countless souls from **** were floating around. The faint light of the wind lantern can only illuminate the bluestone underfoot, and all the light is swallowed by the darkness.

They walked along the corridor for an unknown amount of time, and a figure appeared in the corridor ahead. He also carried an angry lantern in his hand, it was Yuan Ba.

Several people walked over quickly, Yuan Ba ​​looked at Yan Yu with a wind lantern, his expression condensed. After a long time, he slowly said, "Helping you to the Imperial Tomb tonight is the biggest adventure in my life. But I have to do it because I want to know the truth. King Yan, you are in the Imperial Tomb. You dare to swear to your father’s tomb and to the ancestors of your Yan family, your father was not poisoned to death by you?"

Yan Yu was not in a hurry to answer, his gaze was like a cone, and he slowly patrolled Yuan Ba's face, seeing that it made people feel hairy, but when Qin Jiu thought he was going to get angry, he suddenly smiled and smiled frivolously. He was ambiguous and playful, "Commander Yuan Da, do you think an eight-year-old child will poison his father and love him to death?" His voice did not have a trace of sadness or anger, but was light and fluttering, as if narrating other people's thing.

Yuan Ba ​​stared at Yan Yu and said coldly: "Then, please ask your mother concubine, is it her? If it's not her, ask if she knows anything."

Yan Yu smiled lightly and said, "I will."

Yuan Ba ​​said again: "You only have two sticks of incense. If you don't have time to talk about the past, please come out quickly. When I signal, if you don't come out, you will be in danger."

Yan Yu didn't ask what the danger was and followed Yuan Ba, but Qin Jiu was a little confused, but he didn't have the time to ask, because he quickly walked to a stone chamber that was transformed into a tomb.

Yan Yu's mother and concubine, the emperor's favorite concubine Jing, lived in this stone room.

Qin Jiu couldn't imagine that a living person could live in the tomb for more than ten years and still live well, not being driven mad, not becoming dumb, it is really incredible.

There was no one in front of the tomb. It was obvious that the maids who were serving Jingfei had been taken away by Yuan Ba.

Yan Yu stood quietly in front of the door of the tomb. Qin Jiu saw that his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and he, thinking she hadn't noticed, actually smiled at her carelessly. But Qin Jiu clearly saw that the panic and expectation in his long dark eyes was like the gaze of a child.

No matter how well he hides it, he is still a child looking forward to seeing his mother.

Qin Jiu stretched out his hand and grasped his trembling hand. He stretched out his thinly callused fingers and squeezed his hand. He smiled and said, "Lord Yan, are you afraid too?"

This slightly mocking tone made Yan Yu's hand strangely no longer shaking. He glanced at Qin Jiu lightly, shook off her hand, and squinted and said with a smile: "Joke, when have I been afraid of this king?"

He opened the door and the two walked in together.

The floor and walls of this tomb are made of jade, reflecting the light and shadow of candlelight, and it looks very bright. There is a stove in it and it is not cold. However, as soon as Qin Jiu entered, his first feeling was cold, cold and cold, not as popular.

There are tables and beds in this tomb, but even if it is transformed into a living room, it still feels like a coffin.

A woman sits on the ground, with her head buried in her palms, her long black hair is draped vertically, her neck is white, and her shoulders are thin and weak. The lotus-colored Luo shirt gave light to the ground, his long hair hanging on the ground, entangled with the shadow on the white jade ground.

The years in the tomb, the long years, a woman guarding her shadow.

Yan Yu stood quietly at the door, looking at the woman on the ground.

The woman seemed to sense something and slowly raised her head, looking up at Yan Yu who was standing at the door.

The light of the candlelight shone on her face, her face was pale and delicate, but extremely beautiful. Exquisite eyebrows, natural and quiet, like a picture. Just like the flowers blooming in the dark night, they bloom quietly when night comes, quietly and beautifully.

Perhaps it was God's favor, the years of the tomb seemed to freeze, and it did not give her old wrinkles.

She looked at Yan Yu, looked at him quietly, her expression was very calm, there was no surprise or surprise, it seemed that she had been waiting for this day for so many years, and it seemed that she knew that this day would come after all. The two of them were not far apart, it was just a dozen steps, but it was fifteen years apart.

After fifteen years, the mother and son looked at each other.

At the end, Princess Jing's gaze suddenly became anxious. The gaze was burning and eager. It seemed that there was a hand out of her eyes, and she wanted to eagerly pull him in.

Yan Yu's breathing became hurried, he opened his mouth and spit out a word: "Mother."

She is his mother.

Without her enviable identity, she is no longer his mother and concubine, she is just his mother.

Princess Jing's tears shed, she stretched out her hand and said: "Yu'er, you have grown up."

Yan Yu strode in and hugged Concubine Jing. Although Tai Fei Jing is his mother, she is petite and instantly drowned in his arms.

Neither of them spoke. At this moment, all the language was pale, except for tears, telling of fifteen years of concern.

Qin Jiu closed his eyes and turned around. After a while, she heard Princess Jing's voice, "You have grown up so much, I don't know how you grew up."

Yes, she missed Yan Yu's fifteen years from eight to twenty-three, missed his process of growing from a child to a man, missed his sadness, joy, and everything about him.

Perhaps, she was expecting that he would come to see her every day. This long wait was the motivation for her to survive the dark and cold tomb life.

The mother and son said something that seemed irrelevant. Even if they recalled some pain, the room was no longer so cold and there was a hint of anger and vitality.

Qin Jiu listened with condensed eyebrows, she really couldn't bear to interrupt them at this time, but she remembered what Yuan Ba ​​said. The time for two sticks of incense will soon pass. Yuan Ba ​​just mentioned the danger, although she didn't know what it was, but she understood that Yuan Ba ​​wouldn't talk nonsense.

Qin Jiu coughed lightly to remind Yan Yu. When Princess Jing heard the noise, she seemed to have noticed her presence. She looked at Qin Jiu, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yu'er, who is... who is she?" Princess Jing loosened Yan Yu's hand. She turned and walked towards Qin Jiu. Her eyes looked at Qin Jiu gently, starting from her eyebrows. , Keep going down, looking back and forth, I can see that Qin Jiu feels hairy.

"This child is really good to be born. Yu'er, is she your princess? Did you bring your princess to see me? Have you married the princess? You are really grown up." There was a deep joy that could not be suppressed in the words.

She was naturally happy when her son brought his wife to visit her.

Although it was a series of questions, the tone was positive.

Qin Jiu was embarrassed.

She didn't expect Princess Jing to think so. Could it be that Yan Yu's wife is engraved on her forehead?

"Jing Taifei, you misunderstood. I...I..." Qin Jiu was about to refuse.

Yan Yu smiled slightly, and then said, "Yes, mother, but she hasn't passed the door yet, she has a thin face and will be shy." After he said, he walked to Qin Jiu's side and held out his arm to embrace it. Qin Jiu didn't hold his waist well.

Qin Jiu heard Yan Yu's "thin-skinned, shy" sentence, and couldn't help feeling a bit of a chill, but she remembered clearly that he often said that she was "shameless".

She raised her head silently, facing the beautiful eyes of Shang Yan Yu's slightly narrowed eyes, there was a pleading in her eyes. Speaking of which, after returning to Beijing this time, Qin Jiu was the first time to see Yan Yu showing such a small pleading look at her.

She didn't know what to do, and Princess Jing was already smiling. She took off a jade jade bracelet on her wrist, and handed it to Qin Jiu, "Child, you are married, I am afraid I can't go to the ceremony, this jade bracelet is a part of the mother's heart. In the future, You and Yu'er, we must love each other and grow old together." As she said, tears fell in her eyes again.

What Qin Jiu didn't want was a meeting gift that Princess Jing gave to her daughter-in-law. Naturally, she couldn't accept this fake. Moreover, this bracelet is emerald green and has a superb head, which is not ordinary at first glance. She dare not accept such a valuable thing. However, where Concubine Jing could allow her to refuse, she pulled her hand over and put the jade bracelet on her wrist.

Qin Jiu glanced sideways at Yan Yu, and saw that he nodded slightly towards her. She didn't refuse any more, thinking about returning to Yan Yu directly after going out.

When the Concubine Jing touched Qin Jiu's wrist, her face condensed, "My child, your hands are so cold and they are frozen. The clothes are still wet. Go and change my clothes." She said and pushed Qin Jiu went to change clothes.

Qin Jiu hurriedly said, "No, it will still get wet for a while." Anyway, when he leaves for a while, he has to get through the water. Besides, there is no time to delay. As she said, Zhao Yan Yu winked.

Yan Yu squinted, came over and took Concubine Jing's hand, and asked in a low voice: "Mother, fifteen years ago, I didn't poison me. I didn't kill my father. You didn't poison you, did you? I confessed to poisoning, just to commit the crime for me, right?"

Concubine Jing's face changed in an instant. Originally, she was in the tomb, without the sunlight, her face was pale, but now she was even more pale than Xuexue. She turned around slowly, moved Lianbu lightly, and walked to the bed, sat down on the bed, and covered her face with her hand.

Yan Yu and Qin Jiu slowly followed, standing not far in front of her, waiting for her to speak.

Concubine Jing kept covering her face, they couldn't see her expression, they didn't know what she was thinking. After coming over for a while, she raised her head slightly, her expression calm on Jingwan's face.

"Yu'er, I have known for a long time, you will definitely ask me about this." Her eyes were deep and deep and her voice was low and hoarse, "Yu'er, I know that the poison is not yours, I admit it, and It’s not to pay for you, but, that’s what I did."

"No!" Yan Yu frowned, "Mother concubine, I know you can't kill. You don't even trample an ant to death on weekdays. How can you kill someone? You know that I won't kill my father. But you have committed the crime, then you must know the real murderer, don't you? You are committing the crime for him? Who is he? Yan Ting?"

After hearing the words, Concubine Jing Huo Di raised her head and covered Yan Yu's mouth.

"What nonsense are you talking about, he is now the emperor, you can't be such a lie." Jing Taifei said palely.

Yan Ting is the taboo of today's Emperor Qing.

Yan Yu slowly pulled away Concubine Jing's wrist, looked into her eyes, and said lowly: "He was very good to me. At the beginning, if he hadn't protected me, I would have died a long time ago. He saved me from sin. , Let me go to Linzhou to become the idle prince. Four years ago, he was seriously ill, and I returned to Beijing to visit him, so he left me in Beijing. He never refused my request, that is, at the beginning, I robbed Yan Su He also promised to marry me for the woman he likes. Mother, why is he so good to me. Because you pay for him, as compensation, he treats me well, right?"

Concubine Jing frowned: "It's not what you think. He treats you well, just because he is your eldest brother, there is no other reason!"

"Mother, tell me, my father, who killed him?" Yan Yu frowned and asked reluctantly.