Chapter 115-You are a sandbag

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date="2020-12-22"

title="Chapter 115-You are a sandbag "

weight="113300"

series = ["Marriage Under the Heavens"]

mode = "manual"

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After Qin Jiu left Fengming Pavilion, he realized that he was still wearing Yan Yu's cloak. When I was watching the theater in the box, I had already taken it off. When I went backstage to see Yan Yu, I felt a little cold, so I put it on again. When I spoke, I forgot to return it to him. Qin Jiu asked the loquat to wait outside Fengming Pavilion, before turning back. Just when Panxin came out of the building, she hurried out without even taking care of the makeup.

Qin Jiu's heart moved, and he ducked to hide in the shadow of the corner of the stairs. For some reason, she didn't want to meet Panxin at the moment. Panxin did not see Qin Jiu. She strolled downstairs not far in front of Qin Jiu. The blurred lights of the theater shone sideways on Panxin's face. Her face was covered with rouge and pink, but that There is obviously a trace of sadness in the eyes of the double autumn water.

Qin Jiu felt that Panxin's grief probably came from Yan Yu. When she came out just now, she actually saw something wrong with Yan Yu, because he was sitting on a chair and his legs had not moved. When Li Fei, played by Yan Yu, was pressed on the stage by an iron pulley, Qin Jiu felt that Yan Yu might be injured. Although the iron pulley is a prop, it is still a bit of a burden. People who are directly smashed in the leg will definitely not be able to bear it. Moreover, Yan Yu's martial arts is not good. Qin Jiu felt that Yan Yu should have been hurt, so he left without saying more.

Seeing Panxin like this now, Qin Jiu felt that he had guessed right. However, what surprised her was that at this time, shouldn't Panxin be by Yan Yu's side, why did she leave? Could it be that Yan Yu's four beauties are here? Speaking of which, when Yan Yu travels, he is either a beauty or an attendant, who is extremely extravagant.

Qin Jiu went upstairs, the corridor was quiet, her talent was still there, and no one dared to come here at this time, and Yan Yu's attendants didn't know where he was sent.

Qin Jiu opened the door of the house, and did not see him in the chair where Yan Yu had just been sitting. There is only one lone lamp, burning in the house.

She looked around for a week, did not see Yan Yu, took off her cloak and put it on the back of the chair he was sitting on. The night wind was a bit strong, and it blew over, creaking the windows. Qin Jiu looked toward the window unconsciously, only to find that the hollow rows of Limu windows were all open, and Yan Yu was sitting on the window sill.

He remained motionless, with his head down, his hands around his knees. A jet-black hair fell loose, and although the top of his head had been tied in a beautiful bun, the loose green silk was still as long as his waist, floating in the wind.

The light plated a layer of orange light on his black hair, as if adding a touch of flying gold to the ink painting, and as if pouring a bowl of spicy wine into a sad life, and blooming a large, few flowers.

Sad, spicy, lonely...

Qin Jiu was very surprised that she was looking at Yan Yu's figure. Thinking of these words, she felt that he had returned to the role of Li Fei in the play, which was completely different from the coldness and indifference that he had just faced her. She originally thought that Yan Yu's injury might be an accident, but now she felt that it might not be an accident, perhaps, he was injured deliberately. It seems that Su Wanxiang and Yan Su's marriage still frustrated him.

Perhaps, he just used physical pain to relieve the pain in his heart.

Qin Jiu sneered slightly, this trick was useless, she had tried it a long time ago.

If you want to use physical pain to relieve the pain in your heart, you can only add to the pain.

"What did the teardrops come back for?" Yan Yu didn't know when he raised his head, and a lazy smile appeared on his lips, arrogant and brilliant.

Qin Jiu looked at Yan Yu's somewhat rascal smile, and Qin Jiu's heart only had one thought, that is: This person really does not learn opera in vain, but is a master of actor's master.

This face-changing effort is really high.

Qin Jiu smiled faintly, Yan Ran Ruohua, "I'll return your cloak." She was actually a little unhappy. When they were the two of them, Yan Yu old liked to call her teardrops. She objected many times, but he refused many times. Now she is used to it.

"It's cold in the night, Ninth Master just wears it, why pay it back." Yan Yu said lazily.

"I don't dare to owe the judge. It's not worth it because a cloak was caught in the Yin Cao's dungeon." Qin Jiu said narrowly.

Yan Yu heard the words and laughed on his back.

His voice was originally low-mellow and charming, but his laughter was loud and his voice thick, which seemed to be really happy. His smile is very contagious, like the sound of water, like a clear stream, swinging in the otherwise dull room.

About to laugh happily, forgetting the injury on his leg, Yan Yu turned over and jumped off the window sill. The foot suddenly softened, and his standing was unstable. Qin Jiu was not close to Yan Yu originally, and when he saw this, he walked quickly, trying to help him.

By the window sill, there was a costume shelf erected. Qin Jiu accidentally touched a corner of the shelf, and the shelf suddenly began to teeter. On the other side, Yan Yu stood unsteadily, and simply hit the shelf.

As a result, with the joint efforts of the two, the costume shelf finally successfully dumped to the ground.

In addition to the colorful costumes, there were some heads and faces hanging on it. It was knocked over in this way, and only jingle sounds continued to be heard. When the voice stopped, looked at the ground again, and the floor was covered with colorful clothes and colorful beads were flowing.

The two looked at each other.

An enchanting and enchanting laughter sounded in the room at the same time.

Although the voice lines are different, the smile is equally brilliant, and the laughter is equally pleasant.

Qin Jiu only felt that the whole night of depression seemed to disappear silently in this smile.

The lamp in the room was surprised by the smiles of the two people, or the lamp oil ran out. After the lanterns exploded twice, they went out gorgeously.

The room was suddenly dark.

The laughter of the two men paused because of the sudden darkness, after which they laughed more and more freely.

Qin Jiu smiled and said: "Uncle King Yan, how bad are you, you can't even see the lights, you are extinguished."

Yan Yu's low voice came from the darkness, "What you said is right, maybe this king was extinguished, but it's not because I'm bad, but it's because this king's smile is too alluring."

How narcissistic this man is!

After a while, Qin Jiu's eyes adjusted to the darkness. The moonlight shining in from the window illuminates the pearly light all over the floor. That is the light from the beaded hairpin ring inlaid on the head. Costumes are not afraid of falling, but they are afraid of falling.

"You're miserable! You're really miserable! The rejuvenation class is extremely stingy, and these first-hands are worth a few hundred taels of silver. Jiuye waits for compensation!" Yan Yu suddenly grabbed a smile and said sternly.

Qin Jiu curled his lips and said, "You were the one who was miserable. How do I remember, you hit him."

"Obviously you hit it!" Yan Yu said with a suffocated smile.

Qin Jiu squinted, "You hit it!"

The two were arguing, and a loud voice rang out from the corridor, "What's the matter, has Uncle King Yan gone? How did the light go out?"

Both of them were silent at the same time.

When Qin Jiu heard this voice, he knew that he was singing the old man.

Yan Yu curled his lips, "Jiuye, you can't run, the class leader is here."

Qin Jiu rolled his eyes, saw the wide open window, smiled sweetly, "Master, you can't run away. I'm sorry, I have to go one step too."

She leaped forward and moved towards the window sill lightly. Yan Yu was closer to the window sill, but his leg was injured and he couldn't keep up with her. Besides, he is sitting on the ground now.

Qin Jiu watched as he was about to leap onto the window sill, and lowered his eyes to see Yan Yu's half-turned face illuminated by the moonlight.

His face was filled with a faint halo, which was stunningly beautiful. And the playful smile on the corner of his lips was cunning and evil, and under this hazy moonlight, it seemed to exude a demon.

Qin Jiu secretly said that it was not good, but Yan Yuheng was afraid that he would make it worse.

Sure enough, Qin Jiu jumped to the window sill with one foot, and Yan Yu grasped the ankle of the other foot. Fortunately, her hands were extremely close to the window lattice, and he was not dragged down.

At this moment, Qin Jiu was climbing the window lattice with both hands, one foot on the window sill, one foot was dragged by Yan Yu, and hung by the window in an extremely strange posture.

Qin Jiu was considering whether to kick Yan Yu down, so he listened to Yan Yu slowly saying: "If you plan to kick me, I will take off your embroidered shoes and let you run barefoot."

Qin Jiu considered that running barefoot in the street would be too cold and indecent, which would damage her image of the nine masters, so he squinted and asked, "What do you want?"

Yan Yu smiled faintly, lowered his eyes to look at Qin Jiu's ankle, "Jiuye's feet are really exquisite and delicate."

Qin Jiu gritted his teeth.

"I don't want to stay to pay for the money. I have to be half a person anyway, and you have a part in knocking over the costume shelf. If you want to run, take me to run as well." Yan Yu said slowly.

"Can you run, can your legs work?"

"Of course I can move, I'm not lame! I don't think Jiuye cares about me!" Yan Yu stood up from the ground.

Qin Jiu jumped down from the window sill, glanced at him, and pushed him with both hands on Yan Yu's waist, and sent him to the window sill. She saw that loquat was waiting on the street with her probe, and did not hesitate to give Yan Yu a palm again and push him down.

"Loquat, catch it!" Qin Jiu shouted coldly.

Yan Yu hummed: "You treat me as a sandbag!"

Of course, sandbags can’t resist. They were thrown straight into the street. Loquat came over at the right time. Before he landed on his feet, he patted his feet with a strong force, and he floated on the ground.

Although he was unscathed, his legs still hurt.

Qin Jiu then leaped down and glanced at Yan Yu, "Master, let the attendants take you away, goodbye." Qin Jiu got into the carriage and left.

Yan Yu stood on the street with his hands in his hands, fixedly watching Qin Jiu's carriage go away.

"Master, people have gone far!" someone behind him said in a deep voice.

Yan Yu turned his head, and behind him stood an old man with a white beard, who was the leader of the rejuvenation class.

Yan Yu smiled and said, "Master Liao."

Master Liao grabbed his beard and said, "I seem to have never heard you smile like this."

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