Chapter 40: Let go

Qin Jiu's face suddenly paled, and he brushed his sleeves calmly, extinguishing the sparks, but there were still small burning holes on the sleeves.
Yan Yu turned around and found out, raising his eyebrows playfully and said: "Jiu Ye is really brilliant, even Mars likes Jiu Ye."
Qin Jiu sighed and said with a light smile: "It's a pity that my sleeves can't bear such a liking. Look, how can the prince pay for it if it burns out?" Qin Jiu raised his hand, and the water-red wide sleeves fell down. Bottom, the top is embroidered with countless flying butterflies with very fine tinder thread, which is as beautiful as silk painting. It's just that this beauty is destroyed by those big or small holes at this time.
Yan Yu stood up lazily with his chest in his arms, his long dark eyes looked at Qin Jiu's wide sleeves unscrupulously, and a smile appeared on his lips. The bottom of his eyes was as dark as an abyss, but there was disapproval that looked at the world.
"Is it possible that Jiuye would also have to pay for the clothes on this king? This king is different from the emperor, so I wish Jiuye would strip him off!" That night, Qin Jiu stripped Yan Su's clothes on Tianmen Street. This incident has already reached Yan Yu's ears. This is why he is somewhat interested in Qin Jiu. In this world, people who dare to tease Yan Su like this are rare.
"Where do I dare to ask for the clothes on the prince, I just want to..." Qin Jiu's mouth gradually burst into a secret smile, his eyes flowed, focusing on the hanger behind Yan Yu.
Hanging on the hanger was the wind cloak that Su Wanxiang had just used to cover the luminous white. The bright white clothes are trimmed with pure white fox fur, pure and luxurious.
Yan Yu's gaze flicked over the wind cloak, and he immediately understood what Qin Jiu's unfinished sentence meant. He said leisurely: "This wind cloak, no!"
He raised his hand to take the wind cloak off, put it on his arm, stretched out his slender fingers and slowly stroked the wind cloak, a gleam of light flashed under his eyes, and he slowly approached the corner of the house holding the wind cloak. By the side of the charcoal basin, he suddenly let go, and the wind cloak fell into the charcoal brazier like a fine white porcelain jug just now.
Above the brazier, a puff of blue smoke rose up, and the tongue of fire in the brazier grew bigger, swaying to add a big hole in the windcloak.
Qin Jiu never expected that Yan Yu would be willing to throw Su Wanxiang's wind cloak into the brazier, which was very unexpected.
Yan Yu leaned down in front of the brazier, Qin Jiu thought he was reluctant to pick up Fengcloak. No, he actually put all the unburned corners into the basin. The light of charcoal fire shines into his eyes, and his lazy eyes are like a mirror, reflecting the desolation when the flowers are gone.
But within a few moments, the wind cloak was reduced to ashes.
Qin Jiu frowned and curled his lips and smiled: "Why is this prince? I didn't say that I would use Miss Su to pay for it. Even if I want it, if the prince doesn't give it, what can I do? Is it possible that I still can't grab the prince? The good clothes are just burned, it's a pity!"
Yan Yu squinted his eyes, and the corner of his lips conjured up ridicule, "It's just a piece of clothing, it's a pity. If Jiuye wants it, Si Zhifang will not let you do it. There are dozens of pieces of it. You have done all the peony clothes, and there are any clothes you can't do!"
When Yan Yu was just presenting peonies to Su Wanxiang on the high platform, he was afraid that he saw the women in the peony clothes among the people below. It's just that Qin Jiu never thought that Yan Yu knew that those peony clothes were made by himself so quickly.
Qin Jiu's heart sighed slightly, but an intoxicating smile appeared on the corners of his lips, "It turns out that the prince already knew that I made those peony robes. In fact, I did this to help the prince. The night of the last Yuan Festival. The prince expressed his love with fireworks, and that infatuation was really touching. Therefore, since I learned that the Anling King was going to give Miss Su the peony gown, I was thinking about how to help the prince."
Yan Yu raised his eyebrows, as if he heard the most ridiculous joke, and couldn't help laughing out loud. A moment later, the smile on his lips condensed, although he still held his chest and looked at Qin Jiu arbitrarily, his only pair of charming eyes were as cold as frost.
"For a long time, this king has always thought that he is the most shameless person, but he never thought that meeting Jiuye is a little witch. Jiuye is interested in the emperor and wants to block the marriage between Miss Su and the emperor. It's okay to say, why use this king as a shield!" Yan Yu said lazily, with a hint of contempt at the corners of his lips.
Qin Jiu was puzzled.
The peony flower given to Su Wanxiang was poured with wine and killed, and Su Wanxiang's wind cloak burned. This unthinkable behavior is like Yan Yu's, because his actions are always incomprehensible. But if he really likes Su Wanxiang, how can he be willing? But he didn't like Su Wanxiang, but he didn't like it!
Qin Jiu sighed in confusion, leaned over and picked up a petal from the flowerpot in his arms. The red petals of this plant began to wither and had begun to wither. She held Yaohong's petals, her beautiful eyes turned: "Since the prince said so, I will admit it. I am really interested in King Anling. It is a pity that our Tianchen Sect supports King Kangyang, and King Anling likes Miss Su so much again. It's hard to please King Anling with my own strength. It just so happens that the king likes Miss Su so much again. Let's work together to get what we like. Isn't it a matter of killing two birds with one stone?"
Yan Yu's eyes narrowed suddenly, he walked to the side of the couch and sat down, and said indifferently: "This king likes Miss Su, but who tells you that if you like it, you must marry it? Miss Su likes the emperor. I have decided to let go! I advise you not to destroy them either."
I have decided to let go!
Qin Jiu was shocked when he heard Yan Yu's words!
Let go!
It turned out that he burned the wind cloak and poured the peonies to death, just because he was determined to let go.
What a let go!
Now, for Su Wanxiang, he finally understands what it means to let go and what it means to be done!
If he could let go back then, she wouldn't have fallen into the land as it is today!
After Yan Yu finished speaking, he picked up the case and went to the wine jar, poured the wine straight into the cloud cup, drank it on his back, and approached Qin Jiu's side. His eyes lighted over Qin Jiu's Zhu Yan, his tone suddenly changed Lazily and frivolous, "Jiuye is so beautiful, why bother to like Su'er's incomprehensible ice cubes? Why don't we make a pile of them?" Then, he picked up the wine jar and poured another glass of wine. The persistent wine glass was brought to Qin Jiu's lips.
Qin Jiu took the wine glass, put the flowerpot and wine glass in his arms on a few cases, and smiled lightly: "I don't mind getting together with the prince. It's just that the prince will let go so soon. Do you regret it? How do I feel that Miss Su doesn't like King Anling."
Yan Yu smiled, his expression calm, but there was a dark glow in his eyes.
"Where did Jiu Ye come from?" He asked quietly.
At this moment, Zhaojun, who was standing outside, whispered, "Prince, Princess Zhaoping is on stage!"