On the ninth day, people have different attitudes about Xiao Yu's madness, but they are not too concerned.

Because now, Xiao Yu is just a dying person in their eyes, and no one wastes energy on him.

On the ninth day, calm was soon restored.

...

A quiet house, a simple cottage in the courtyard.

In front of the Lan Qian voice, she was playing the piano, holding a handkerchief in her hand, gently wiping on the piano.

Although the marriage is near and tomorrow is coming, she is like an outsider, as if she has no feeling.

“A thousand words, it’s me!Where are you?”

Suddenly, an angry cry sounded in the ninth day, like a thunder and thunder, and also let the heart of the Lan Qian speak calmly, suddenly trembled.

She looked hurriedly, looking into the distance, although she did not see the man who was shouting, but she saw him there.

"It's him!He is back!”

Stuck looking at the direction of the sound, Lan Qian said at this moment, like a lost soul, eyes, but also become full of complexity.

“Unscrupulous!”

Then the voice came, and the screams soon went quiet.

Lan Qian knew that this was the work of the emperor, and she sat still, and after a long time, there was no sound.

A pair of star-studded eyes revealed a variety of complex emotions, Lan Qian finally, as if made a decision, suddenly got up, into the house, a moment later, brought out a box from the house.

The box is opened, inside is another quqin, but it seems that this piano has been very old, above the piano body, and even a few cracks.

Lan Qianyan took out this piano, and it was there again, gently wiped it up, and his eyes seemed to be full of attention.

“Miss, outside...”

A maid named Cher appeared in a hurry, as if he wanted to tell Lan Qian, but when he saw the guqin in front of the Lan Qian, the words immediately stopped.

“Miss, how are you...”

Cher wants to stop talking.She grew up with the Ai Qian language, knowing that this quqin was left by the mother of Lan Qian.

From a young age, Lan Qian language grew up in her mother's harp, but her mother has passed away, this quqin has also become the most important thing in the Lan Qian language.

Also because of the attention, Lan Qian language usually seals the piano, and never plays easily, as if for fear of damage.

But today, she took out the piano again.

"I know what's out there."Lan Qian turned his head and showed a smile on Cher, and there was no such thing as a big lady's feeling.

"That Xiao Yu..." Cher said, but she seemed to be afraid and did not dare to speak much.

“I know.”Lan Qianyan while rubbing the piano, said: "I know, Xiao son in order to do a lot, he crazy impact on the royal land, so by the palace master to stop him to pursue, even his life is damaged, life is not much, all this is because of me!" 」

She seemed to be very clear about what Xiao Yu had done recently, and this matter was more calm, and her eyes seemed like touching, and it was difficult to say.

Even Cher, who grew up with Lan Qian, still can't understand the mind of Lan Qian.

She knew that Lan Qianyan's mind to Xiao Yu, and now she was going to marry someone else tomorrow, and Xiao Yu also broke into the ninth day for him, but she was so calm, it was too abnormal.

Moreover, in the past, the A thousand words that used to play the piano every day have also begun to no longer play, this change, Cher is looking in the eyes, but do not know what the Lan Qian language is thinking.

"Tomorrow at the wedding, you'll take the piano."

After a long time, Lan Qianyan wiped the guqin, gently touched, and said to Cher.

“Uh... yes!”Cher, Lan Qianxiang will be married tomorrow, but what will she do with this piano?

She wondered, but she did not dare to ask, just nodding her head.

After all this, the words returned to the house.Cher will close the piano, look at the house, and look at the direction of Xiao Yu before, the look is a bit complicated.

...

A small house, Xiao Yu was locked up here.

Repaired to be sealed, he was inferior to the mortals, such a small room, he completely trapped him.

"I don't want to be an English name, an invincible life, and in the end, I still lost to the curse of heaven, even the people who care about me most can't protect it!"

"Haha, I was called invincible in my past life, the first supreme of the world for nine days, but it is not so!"

“I have failed so much!”

In the trapped room, Xiao Yu laughed, and sometimes sat still, calm and calm.

He has gray hair, so moving, it is even more painful, but unfortunately, now in this small room, there is only him, no one will care.

Damn that damn!Damn that God!Damn me!"

"Why didn't I come to her sooner, if I had come sooner, maybe there wouldn't be such a thing today!"

"Hey, I'm the first supreme, even a small room can trap me!"I can’t do anything but die.”

In the face of death, even if the life is damaged, Xiao Yu has never been so.But now, when he sees another day of marriage, he can't do anything.

Powerless, as the Supreme of the past, this feeling is terrible for Xiao Yu!

In the midst of crying and laughing, the time of day soon passed, Xiao Yu coughed from time to time, and blood spilled from time to time on his mouth, weak, and seemed to be possible to die at any time.

“A thousand words...”

He muttered that a day had passed, and today was the wedding day of the thousand words.

Even if trapped here, Xiao Yu seems to feel vaguely, and at this moment, it seems to be full of festive breath in the ninth day.

But this kind of celebration only makes him feel worse.

...

In the small house, in the hut.

Lan Qian's face was calm, sitting quietly in front of the dresser, behind Cheer, holding a wooden comb, carefully, combing her long hair.

Cher combed her hair to Lan Qian, but she was in tears.

Today is a happy day, but she is not happy at all, because she knows that the person she wants to marry is not the person in her heart.

From the side, Cher carefully picked up the gorgeous and amazing wedding dress.

This is the wedding dress prepared by the Lan Emperor for the Lan Qian language, when the emperor changed into the wedding dress, standing in front of the mirror, suddenly appeared in the mirror a world-unsatisfied woman.

“Miss, you are... beautiful!”Cher looked at the words of the man who had changed into the wedding dress, and what she said came from her heart.

In the past, the Lan a thousand words have always not added fat powder, and now the day of marriage, the powder is light, and the already unsatisfied Lan thousands of words are more moving than the weekdays.

Cher only felt that the Lanquan language at this moment was really true, and the fallen beings!

“Miss, the time has come, it’s time to salute!”

Outside the house, the old voice of the ancient Tianchuan sounded, and like Cher, on this day of great joy, his voice sounded a little bitter.

"I know."He nodded his head, his face was full of calm, and he said, "Sheer, let's go."

“Yes!”Cher wiped her tears, set up the dress for the wedding dress in the back, followed the Ai Qian language, and went to the auditorium.