Time travel, Your Highness Ninth Prince has been rejected from marriage again!

In the evening, there were not only many pastries but also many steamed buns on the dining table of the Prime Minister's Mansion, which made everyone look confused.

Qingyun returned to her yard after dinner. He quickly put on his night clothes and disappeared in a flash.

When he appeared again, he was in the Ninth Prince's Mansion. Coming to the cold room with familiar faces.

Xizhu and Song Heqing were both guarding the door. When they saw Qingyun arriving, they both stepped forward.

Qingyun asked: "How is your Highness doing?".

Xizhu: "I don't know, I've been in there for an hour. Your Highness only allows us to watch from outside, but doesn't allow us to go in."

"Is your stuff ready?".

Song Heqing took out a medical kit and said "Here it is."

This is the silver needle and some medicine that Qingyun wants to use. Lifting up the medicine box, Qingyun walked in and said before entering: "Get rid of the bugs at the back."

Song Heqing and Xizhu looked at each other and sent more secret guards to guard the cold room. The two went out to deal with the "insects" Qing Yun called.

Qingyun walked into the cold room, shivering from the cold and getting goosebumps.

At a glance, he saw Yan Siyuan sitting on the ice bed, sitting upright. Looking around again, there are no traces. Yan Siyuan controlled it very well this time and did not go crazy.

Qingyun walked to Yan Siyuan, and he suddenly opened his eyes, which shocked Qingyun. Qingyun patted her chest.

Yan Siyuan smiled sweetly at her and said, "You're here."

"Come on, come on, lie down quickly," Qingyun answered perfunctorily.

Yan Siyuan was very obedient and immediately lay down after hearing Qingyun's words. Qingyun closed her eyes to feel his pulse. When she opened her eyes again, she was only one finger away from Yan Siyuan.

Yan Siyuan came closer to her at some point, and Qingyun could even feel his breathing. She stared at him with wide eyes and a puzzled expression.

Yan Siyuan admired Qingyun seriously, "You look so good-looking."

Qingyun's eyes widened even more, and she pushed him back with a slap, stroking his beating heart, not daring to look at Yan Siyuan.

"Didn't I tell you to lie down? Why are you so disobedient?"

Yan Siyuan pouted and felt aggrieved for a moment, but then he just lay there obediently and didn't move.

After Qingyun's heartbeat returned to normal, she started giving Yan Siyuan acupuncture. During the acupuncture process, Yan Siyuan was obedient and did not move. He just kept looking at Qingyun, looking wherever Qingyun was.

Qingyun glanced at him and asked, "Why are you looking for Shen Lingfei?"

"I want to ask him something," Yan Siyuan answered truthfully.

Qingyun snickered in her heart, she was indeed right. At this time, Yan Siyuan was just like a child, basically answering whatever he asked.

"What did you ask him?".

"Ask him how to make you happy."

"Why do you want to make me happy?".

"Because I don't want to see you cry anymore." Yan Siyuan frowned unconsciously.

Qingyun also paused while applying the acupuncture, "Have you ever seen me cry?"

He said "again". But she clearly remembered that she had never cried in front of him.

"Seen".

"When did you meet?".

"I saw it in my dream."

Qingyun was stunned, Yan Siyuan actually dreamed of her crying. Turning to look at him, Yan Siyuan's eyes were filled with distress. Qingyun looked away and stopped looking at him.

"Why go to Shen Lingfei instead of someone else?".

"Because when Shen Lingfei is here, you will always be happy."

Qingyun said no more, and the last injection was on the sleeping point. With one needle inserted, Yan Siyuan fell into a deep sleep. The pair of eyes filled with distress finally closed.

Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the cold room. Xizhu and Song Heqing also happened to come over. Both of them were wearing black clothes, and given the darkness, it was difficult to see whether there was any blood on them, but they both had a strong smell of blood.

"He's fine now. You can carry him out."

Song Heqing: "Thank you so much, Your Highness."

"No, then I'll leave first."

Xizhu stopped Qingyun and said, "Princess, don't worry, there is some danger outside. I'd better wait until His Highness wakes up before sending you back."

Qingyun thought for a while, those "bugs" outside were indeed troublesome. Although the bite is not painful, it does not prevent them from being too numerous to kill in a short while, so they have no choice but to stay.

Qingyun was taken to Yan Siyuan's room. He was sleeping peacefully on his bed, but she could only sleep in his outer room.

Xizhu was a little embarrassed, "I'm so sorry, Princess. There are no women except maids in the Ninth Prince's residence, so many rooms are not even cleaned. I can only wrong you."

Qingyun sighed, "It doesn't matter, that's it."

Anyway, it was just for one night, and the soft couch outside was quite comfortable. She doesn't feel crowded when sleeping, and most importantly, she can just straighten her legs.

"Okay, Princess, please rest first and call us if you need anything." After Xizhu finished speaking, the two of them left. Qingyun and Yan Siyuan were left in the room.

Qingyun opened the screen and divided the room into two. Yan Siyuan is inside and she is outside. Next door is Yan Siyuan's study.

Qingyun lay on the soft couch for a while. She didn't know whether it was because she recognized the bed or for other reasons, but she just couldn't sleep.

I had to sit up and look around. Nothing in particular and walked out the door.

As soon as the open door was closed, a secret guard jumped out and asked, "Do you need anything, Princess?".

Qingyun glanced next door and asked, "Can I go to the study room?"

She wanted to read a book. No matter when she read, she would fall asleep within three minutes.

The secret guard was stunned for a moment and said: "...Okay."

In fact, he didn't know if it was possible, but the boss said that the princess is our master and our future mistress.

Then the Ninth Prince's Mansion belongs to her, she can go wherever she wants, let alone the study. The more the secret guard thought about it, the more he was right, and he returned happily to continue guarding.

Qingyun got the permission and opened the study door. The study room is very clean. Except for the table in the center, it is surrounded by books. The whole study room has a strong smell of books and ink. Qingyun took a deep breath, she liked the taste very much.

He walked into the study, lit a candle, and then the study became lit up. It was pitch black just now and nothing could be seen clearly. Now that it was bright, I discovered that there was a painting on the right wall of the study.

Qingyun was stunned because the person in the painting was herself. Dressed in ancient costume, I was sitting on a swing full of flowers, smiling happily.

Not who you are now, but who you once were. Although the flowers are so beautiful, they cannot compare to the beauty in the center.

Qingyun stroked her hand gently, her fingers trembling slightly. Without blinking, the tears fell silently, dripping onto the floor and making a splash.

If Yan Siyuan once liked herself, then what did she do? What were the ten years she spent trying her best to love him?

She had never dared to think about that possibility, but now she had to. Why did Yan Siyuan come here? She never seemed to ask.

She always thought that Yan Siyuan just wanted to get something from her. She guessed it was her medical skills, so she removed the poison for him, hoping that Yan Siyuan would stop approaching her.

So what does this painting mean? Qingyun couldn't understand.