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

"What did you say?" Mo Linghuai didn't hear what he was saying clearly.

"It's nothing, Mom, I'll help you sort out the cables."

"Will you understand?" Qingyun expressed doubts.

"Don't underestimate me, I can still do such simple things."

In the end, the two stayed at Mo Linghuai's place until lunch before leaving. The two of them walked side by side on the gravel path.

"Brother, when will you get married?".

"It's still early for me. I have to get engaged first before we can get married."

"Then Li Shumiao and Chu Yi got married without getting engaged."

"That's because they were too hasty, and the engagement and marriage were done at the same time."

"Have you told mother? What happened between you and sister Ruochu?".

"As I said, mother is very happy and is already looking for a matchmaker."

"It seems that there are a lot of happy events in our family recently."

"You can say that." Qing Xiao touched her head.

"Brother, I have to grow taller. You can't touch my head anymore."

Qing Xiao patted her on the top of her head and said, "This high is enough."

Qingyun stroked his hand away and said, "It's not enough. He's tall and good-looking."

The two separated at a fork in the road, Qingyun returned to Liangchen Court, and Qingxiao returned to Jingzhu Courtyard.

Seeing Yan Siyuan busy at work, he almost regarded Liangchen Garden as his own home. He could come and go freely without any restrictions. Even if he scattered broken porcelain shards on the wall, it would not have any impact on him.

Qingyun asked: "What are you doing?".

Yan Siyuan straightened up and said, "I'm doing a swing."

Qingyun suddenly thought of the paintings in Yan Siyuan's study and said nothing. He sat on the stone bench next to him and silently watched him doing the swing.

Yan Siyuan was busy with his hands. Although the swing was not difficult to make, he wanted to do it better. Therefore, the edges of the swing board are arc-shaped and the color is green. The hemp rope is also colored and wrapped with flowers and vines.

After it was done, he stood and observed it from a distance to see if there was anything that needed to be modified.

Qingyun looked at the swing covered with flowers in front of her and asked Yan Siyuan, "Are you ready?"

"Okay, I'll help you up and try to see if there is any discomfort first. You can change it."

Qingyun nodded "Yeah".

Approaching the swing, I pinched the red flower and asked, "Is this a real flower?".

"No, it's a fake flower."

If you use real flowers, they will not last long and will not look good after they wither.

"This flower is just like the real thing." Qingyun came closer and smelled it. "It also has a fragrance, and even the feel is very similar."

Seeing Qingyun's surprised look, Yan Siyuan was very glad that he didn't listen to Song Heqing's advice and use real flowers or dried flowers. Instead, I hired someone to make these flowers in advance.

"This is Tongcao flower, made of Tongcao."

"But I remember that Tongcao has no smell? But this flower has a faint fragrance." Qingyun smelled it again to confirm that the flower had a smell.

"That's because they were all scented with incense."

"No wonder, it's troublesome to do this, right?"

"No trouble, come on the swing."

Qingyun sat on the swing, holding the ropes on both sides with both hands. Yan Siyuan pushed gently behind her, raising her height little by little.

Under the willow trees, the sun was dappled and a breeze was blowing gently. Qingyun closed her eyes and enjoyed it, and the fragrance of the grass and flowers nearby floated into her nose. It is the scent that Qingyun usually uses to fumigate clothes. It is very fresh and comfortable.

Yan Siyuan pushed very gently, and relaxed when he saw Qing Ma, and said softly: "Lu Xingci's book has been opened, and rumors about Qing Xiao have also been spread."

Qingyun closed her eyes and asked, "Do they believe it?"

"Some believe it, some don't."

"What's the ratio?".

"Six to four."

Qingyun frowned and opened her eyes, "Shouldn't you?"

"Someone is stopping the rumors from spreading."

"Who? You're really free."

"That's really not Xian Zi, it's Yan Yusen."

"What is she thinking about? No matter whether Lu Xingci marries Li Shumiao or my cousin, there is no way he will marry her. He still doesn't give up."

"It doesn't seem easy to make her give up."

"Everyone is already in the ancestral hall, but you can still stretch your hand so far. You are quite capable."

Qingyun thought for a while, "Since she is so capable, let's show your Majesty how powerful her daughter is."

Yan Siyuan chuckled "Okay".

There was silence in the air for a while, neither of them spoke. Yan Siyuan kept pushing Qingyun with his hands.

"That painting was painted when I first came here."

His voice is very slow and does not seem abrupt when spoken in a quiet environment. Instead, it fits the environment very well.

Although Qingyun didn't speak and closed her eyes without moving. But Yan Siyuan knew that she was not asleep and was listening.

He continued: "I woke up at the border, and at that time I felt that you must be here. This feeling is very strong."

Qingyun's closed eyes trembled, but she still didn't open them and didn't speak.

"I tried to look for you at the border, but unfortunately I couldn't find you. I often wonder if my hunch is wrong. Maybe I just want to see you so much that I feel that you should be here.

Fortunately, I didn't give up and continued searching after returning to the capital."

Yan Siyuan glanced at Qingyun and said, "That painting was painted when I first arrived in the capital. After it was completed, it hung in the study and has never been taken out."

Yan Siyuan stopped, and the yard became quiet again. There is only the sound of clear wind swinging on the swing.

Yan Siyuan opened his mouth, "Qingyun, actually I...".

"Miss, Mr. Lu is here. He asked me to call you over." Qiuyue came in and interrupted Yan Siyuan.

Qingyun quickly jumped off the swing, "Okay, let's go there now."

Yan Siyuan looked at Qingyun's hurried away figure, his eyes dark and dull. It's like watching your prey, don't rush to catch it, just run for a while.

Coming to the front hall, Qing Rongxu and Mo Linghuai sat at the main seats. Qing Xiao and Mo Jingchun stood aside. Qingyun approached the two of them and looked at Lu Xingci who was standing in the middle.

"What are you doing? Why is he here?".

Qing Xiao and Qing Yun bit their ears, "Ju himself said that he came to apologize."

"Excuse me? What excuse?"

"I don't know, let's see what he says."

Mo Jingchun grabbed his handkerchief anxiously beside him and wanted to step forward, but he didn't dare for fear of causing trouble to Lu Xingci.

Qing Rongxu looked at Lu Xing's words: "Young master Lu, it's okay to just sit down, why bother being so reserved?"

Lu Xingci handed over his hand and said, "I don't dare, I'm here to apologize today, so I won't be able to sit down."

Mo Linghuai showed the aura of a matron and said, "You really should come to apologize."

Qing Rongxu looked confused. She looked at Mo Linghuai and Lu Xingci, but she couldn't figure out why.

Lu Xingci bowed down, "It's my junior's fault that I have come to apologize today."

"Speak for yourself, what kind of sin are you asking for?"

"The younger generation should not have too much contact with my daughter in private, and not tell my parents immediately about the mutual affection. It is really unworthy of a gentleman to ask my wife to help at a critical moment."

Qing Rongxu exploded and stood up suddenly. Pointing at Lu Xingci, he was shocked and said: "You are such a mouthy person. When did Xueer fall in love with you? How old is she? How dare you have such delusions? I won't beat you to death."

He immediately started to beat Lu Xingci. Lu Xingci was so frightened that he ran away with his head in his arms. He wanted to explain, but Qing Rongxu wouldn't give him a chance.