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

Qingyun nodded, "Are you sure that medicine will work?".

Qing Xiao affirmed: "It works. I saw Chu Xionghui drink the medicine with my own eyes."

Qingyun rolled her eyes, looked at Yan Siyuan and Lu Xingci, and said mockingly: "So, the child in He Qianqian's belly is not Chu Xionghui's."

Lu Xingci nodded, "You can say that."

"Then Chu Xiong still cares so much about He Qianqian. If he finds out, he will definitely be mad," Qing Xiao said.

Qingyun hit him on the head, "That's not your fault. We'd better leave it alone. After all, it's a family matter."

Everyone nodded, not wanting to care about this mess. Their previous plans were successfully completed. Although there were some bumps in the process, the results were good.

Wedding banquet. Qingyun didn't want to come at first, but since she told Li Hangyu in advance that she would give him a big gift, she naturally wanted to come to congratulate him.

She came with Qing Xiao. Qing Xiao and Shen Lingfei are together. The male and female guests are not in the same place.

Qingyun didn't want to stay any longer. Not long after the banquet started, she was ready to get up and leave.

But if a male guest wants to drink, he will definitely not drink so quickly. So she decided to go back first without waiting for Qing Xiao.

Called Dongxue, "Go and tell Qing Ge and ask him to tell his elder brother that I'm going back first."

The winter snow goes quickly and comes back quickly.

"Did you say that?".

"Tell me, miss, Qingge said that the young master went to have a wedding ceremony, and he will tell the young master when he comes back."

"it is good".

The carriage drove leisurely on the street, and the sign of the Prime Minister's Mansion was clearly visible on the carriage. Passing pedestrians and vehicles gave way.

The journey from the Chu family to the Prime Minister's Mansion is not long, it takes about a quarter of an hour. Qingyun was a little tired and fell asleep in a daze.

When I woke up again, I was shaken awake by the winter snow and said "Miss, Miss, wake up quickly".

Qingyun woke up and shook her head, "What's wrong?".

Dongxue was a little scared and whispered: "Miss, this is not the way back to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Qingyun instantly became alert, opened the curtains and looked outside. This is no longer a street, but an unknown road with no one around.

The houses on both sides of the road are also old. Although they are not dilapidated, they are definitely unoccupied.

The carriage was still moving forward slowly, but there was no driver in front of it. The horse seemed to be attracted by something and walked forward.

Qingyun sniffed, and there was a smell in the air. It's very light and doesn't smell good. It should be used to attract the horse to move forward.

Putting down the curtains, she didn't dare to act rashly now. If she guessed correctly, her secret guards were all trapped. Otherwise this wouldn't have happened.

It was just her and Dongxue now. If she was alone, maybe she could escape. But she couldn't ignore the winter snow. This is the child she picked up in winter and raised.

Dongxue's eyes were wide open, filled with tears, but she was stubborn and refused to fall.

Qingyun stroked her cheek and comforted: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, everything will be fine."

Dongxue nodded vigorously, "I will definitely listen to the lady and will not drag her back."

"it is good".

The carriage moved very slowly, Qingyun pulled her and jumped out of the carriage. Instead of waiting for the slaughter, strike first.

Sure enough, when the two stood up, they were surrounded. Fifteen people in total.

Dongxue clenched Qingyun's hand in fear, and Qingyun shook it back, trying to give her a sense of security.

Looking around, the carriage has gone far. The men in black didn't give her time to think, and swarmed her.

Qing Yun pulled her through the winter snow to avoid danger, but she was stabbed. She groaned and grinned in pain.

Dongxue was so frightened that she burst into tears. They wanted to stop Qingyun's bleeding, but the man in black didn't give them a chance. Another sword thrust came over.

Qingyun dodged, flipped her wrist, and a silver needle flew out. The man in black reacted quickly and immediately made dodge movements, but was still stabbed.

The poison from the silver needle spread rapidly in his body. It was obviously extremely painful, but he seemed not to feel anything. The body only hesitated briefly before launching the next round of attacks.

Qingyun frowned, these people are definitely not ordinary secret guards, they should be dead soldiers. Protecting Dongxue, she had no way to use her skills and could only keep dodging.

The Qinglong Sword is in hand, but it can only be used to resist. Use your sword to block the attack on the left, but cannot block the attack on the right. Sword wounds appeared on her body.

With a palm slapped on her back, Qingyun leaned forward and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Miss, how are you, miss?".

Dongxue helped Qingyun up, her face full of worry and distress. Compared with Qingyun, she was about the same, with wounds all over her body.

The little girl who usually cried in front of Qingyun for a long time when she was cut by flowers and plants, now did not complain of pain at all and was still worried about her own comfort.

Qingyun felt a little guilty. If it weren't for herself, she wouldn't have suffered the unreasonable disaster along with her. Suddenly, Qingyun's eyes lit up.

The dead soldier who was poisoned just now, the toxin had invaded his heart, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and finally died.

And because of this man's fall, a gap appeared in their encirclement.

Qingyun hugged Dongxue tightly, leaned into her ear and said, "Go to Prince Xian's Mansion and ask Yan Qin'ao for help."

Before Dongxue could react, Qingyun threw her out of the gap with force. Dongxue was thrown to the ground, her body rubbing on the ground.

But she didn't hesitate at all, got up and ran. The only thing she could do was to find reinforcements.

Sure enough, Dongxue's escape did not trigger a pursuit by the dead men. Because their goal is themselves.

These are the dead soldiers, they only care about the target. Don't care about people other than your target.

This is also the biggest shortcoming of the dead soldiers. They are a group of puppets born to die.

Qingyun adjusted her posture. Most of her energy had been consumed just now, and now she was in excruciating pain all over her body. Because of that palm, her internal strength became a little unstable.

The only thing she could do now was to wait for help to arrive. Otherwise, she might really end up here today.

Wiping away the blood from the corner of his mouth, the green dragon sword flashed, blood spurted out, and a dead soldier died on the spot. The other dead soldiers didn't even see clearly how Qingyun drew the sword.

The sharp sword energy was forced towards the dead soldier next to him, and a green light flashed in an instant. The dead man felt a chill on his neck, and he immediately dodged and distanced himself from Qingyun.

He reached out and touched his neck, only to feel bright red blood. His eyes widened in disbelief, and he fell to the ground. The second dead soldier is solved.

Qingyun held a long sword in her hand, but she felt endless chill and murderous intent wherever she stood, like a Shura from hell.

The dead man swallowed, seeing death so clearly for the first time, as if it was right in front of him.