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

The three of them collapsed inside and their pupils dilated. You look at me and I look at you, neither of them dare to speak.

Qing Xiao smiled brightly, "Say it and I can save them."

"You don't have to be afraid of what will happen if you say it, because you didn't say it, but... wrote it."

The jailer brought paper, inkstone, pen and ink and placed them in front of the three of them. Qing Xiao frowned when he saw this ridiculous scene.

The hand tendons and hamstrings of these three people were all severed, so how could they possibly pick up a pen? Just as he was about to speak, Yan Siyuan stopped him.

The two looked at each other and Qing Xiao said: "Everyone, get out."

When there were only five of them left in the cell, Qing Xiao watched helplessly as one of the dead soldiers picked up the brush and looked at Yan Siyuan in disbelief.

Yan Siyuan raised his eyebrows, he knew it. Such a dead soldier must have a life-saving medicine in addition to the poison to commit suicide.

It not only reduces their five senses, but also allows them to recover quickly from injuries. When he got closer just now, he saw the scabbed wound.

But they were executed every day. How could the wounds on their bodies scab so quickly unless they took medicine? The truth was exactly as he expected.

Qingge came in from the outside and saw the dead man lying on the ground writing something. He placed the food box on the table between Qing Xiao and Yan Siyuan.

Qing Xiao glanced at it and asked, "What is this?".

Eating in a cell was really unheard of for him. Qingge opened the food box and took out the pastries.

"This is the pastry the lady asked me to bring."

Qing Xiao's expression instantly changed from impatient to joyful. Even Yan Siyuan turned his head.

"Xue'er asked me to take care of you?"

"Yes".

Ignoring Qing Xiao, he picked up a pastry and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste spreads in the mouth.

He didn't like sweets, but now he thought this pastry was pretty good.

Qing Xiao looked at him with disgust, picked up a pastry and ate it elegantly, "Xue'er just felt sorry for her elder brother, and specifically asked Qingge to give her a pastry. It's not like someone who is just rubbing against me."

He used his peripheral vision to observe Yan Siyuan's reaction. It turned out that Yan Siyuan had no reaction at all, but he was eating pastries faster.

Qing Ge was listening to him and was embarrassed to expose him. Qingyun obviously asked him to bring this because she felt that there were too many pastries to eat and wasted, and she didn't ask him to bring them specifically.

Qing Xiao lowered his head, there was no pastry on the plate. Qing Xiao was furious, "How could you do this? You ate everything while I wasn't paying attention."

Yan Siyuan glanced at him sideways, ate the last bite of the cake in his hand, and said proudly: "The cakes Xue'er sent are so sweet."

Qing Xiao was so angry that he swallowed the cake in his hand and chewed it hard, as if he was chewing Yan Siyuan.

In the evening, as soon as Qing Xiao returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, he saw Qing Rongxu waiting for him at the gate.

He turned around and tried to run away, but Qing Rongxu caught him and said, "What are you doing?"

Qing Xiao turned around and said with a smile: "I haven't taken anything yet, so go back to Dali Temple."

"Really? What's so important? I need to make a special trip back. Let's go, dad will go with you."

"No, no, no, it's not something particularly important. It doesn't matter if you don't take it today. What's wrong with you?"

"Haha, since there is nothing left to take, let's accompany dad to your little sister's place. Dad has something to ask you."

Qing Xiao sighed, knowing that he would definitely not be able to escape, so he had no choice but to accept his fate and come to Liangchen Garden.

Qingyun, Mo Jingchun and Mo Linghuai were all there. The three of them were talking and laughing happily. It was obvious that Qingyun was very happy. This is different from being in Prince Xian's Mansion.

Qing Rongxu strode in and said as she walked: "What are Xueer talking about? You are so happy."

Qingyun sweetly shouted: "Dad".

"Hey, I haven't seen my father for such a long time. Will Xueer miss my father?"

"Of course, Xueer misses her father."

"Hahaha, Xue'er's health is feeling better?"

Qingyun rolled her eyes and said, "Much better."

"That's good, that's good. Don't do such things again in the future, it will save your parents from worrying."

Mo Linghuai also said: "Yes, yes, when I heard Ze'er say that you have a febrile disease and can't come back, it scared my mother."

Qingyun comforted: "Don't worry, mother, my daughter will never die again."

"Okay, okay, Xue'er is the best."

"Ling'er, do you want to go to the kitchen? Xue'er hasn't eaten at home for so long, she must be really hungry."

"Yes, yes, I'm going to the kitchen now to make Xue'er's favorite food."

Mo Jingchun also saw something fishy and said, "I'm going to help my aunt."

After the two left, Qing Rongxu lost her smile and said seriously: "Tell me, what happened."

Qing Xiao looked at Qing Yun and asked Qing Yun if she wanted to say anything. Qingyun knew that she couldn't hide it from Qing Rongxu.

He said: "Dad, it's not a febrile disease, it's an assassination."

Qing Rongxu suddenly became nervous, "Where was the injury? Are you all healed now? Is there any root cause of the disease? I will ask the doctor to come and take a look now."

Qingyun stopped Qingrongxu from calling the doctor, "Dad, please listen to me."

Qing Rongxu was calmed down and sat down to listen carefully to Qing Yun's words.

"Dad, my daughter's injuries are somewhat serious, but fortunately the wise king arrived in time and there is no danger of her life. Now there are only some residual injuries and no root cause of the disease has been left."

Qingrong Xu's eyes were red, "You kids know how to pick out nice things to say. How can it be considered a minor injury if you can only get out of bed and walk after being raised for more than a month? It's your father's incompetence that makes you suffer this kind of injury."

Seeing Qingrong Xu like this, Qingyun and Qingxiao were both frightened. Qingyun said: "Dad, this is not your fault. What is supposed to come will always come. Some people want to harm you, but it is impossible to prevent them. How can it be your fault?"

Qing Xiao was surprised and said: "Dad, don't be like this, it's too scary."

Qing Rongxu's sadness instantly retracted, "You brat, you can't even protect your sister, so what's the use of you!"

Normally, Qing Xiao would have started to refute, but this time, he didn't.

Instead, he said: "It's my fault this time that Xueer suffered this kind of injustice."

Qingyun looked at the two sad people in front of her with disgust and said, "That's enough for you two."

Qingxiao and Qingrongxu finally came out of their sadness and made Qingyun happy together.

Mo Linghuai outside the door had tears streaming down his face, clutching Mo Jingchun's arm tightly, forcing himself not to make a sound.

Mo Jingchun also looked sad. Mo Linghuai wiped his tears and said softly: "Let's go."

As the two of them walked to the kitchen, Mo Jingchun asked: "Don't my aunt blame my cousin?".

They were going to the kitchen, but came back halfway. I originally wanted to ask Qingyun if there was anything in particular she wanted to eat, but I didn't expect to hear these things.

Mo Linghuai shook his head, "No, she is doing it for my own good, so how can I blame her?"

"But she still hid it from you."