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

Qingyun gradually adjusted her state.

"It's okay, sister Ruochu. I know you are doing it for my own good. If sister Ruochu really blames herself, then punish her and send me back."

Lin Ruochu saw that Qingyun was really fine and was still in the mood to joke, so she felt relieved and said with a smile: "Okay."

Yan Siyuan has been treated as a guest, and Lu Xingci is also mingling with everyone.

Yan Siyuan's eyes never left Qingyun. Seeing Qingyun and Lin Ruochu talking and laughing, Yan Siyuan's expression softened unconsciously.

Even the female guests noticed something unusual, let alone the male guests who were close by.

Qingyun naturally felt Yan Siyuan's gaze, and she couldn't ignore the strong look.

Qingyun looked at Yan Siyuan and smiled at him, very decently. The best way to stay away from him was to classify him as an ordinary person.

Yan Siyuan clenched his fists tighter, a light flashed through his deep eyes, and he chuckled.

Meng Zirou's face turned dark. Looking at the interaction between Qingyun and Yan Siyuan, he felt that Qingyun was seducing Yan Siyuan.

After tidying up her posture, she walked in the direction of Qingyun. Although the ladies were puzzled, they all followed.

Seeing Meng Zirou walking toward her with a smile, Qingyun thought of a sentence: A weasel giving a New Year greeting to a rooster has no good intentions.

Sure enough, Mencius said: "Sure enough, Sister Qingyun's place is cooler. No wonder Sister Qingyun and Miss Lin don't want to go there."

If there weren't so many people, Qingyun would have wanted to applaud her. Doesn't this mean that they occupied the cool pavilion without telling them and unwilling to go there? It was not them who isolated her.

Qingyun narrowed her eyes, "Really? These two pavilions are only a few meters apart, but they are so different? Then I have to go and have a look."

After saying that, she pulled Lin Ruochu to the pavilion where they came from. Qingyun also walked around the pavilion and said: "It's the same, the difference is not big. Since Miss Meng likes that pavilion, just stay there." .

So the two parties seemed to have switched to another pavilion. Meng Zi gritted his teeth softly, but his appearance was still decent, "Why is sister Qingyun unwilling to join us and always avoiding us?".

Qingyun said directly, "Yes, I don't like being with you."

Meng Zirou didn't expect Qingyun to admit it, and she didn't know how to refute it for a moment.

Li Shumiao said: "Ms. Lin doesn't like us either?"

Qingyun had the right to be honest and dislike them, but Lin Ruochu did not.

Lin Ruochu said firmly, "No, I just prefer to be with sister Qingyun."

Qingyun glanced at Lin Ruochu, "Sister Ruochu, there is no need to provoke them to target me because of me."

Lin Ruochu didn't care, "It's okay, they will target me whether I'm with you or not."

Lin Ruochu was very happy to see this, and Qingyun also agreed with this.

The male guest was far away and couldn't hear what they were saying clearly. Even if he saw the two parties changing positions, he couldn't figure out why.

But it's different for those with internal strength. He heard the words on the other side clearly, and Yan Siyuan glanced at Meng Zirou and Li Shumiao dangerously.

Soon the Marseille started, and the male and female guests got closer. Shen Lingfei pulled Qingyun around and said, "Did they bully you?"

He raised his chin and pointed at Meng Zirou and the others, the meaning was obvious.

Qingyun smiled, "No, do I seem to be that easy to bully?".

Shen Lingfei felt a little cold and rubbed his arms, "You're right, let's go and bet on horses."

Yan Siyuan looked at Shen Lingfei's hand holding Qingyun's sleeve, and he wanted to cut it off.

Lu Xingci tapped Yan Siyuan's shoulder with his fan, "I told you, you don't have a crush on Qingyun. She's only twelve years old. Why don't you be so perverted?"

Lu Xingci looked perverted.

Yan Siyuan did not respond to him, but walked towards the horse betting direction.

"Hey, wait for me." Lu Xingci caught up.

Three horses and no rider, fair enough.

Shen Lingfei quickly pressed the money and waited for Qingyun to press it. Qingyun observed for a while and pressed another horse.

Shen Lingfei looked at Qingyun's horse and wanted to laugh, but he suppressed it. He felt that Qingyun was destined to lose. This was his racecourse, and he must know which horse was good and which one was bad.

Many people followed Shen Ling Feiyun. It was not the first time to play, and they all knew some tricks.

Of course, there were many who didn't want to play, but what I didn't expect was that Lu Xingcici, who was usually not willing to play, followed Qingyun, and there were a lot of money in the dozen.

Chu Yan advised: "Does Mr. Lu really want to press so hard? This horse has never won before."

Lu Xingci is the legitimate son of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion. Although he seems to play well with everyone, in fact, there are not many people who can catch his eye. He used to be the Ninth Prince, but now it seems that he is the only one.

Lu Xingci waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, I'm just having fun. I trust Miss Qing."

Lu Xingci raised his eyes and asked Yan Siyuan for credit.

Qingyun also looked at the legitimate son of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, but she didn't expect that he would follow her.

What was even more unexpected was that Yan Siyuan also pressed, following Qingyun. Before anyone could ask, Yan Siyuan said coldly: "I believe Lu Xingci," thus dispelling everyone's doubts.

Shen Lingfei hesitated. He didn't necessarily believe in Qingyun, but he believed in Lu Xingci and Yan Siyuan.

Gritting her teeth, she transferred the bet to Qingyun's side. Qingyun raised her chin slightly and gave Shen Lingfei a knowing look. Shen Lingfei regretted it instantly, but it would be too embarrassing to push back now.

Everyone else was a little miraculous when they saw this scene, and then started betting crazily. Who would be stupid if they didn't make money if they had money? Even those who didn't usually play were more or less bettors. After all, the four Qingyun people couldn't compare to the others. There are so many people.

Others didn't notice it, but Meng Zirou saw it. Yan Siyuan looked at Qingyun when he said that, so he believed Qingyun.

After thinking clearly in her heart, Meng Zirou hated Qingyun even more. Looking at Qingyun's white and tender face, she felt like she wanted to go up and tear her apart, but she remained gentle and dignified on the outside.

The horse racing soon began.

At first, the horse that everyone was betting on ran very fast, and suddenly the distance was widened.

Chu Yi challenged Qingyun and said: "You are going to lose."

Qingyun didn't care about him and remained calm.

Chu Yi didn't get Qing Yun's attention and snorted coldly, thinking: "We'll see how long you can stay calm. We'll know if you lose."

Shen Lingfei nervously grabbed Qingyun's sleeves, his palms sweaty.

Yan Siyuan looked coldly, "There are differences between men and women, Mr. Shen has overstepped it."

Shen Lingfei hurriedly let go of his hand and smiled innocently. He felt as if Yan Siyuan was going to eat him.

Meng Zirou kept paying attention here. Although Yan Siyuan's voice was not loud, she still heard it. Her hands were clenched, and her long nails dug into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

The horse racing was still going on, and the horse had been leading in the first half. Shen Lingfei closed his eyes in resignation.

But Yan Siyuan noticed that the distance between the two horses was gradually shortening. Qingyun must have seen something. Looking at the top of Qingyun's head, Yan Siyuan had an indulgent smile on his face.