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

Looking at Qingyun's eyes, she was a little scared, so she pretended to be calm and said: "Quickly let go of me, princess."

Qingyun suddenly released the soft whip, and Yan Yusen suddenly lost strength. His body leaned back and fell to the ground.

The eunuch rushed forward and carefully helped Yan Yusen up. Yan Yusen's facial features were grim with pain, and he pushed away the people around him.

He said angrily: "Why should you let go!?".

Qingyun sneered, "Didn't you ask me to let go?"

"If this princess tells you to let go, just let go. If this princess tells you to die, how come you are still alive?"

"That means the princess is not very good. This didn't even kill me." Qingyun gave Yan Yusen a provocative look.

Yan Yusen swung his whip angrily, but Qingyun easily dodged it. He wrapped the whip around his hand with his backhand, pulled the whip over with force, and threw it far away.

Yan Yusen was pulled forward by Qingyun. Fortunately, he stabilized himself in time, otherwise he would have been a fool.

Yan Yusen wanted to pick up the soft whip, but Qingyun blocked her way with a long stride.

"Qingyun, you bitch, this is a soft golden whip. If it breaks, are you worthy of it?".

"Whether you can afford the compensation or not, don't bother the princess. With the assets of the Mo family, a soft whip is more than enough."

"You just rely on the Mo family being rich. Without the Mo family and the Prime Minister's Mansion, you are nothing."

"She is the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace and the princess of Tianyuan Kingdom."

Yan Yusen seemed to have heard something funny, and looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahaha, just you? Give me back the princess of Tianyuan Kingdom? You are just an outcast with a name but no real power. You really think that you are a person." ”.

"Really? What does Her Royal Highness mean to you? Isn't she just a princess with an empty title and not even a fief?" Qingyun said sarcastically.

Yan Yusen was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his hair suddenly exploded, "So what, then I am also the only princess of Tianyuan Kingdom. Today I will show you the power of this princess!".

Qingyun dismissed it and stood still to see what she wanted to do.

Yan Yusen chuckled and took a step back, keeping distance from Qingyun. Pointing at Qingyun's forehead. He said arrogantly: "Catch her and take her to the dungeon."

The eunuchs who had been respectful to her just now and drove her away with their sedan chairs now rushed forward and surrounded Qingyun.

Qingyun stood upright and glanced at the eunuchs surrounding her, the silver needle in her hand looming.

Yan Yusen was not aware of Qingyun's murderous intention at all, and was still watching the fun unfold from above.

The corners of Qingyun's lips rose, and in just one turn, the four eunuchs fell to the ground.

Yan Yusen's smile froze on his face, with a look of disbelief.

Qingyun frowned, her expression was not right. She was able to escape from the assassination of fifteen dead soldiers, and anyone who was not a fool would have guessed that she was capable of martial arts.

But Yan Yusen, the mastermind behind the scenes, actually tried to catch her with three eunuchs who didn't know how to use martial arts.

Coupled with her shocked expression now, Qingyun had reason to suspect that those dead soldiers might have nothing to do with Yan Yusen.

But Yan Yusen's next words changed Qingyun's mind.

Yan Yusen's sharp voice pierced the sky, "Qingyun, you are actually good at martial arts. No wonder fifteen dead soldiers couldn't kill you."

Qingyun asked in confusion: "Did you send those dead soldiers?".

Yan Yusen quickly covered his mouth, "No, I didn't, don't frame me."

Qingyun rolled her eyes. It seemed that she was the mastermind behind the scenes, but she might not know the strength of those dead soldiers.

Qingyun held the silver needle and approached Yan Yusen, threatening: "So it's you who sent someone to assassinate me. That's just right. I'm coming back now."

Yan Yusen's eyes widened and he stared at the silver needle in Qingyun's hand. Fear occupied her brain, and she retreated uncontrollably.

Qingyun kept approaching her. In this way, two people, one kept getting closer and the other kept retreating.

Until a pebble slipped Yan Yusen down, and she sat on the ground in horror. Ignoring the pain in my butt, I just wanted to get up.

Qingyun stepped on her hand. "Ah!!" Yan Yusen shouted in pain.

He used his other hand to break off Qingyun's embroidered shoes in an attempt to save his own hand.

But Qingyun didn't give her a chance and stepped on with the other foot. Yan Yusen let out another painful scream.

Qingyun looked at her expressionlessly and crushed her hard. She felt the knife wounds and sword wounds on her body. The feet are constantly exerting force.

Yan Yusen was sweating in pain, and his tears couldn't stop falling. Crying: "It hurts, it hurts, let go quickly, let go of this princess!".

Qingyun raised her chin slightly, it was already this time and she still refused to admit defeat. He crushed it hard twice with his feet, causing Yan Yusen to scream again.

"Qingyun, I want to ask my father to kill you and destroy your nine clans!!".

Qingyun slowly squatted down, not caring about her threat. Lifting her chin with his hand, he admired the pale little face full of tears and pain.

Yan Yusen glared at Qing Yun with hatred, the hatred in his eyes could print Qing Yun's reflection, wishing he could cut Qing Yun into pieces with a thousand knives. If the eyes were lethal, Qingyun would probably be dead long ago.

Qingyun shook her face away and wiped her hands with a brocade handkerchief. Slowly approaching Yan Yusen's ear, Yan Yusen wanted to retreat with a look of horror on his face.

But his hands were still at Qingyun's feet, and there was no way he could retreat. When Qingyun came closer, she closed her eyes and trembled all over.

A laughter like silver bells appeared clearly next to her ears, and then hot air swept over her ears, making her shrink her neck in shock.

"You should be lucky that this is the palace, otherwise, you will definitely die."

Yan Yusen opened his eyes suddenly and looked at Qingyun. She clearly saw the murderous intent in Qingyun's eyes. From Qingyun's black eyes, she saw herself in a miserable state.

Qingyun smiled slyly, glanced behind her, closed her eyes and fell down.

Yan Siyuan rushed over quickly and held Qingyun in his arms in an instant without touching the ground at all.

Yan Yusen looked at this scene in shock, then looked back and saw Yan Jingcheng and Yan Emperor walking together.

She thought she was saved, but before she could be happy, she received Emperor Yan's sword.

Thinking of Qingyun who had just fallen, she instantly understood what Qingyun meant. But trying to explain it now is almost useless.

Yan Siyuan looked at the pale Qingyun in his arms, the hand holding her trembled slightly, and said in a solemn tone: "Come here, take down Yan Yusen and take her to the dungeon!".

The imperial army stepped forward and directly suppressed Yan Yusen. They did not care whether Emperor Yan was present or not, and completely obeyed Yan Siyuan's orders.

Emperor Yan opened his mouth, but in the end nothing came out. Yan Yusen's hands that were pressed behind his back were trembling uncontrollably, and he looked numbly at Qingyun lying in Yan Siyuan's arms.