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

Mo Jingchun looked at Qingyun, with helplessness and sadness in his eyes. Qingyun raised her hand and took her hand, giving her a reassuring look and silently comforting her.

Mo Jiufu saw the actions of the two people in his eyes, and his calculations became a little more complicated.

Several people came to the carriage. This is the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Not only does it have the logo of the Prime Minister's Mansion on it, but the wood used to make the carriage is rare.

It was Qing Rongxu who found it specially. Just because Qing Yun got dizzy from the carriage, and the special fragrance of this wood was just right to cure motion sickness.

So this carriage became Qingyun's vehicle. She used this carriage wherever she went. No one else can use it yet.

Mo Jiufu looked at the carriage in front of him, his eyes flashing. He pulled Mo Weinuo and was about to go up, but before he could reach the door curtain, he was stopped by Xia Chan.

Mo Jiufu glared at Xia Chan, and when he looked back at Qingyun, his face was filled with smiles. The wrinkles on his face were wrinkled together, like crumpled newspapers.

"As expected of Your Highness the Princess, even the carriage is so exquisite, I am really impressed."

Qingyun ignored Mo Jiufu's flattery. Giving Xia Chan a look, Xia Chan stepped back. He also snorted at Mo Jiufu.

Qiuyue helped Qingyun get into the carriage. Just as Mo Jingchun was about to go up, he was pulled back by Mo Jiufu. The compliment to Qing Yunshi was gone from his face, and now only acrimony remained.

In Mo Jingchun's ear, he said: "Little sister, cousin, what do you mean, how can you not let people get on the carriage?".

Mo Jingchun frowned and said dissatisfied: "How can my cousin talk about my cousin like this? This is the capital, and there is an order of hierarchy. Naturally, my cousin got on the bus first."

Mo Jiufu didn't appreciate it and continued: "But...".

"Cousin, you should listen to me. This is the capital, not Jiangnan. Don't bring the rules of the house here."

The Mo family is a merchant and extremely wealthy. Although Jiangnan is not a big city, it is not a small village either.

Coupled with the Mo family's wealth, most officials would fawn over them. The Mo family will also find nuns to teach them etiquette, but the etiquette in the Mo family is that elders are respected and men are respected.

Even if they know etiquette, they still follow their own habits.

Qingyun opened the curtains and said coldly: "What are you doing? Why don't you come up?".

Mo Jiufu's face was immediately filled with a smile, and his face changed very quickly.

"Okay, okay, let's go up now."

Mo Jingchun pulled Mo Weinuo onto the carriage. As soon as Mo Jiufu raised his leg, he was stopped by Xia Chan again. This time, Xia Chan pulled out the sword directly.

Mo Jiufu was so frightened that he took a step back and said angrily: "Where does this dog slave come from? How dare you draw a sword against your master?"

Qingyun's cold voice came from the carriage, "Where does this villain come from, how dare he rush into the guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Mo Jiufu immediately humiliated and said, "Oh, cousin, the guard won't let my cousin get in the car."

Qingyun didn't speak, and Xia Chan was not good at words. Qiuyue said: "My lord, a girl who has not left the court cannot ride in a carriage with her husband. Doesn't my lord know?"

Mo Jiufu touched the tip of his nose guiltily, of course he knew. But what he wanted was this effect. From the moment he saw Qingyun, he had already been thinking about Qingyun.

Mo Jiufu bowed to the carriage hypocritically, "My cousin was abrupt, don't blame me.

Mainly because we don’t have so many taboos between cousins. It’s true that my cousin didn’t think it through well, so please forgive me.”

Hearing this, Mo Jingchun clenched his fists with anger. What he meant was that Qing Yun wanted to ignore her family ties and leave him alone.

Qingyun held Mo Jingchun's hand. As if she hadn't heard Mo Jiufu's words, she said to the coachman: "Go to the Yingbin Tower."

The driver only listened to Qingyun, after Qingyun finished her order. He drove directly to the Yingbin Building, leaving Mo Jiufu with a sigh of exhaustion.

Mo Jiufu didn't expect Qingyun to do this. He ate a mouthful of ashes and soiled his clothes. He was greeted by the ridicule of many noble ladies at the entrance of Jinxiu Pavilion.

In the welcoming building, Qingyun and Mo Jingchun were sitting in the private room. There was a table full of dishes on the table.

Movino must have eaten so well for a long time, so he kept stuffing it into his mouth. Qingyun looked at the way she was eating, and suddenly felt that she was very similar to herself, a person who did not leave any room for meat and vegetables.

Qingyun admired her very much and kept adding food to her. Mo Weinuo also likes his cousin Qingyun very much. He not only invites her to dinner, but also keeps bringing her favorite dishes.

Qingyun put down her chopsticks with satisfaction when she saw the pile of food in Movinuo's bowl. She suddenly realized the happiness of Qingrong Xu and Qing Xiao.

Wiping his hands, he said: "Eat slowly, don't be in a hurry. There is still a lot here. If you don't have enough, order more."

Mo Weinuo raised his head in the midst of his busy life and said with a sweet smile: "My cousin is so kind. I haven't eaten meat for more than a month."

Qingyun and Mo Jingchun looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes. The Mo family is so rich that even in a deserted teahouse, it is impossible not to eat meat.

Qingyun asked: "Didn't Mo Jiufu feed you?".

"I gave it, but only steamed buns and pickles."

Qingyun's expression gradually darkened, "Oh? Why doesn't he take you to eat something good?".

"My cousin said that we didn't bring enough money to go out, so we had to make do with it."

Qingyun curled her lips, feeling that she didn't have enough money. Isn't it just that he stole it for himself? He actually coaxes a child like this.

Qingyun felt distressed and touched Mo Weinuo, who was still engrossed in eating.

About a stick of incense later, there was a knock on the door of the private room. Qingyun said: "Enter".

The boss walked in, bending over and not daring to look up at Qingyun. He said respectfully: "Your Highness, there is a young man downstairs who says he is your cousin. Do you want to drive him away?".

"No, just let him come up."

"Yes".

Mo Jiufu finally walked into the door of the private room. His clothes had already been changed. He straightened the jade pendant around his waist and walked in while shaking his folding fan.

As he walked away, he said angrily: "This boss really has no eyesight. Even I dare to stop him. If it weren't for my cousin's sake, I would definitely buy this restaurant and get rid of this boss."

Qingyun said sarcastically: "There is someone behind this restaurant, I'm afraid you won't be able to buy it."

"No matter how powerful a person is, as long as he is given enough money, he will naturally give way," Mo Jiufu said disdainfully.

Qingyun didn't argue with him, as was the case in Jiangnan. Because it was far away from the capital and the official positions were very low, money was the most important thing.

But this is the capital, and no one will be short of money. The most important thing here is power.

Mo Jiufu glanced at the dining table where only the leftovers were left, and sighed: "Why did my cousin come by herself without waiting for my cousin? That's all. She didn't even wait for my cousin to start the banquet. It's really It makes my cousin heartbroken." Mo Jiufu looked pained and sad.

Qingyun was not used to him, "There are no extra carriages. Thank you for your hard work, cousin. Doesn't he know the way? He came so late."

There is no carriage anymore, don’t blame me. If you come late, you can't blame others.