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

Qingyun frowned and looked in the direction Mo Zitong left. I don’t know what I’m thinking.

"Are you okay?" Yan Siyuan looked at Qingyun with worry in his eyes.

Qingyun shook her head, "It's okay, let's go back."

Back in the room, Qingyun was still thinking about Mo Zitong. Qingyun couldn't understand his behavior.

The next day, the prefect of Nanzhou City visited. Qingyun hasn't woken up yet. Jiang Zhengqi's hand holding the tea was trembling, and half of the glass of water was spilled in his hand.

Lu Xingci drank tea calmly, while Mo Chunyi sat at the bottom. Yi Yishan put down the tea cup and said, "How come Mr. Jiang has time to come?".

"That...that...", he glanced at Mo Chunyi, "Your Highness is here. It would be disrespectful for me not to greet you. I am here to apologize."

He knew that Mo Chunyi and Qingyun were not getting along, but now was not the time to care about Mo Chunyi.

If he doesn't come, he will slap Qing Yun in the face and not take Qing Yun seriously. This can indeed make Mo Chunyi happy.

But that's the princess, and he doesn't have the guts to do that. Especially after hearing that the three prefects next to Xiyuan Mountain were all replaced by Qingyun. He rushed over without stopping, for fear of being a little slow.

"Master Jiang, you don't need to be so polite. Although she is the princess, she is still my niece. She is a child and will not blame Master Jiang."

"Yes, that's what Master Mo said."

Jiang Zhengqi looked down on Mo Chunyi in his heart. If it was true as he said, then he would not be bullied and would have to humiliate himself to bring Mo Lingzhi back.

And now they don't have to wait here for so long. They have been waiting for an hour. The sun was shining brightly outside, and Qingyun had no intention of coming.

Lu Xingci drank tea without any reaction, without any expression. They didn't dare to urge him, and Jiang Zhengqi even broke out in a cold sweat.

"Is Mr. Jiang very hot?" Lu Xingci looked at him out of the corner of his eye. This was the first time he had wiped his sweat away.

"No... no..., the weather is getting warmer, it's a bit hot."

"Yes, it warms up faster in the south." Lu Xingci said calmly.

Mo Wanhe also stood with her for a long time, and her legs were numb. "Maybe it's Mo Mansion's bed cousin who can't get used to sleeping. It's almost noon and she still hasn't woken up."

"So you know it too, I thought you didn't know it." Lu Xingci turned his eyes in her direction.

Mo Wanhe choked, "Oh, the bed in Mo Mansion is made of fine pear wood, and the quilt is made of sky silk. Your Highness the Princess is so noble that she is naturally uncomfortable with these things."

"Lan Ru told this prince that the bed in the princess's boudoir is made of golden nanmu and the quilt is made of Yun brocade. It's natural to not sleep well in the Mo mansion."

Mo Wanhe gritted her teeth. She wanted to express Qingyun's pickiness, but Lu Xingci told her how delicate Qingyun was. The things he said couldn't be bought even with money, so she didn't believe it.

"The prime minister's palace is filled with gold and silver, so it's natural that the princess is more delicate."

"I don't know whether the prime minister's house is filled with gold and silver, but I know that the cloud brocade was a reward from His Majesty, and the golden nanmu was given by the Queen Mother."

Mo Wanhe shut up, still thinking about throwing dirty water on the Prime Minister's Mansion, saying that the Prime Minister's Mansion was corrupt. As a result, they were all blocked by Lu Xingci.

Yi Yishan nodded, "Since Qingyun hasn't woken up yet, it's time for Mo Linghuai and Mo Lingzhi to wake up. Why don't they come?"

"I'm afraid Mrs. Yi has forgotten that Mrs. Mo is pregnant and cannot move around, and Lan Ru is still with her. What difference does it make if the Prime Minister's wife comes or not? Isn't Magistrate Jiang here to see His Highness the Princess?"

Lu Xingci turned his gaze to Jiang Zhengqi, who was frightened.

"Yes, yes, Prince Lu is right. I am here to see His Highness the Princess, not the Prime Minister's wife." Jiang Zhengqi lowered his head and ignored the slightly threatening gazes of Mo Chunyi and Yi Yishan.

Mo Chunyi chuckled, "Master Jiang is so diligent. After Qingyun leaves, he will visit Mo Mansion more often."

The meaning is very clear, Qingyun is only here for a while and will not stay long. After Qingyun leaves, Nanzhou City will still be under the control of Mo Mansion, and then Jiang Zhengqi will have the good fruit to eat.

"Why do you come to Mo Mansion for nothing? Mr. Jiang must remember that officials are officials and people are people. Don't blur the boundaries."

Lu Xingci glanced sideways at Mo Chunyi, "Same for Mr. Mo, but don't be arrogant just because your niece is the princess, your nephew is the young minister of Dali Temple, and your sister is the wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Lu Xingci was reminding him that he thought that the biggest one in Nanzhou City was Mo Mansion, because of the power of Qingyun and the others. If he dares to do what he said before, anyone he said can crush him to death.

"What Prince Lu said is that I will never do this."

Lu Xingci chuckled, very satisfied with his knowledge.

When Qingyun came in, the room was as quiet as a chicken, and she was still a little confused. Jiang Zhengqi suddenly slid down from the chair and knelt on the ground.

"I have seen Your Highness the Princess. Your Highness is well."

Qingyun signaled Yan Siyuan to help him up, "Master Jiang, you don't have to be so polite."

Jiang Zhengqi was not being polite. His legs were numb from not moving in one position for a long time. When he saw Qingyun, he immediately slipped down.

Qingyun sat at the top and said, "I'm sorry to keep Mr. Jiang waiting for so long."

"No, no, I've just arrived here not long ago. It would be great if Your Highness the Princess could come."

"Did your cousin sleep well?" Mo Wanhe didn't believe it. Qingyun really couldn't adapt to the bed in Mo Mansion.

"No, the bed board is too hard and the quilt is uncomfortable. I almost didn't sleep all night," Qingyun yawned.

"...As expected of Your Highness the Princess, you are truly precious."

"Since you know, why not change it to a better one?"

Mo Wanhe: "...".

This is already the best condition for Mofu. The things Qingyun is using now may not even be available in the prefecture. But Qingyun was still not satisfied.

What else could she say? If she said she couldn't change it, it would be a slap in Mo Fu's face. He said it was time to change, where could she get those things?

Mo Chunyi: "What Your Highness the Princess said is that Nanzhou City is far away from the capital, so that's all we can do. We can only wrong Your Highness the Princess."

Qingyun said with a smile, "I knew that my uncle could not be such a stingy person and would not treat his niece harshly."

"It's good that Your Highness the Princess understands my heart."

Qingyun was very satisfied with Mo Chunyi's attitude and turned to look at Jiang Zhengqi, "Since Mr. Jiang is here, let's finish lunch before leaving."

Seeing that Qingyun didn't look polite, Jiang Zhengqi agreed. Because Qingyun woke up late, lunch started quickly.

Originally they had lunch in their respective courtyards, but because of Jiang Zhengqi's arrival, they gathered together again.

Mo Nianjiu finally caught Lu Xingci. Lu Xingci had been waiting in the morning, not only to receive Jiang Zhengqi, but also to avoid Mo Nianjiu.

Mo Jingchun had to take care of the pregnant Mo Lingzhi, so Mo Nianjiu started to pester him, which gave him a headache. The concubine could not come forward to receive the guests, so he was quiet all morning.