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

Qingyun returned to Liangchenyuan. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Yan Siyuan sitting at the table and drinking tea leisurely.

Qingyun slammed the door shut again, laughing so hard that she didn't want to go in at all.

Qiuyue, who was following Qingyun, didn't see the scene inside the house, but saw her lady opening the door and then closing it hard.

Qingyun turned around and said, "I'm tired and want to rest. You can go down first."

Qiuyue nodded and left without doubting his presence.

Qingyun took a deep breath, opened the door again and walked in.

Yan Siyuan didn't react much and still drank tea slowly.

Qingyun walked to the other side and sat down. She also poured herself a cup of tea. She raised her eyes and said, "Isn't His Highness Ninth Prince banned? He is still so free that he can even break into a woman's boudoir at night."

Yan Siyuan put down the teacup, looked at Qingyun and said with a smile: "This is not the first time. Why should Miss Qing be so concerned?"

Qingyun gritted her teeth, it was indeed not the first time, but this is not the reason for you to break into my boudoir, Qingyun thought angrily in her heart.

He said helplessly: "Tell me, what are you doing here again?".

Yan Siyuan smiled slyly and said: "Of course you are here to seek my reward."

"What reward?" Qingyun was confused.

Yan Siyuan suddenly leaned forward and leaned his upper body forward. Qingyun looked at the handsome face only one finger away from her, her face turned red, she stood up in shock and moved away from Yan Siyuan.

Yan Siyuan chuckled and said teasingly: "I saved you, shouldn't Miss Qing pledge my life to you?".

After listening to Yan Siyuan's words, Qingyun no longer cared about being shy and said in surprise: "Yan Siyuan, you are perverted, I am only twelve years old."

Realizing that she had said the wrong thing, Qingyun covered her mouth and rolled her big eyes.

Yan Siyuan didn't seem to notice Qingyun's gaffe. He crossed his long legs and came to Qingyun's eyes. The distance between the two was less than one person. Qingyun wanted to retreat, but there was a screen behind her and there was no way to retreat.

"What do you want to do?" Qingyun felt a little panicked.

Yan Siyuan's eyes darkened, he bent down and approached, and a low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, "It's okay, I can wait for you."

Warm breath spread to her ears, and a numbing feeling spread all over her body. Qingyun wanted to retreat again, but accidentally knocked down the screen.

Yan Siyuan quickly pulled Qingyun into his arms. There was a loud noise, and Qingyun was frightened and shrank into Yan Siyuan's arms.

Yan Siyuan has a cool ink fragrance, which smells very good.

Yan Siyuan's deep eyes looked at the girl huddled in his arms, his eyes darkened, his eyebrows moved slightly, and his magnetic voice became deeper.

"Is it too early for Miss Qing to throw herself into your arms? I am a gentleman, not a pervert who even cares about a twelve-year-old child."

These words were obviously sarcastic to what Qing Yun just said.

Although he said this, the hand holding the person did not loosen at all, and Yan Siyuan felt the tenderness in his arms stiffen.

Qingyun knew that Yan Siyuan was laughing at her previous words. Qingyun pushed him away, her face turned red, and she said angrily: "You pulled me."

Yan Siyuan pinched his fingertips, feeling a little pity, and said with a decent face: "Miss Qing is right."

His words blocked all Qingyun's other rebuttals. Qingyun puffed up her little face angrily, stared at Yan Siyuan with her round eyes.

Yan Siyuan rubbed his fingers and raised his hand to pinch Qingyun's face.

Qingyun quickly took a step back, and Yan Siyuan's raised hand fell into the air. He smiled helplessly, turned around and walked towards the window, and said in a relaxed tone: "I'm waiting for Miss Qing's reply."

Then he left through the window.

Qingyun stayed for a while, fanning her face desperately with her two little hands, then covering her chest, and it took a while to recover.

She is not a child. No matter how freely she acts, she cannot really have the mentality of a child.

She didn't understand what Yan Siyuan meant, let alone why he did this.

According to her understanding of Yan Siyuan, everything he does has a purpose and is beneficial to herself. So what is his purpose this time?

Qingyun couldn't understand.

That was the person she had been chasing for ten years. It was impossible to say that there was no relationship, and during those ten years, she had been chasing him.

He didn't do anything wrong, he just didn't love her.

If she wasn't sure at the beginning whether Yan Siyuan was the Yan Siyuan she knew, then she was even more uncertain now.

If they were the same person, Yan Siyuan wouldn't do this. He didn't hate his pursuit, but he didn't like it either.

But the current Yan Siyuan feels too much like him. Qingyun's sixth sense tells her that the current Yan Siyuan is him.

Although she said she intended not to pay attention to him, she couldn't do anything without any trouble when he came to her. Yan Siyuan, what do you mean? You didn't like me in the past, but what about now?

Qingyun immediately shook her head and got rid of this strange thought. He didn't like her in the past and couldn't change it for ten years. How could it change now? She was no longer Ji Nanqiu, so they had nothing to do with him.

Qingyun gathered her thoughts and saw the messy room. She held her forehead. Fortunately, she had sent all the maids in the yard away in advance. Otherwise, no one would have heard such a loud noise.

Qingyun sighed and prepared to go to bed first. We would talk about the screen tomorrow.

It is indeed impossible that no one heard it. As soon as Yan Siyuan came out of Qingyun's room, he felt that someone was following him, so he circled around the capital and finally got rid of the person in an alley.

When he returned to his room, he found Qing Xiao drinking tea. Yan Siyuan squinted his eyes dangerously. This scene looked so familiar.

Qing Xiao took a sip of tea with enjoyment and said with a smile: "His Ninth Highness's tea is good. Your Highness has worked hard, would you like some?"

Qing Xiao stared straight at Yan Siyuan, his dark eyes were like thick ink that couldn't be melted away, and there was a faint look in his eyes.

Yan Siyuan felt the danger, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, a cold breath suddenly emanated from his body, and the words out of his thin lips were as cold as ice: "No, as long as Mr. Qing likes it."

Qing Xiao quickly threw the tea cup towards Yan Siyuan, and Yan Siyuan sidestepped to avoid it. At the moment of contact, both of them started to move.

Yan Siyuan's punches were as fast as lightning, creating a series of afterimages, making a whirring sound, and setting off gusts of wind, which was frightening and chilling.

Qing Xiao couldn't help but dodge, and with a flip of his wrist, the hidden weapon in his sleeve shot out, turning into a stream of light and shooting towards Yan Siyuan's leg.

Yan Siyuan paused with his feet, his body was as light as flying, he leaped into the air, lifted up several feet in an instant, and landed lightly on the top of the wall, standing steadily, his clothes fluttering and making a hunting sound.

Qing Xiao quickly followed up, and silver needles and flying knives poured out.

The two of them were fighting fiercely here, while Song Heqing and Qing Ge were holding swords with their hands. They were wearing the same black clothes, the same posture, the same expressionless faces, and the same unpreparedness to help. They didn't even look at each other.