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

Qingyun didn't know if she had a fever again or if she didn't react. He didn't push Yan Siyuan away immediately, but let him hold her.

She suddenly thought of what the Queen Mother said. There were so many men in the world, and there would always be someone who matched her. But she always felt that Yan Siyuan might not be good in other aspects, but there was nothing to say about his appearance. Only Chu Huaizhou can compare with him.

Qingyun's mind was in a mess, and she had no reaction for a moment.

Yan Siyuan turned his eyes to look at her, "Are you okay?"

Qingyun suddenly came to her senses, left Yan Siyuan's arms, leaned over and said, "I have met His Highness Ninth Prince."

Yan Siyuan frowned and wanted to step forward to help her, but Qingyun dodged her. I had no choice but to let go.

Other guards chased him out, and when they saw this scene, they hurriedly knelt down.

"I have met His Highness the Ninth Highness in my humble position, Your Highness the Princess."

Qingyun raised her eyes to look at the person who came, and saw that the guards were not dressed like palace guards. "Who are you from?"

The guards looked at each other, seeming a little embarrassed.

Qingyun couldn't bear it, "My princess' words don't work, do they?"

Seeing that Qingyun was angry, a group of eunuchs and maids fell to the ground and said, "Your Highness, please calm down."

The guard also became frightened and said bravely: "I am a guard of His Highness the Eighth Prince. I am here to catch the maid who escaped."

Qingyun looked at the maid who was full of scars and out of breath from crying, "Is this how your eighth prince's house treats your maid?".

The guards looked at each other and did not dare to speak.

A person walked from a distance. He was petite, but his whole body was wrapped in black cloth, with only his eyes exposed. Qingyun felt that her eyes were familiar, but she couldn't remember them for a while.

When the guard saw the visitor, he respectfully greeted the "left deputy".

The visitor nodded and bowed to the two of them, "I have met His Highness Ninth Highness, Your Highness the Princess."

Qingyun glanced at her up and down, "You are...".

"The humble position is the deputy to His Highness the Eighth Prince, Zuo..." She glanced at Yan Siyuan and said "Zuo Xi".

Qingyun glanced at Yan Siyuan and then at Zuo Xi. No matter how she looked at them, they looked like they were having an affair.

"So...what are you here for?".

"Of course they are here to apologize. The people of His Highness the Eighth Prince knocked down the carriage of His Highness the Princess. We will take them back and punish them properly. I hope Your Highness the Princess will not blame you."

After Zuo Xi said these words, the little maid couldn't kneel any longer. Step forward and grab the hem of Qingyun's clothes, "Your Highness, Your Highness, please save this slave. I don't want to go back. Yan Muen is a devil, he...".

Before she could finish speaking, she was stabbed to death by Zuo Xi. When she pulled out the dagger, blood spattered out, and small flowers bloomed on Qingyun's skirt.

Qingyun didn't react at all. She was still lowering her head and listening carefully to what the maid was talking about. The injuries on her body also showed that she was abused.

Yan Siyuan pulled Qingyun aside. The maid had no support and fell down. Before he fell down, he was still looking at Qingyun, his eyes full of begging.

Qingyun raised her eyes and looked at Zuo Xi, "Who allowed you to kill her?"

"She was originally a maid who escaped from the Eighth Prince's Mansion, and now she knocked over the princess's sedan chair, which is already a capital crime. She was just a little quick in her humble position. She deserves to be damned if she scared the princess."

Qingyun raised her lips and said, "You really deserve to die."

Yan Siyuan reacted quickly, and a large group of forbidden troops surrounded several people.

Qingyun raised her hand, "Come here, take Zuo Xi down and put her in prison."

The imperial guards stepped forward and detained the person. But Zuo Xi chuckled, not panicking at all, "Your Highness, the humblest official is the Eighth Highness. Isn't it inappropriate for you to do this?"

"Then my Highness wants to capture you?" Yan Siyuan looked at her, his eyes were cold and piercing to the bone, "Put it down."

Zuo Xi was taken away, and the maid's body was also carried away.

.

Qingyun looked at Yan Siyuan and said, "Find someone to check."

Yan Siyuan nodded "Okay".

"Go back and tell Yan Muen that his deputy is dead."

The guard did not dare to speak, but just lowered his head.

The sedan chair was lifted again, and Qingyun felt her head hurt even more. Yan Siyuan accompanied her beside the sedan chair and followed her into the carriage.

Qingyun looked at him and asked, "Are you okay?".

Yan Siyuan smiled and took out a red brocade box. Only as small as a palm. He handed it to Qingyun, but Qingyun didn't take it and looked at him doubtfully.

"This is the medicine that Emperor Yan often takes. Check it out."

Qingyun took it and opened it. There was not a whole pill inside. It's a ball the size of a soybean. Put it to the tip of your nose and smell it.

"What's this?".

"I don't know, but it must not be simple."

"You suspect that someone poisoned Emperor Yan," Qingyun's voice became much softer.

"Have you seen Emperor Yan today?".

"no".

"Then when you meet him, you will know why I did this. But before that, you'd better study the ingredients of this medicine."

Qingyun looked at him inexplicably, but she still took it to heart. Yan Siyuan would not joke about this kind of thing.

Qingyun took the medicine and looked at it for a long time, and found that Yan Siyuan was still sitting opposite and looking at her motionless. She closed the lid and put the brocade box away.

"Is there anything else you can do?".

Yan Siyuan held his chin, "Can't I come to you if nothing happens?"

"If men and women are not intimate, I advise you to be more honest."

"I'm quite honest and I haven't done anything else."

Qingyun couldn't stand the look in his eyes and turned away from him.

"Xueer, are you still blaming me?"

"What's your fault?".

"nothing".

Yan Siyuan smiled and looked at Qingyun's profile. Just like countless times before, my heart beat faster again.

Qingyun was so confused by him that she didn't plan to talk to him anymore.

When he was about to arrive at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yan Siyuan got out of the car.

Qingyun could clearly see the instability when he jumped out of the car and the hesitation when he raised his hand. Of course she could also smell the intoxicating medicinal smell on him.

He frowned and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Yan Siyuan watched the carriage go away and lowered his head with some regret. He didn't dare to go to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He was afraid that Qing Xiao would kill him directly.

He didn't turn around until the carriage disappeared. His steps were steady and strong, and he didn't look like he was in trouble at all.

Qingyun was playing on the swing in the yard that day. Lin Ruochu sat in front of a stone bench peeling grape skins. Mo Jingchun was sitting on the other side embroidering the wedding dress.

The trip back took a lot of time. If she didn't hurry up, she might not be able to finish the embroidery.

Qing Xiao suddenly rushed in and happily hugged Lin Ruochu into his arms.

Qingyun's swing suddenly stopped and she looked at the two of them with wide eyes. Even Mo Jingchun stopped what he was doing.

"Qiqi, you are so amazing," Qing Xiao praised Lin Ruochu sincerely.

Lin Ruochu blushed and pushed Qing Xiao, "Let go, there's still someone here."