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

Yan Qin'ao pretended to be profound and picked up the tea cup, "No problem, just go and have a rest if you want."

Qingyun looked at him suspiciously. He didn't seem to be okay at all.

But it shouldn't be a big deal, otherwise he would definitely remind her. Eating cakes casually.

Yan Qin'ao looked at Qingyun who was bored and said, "Yan Siyuan sent someone to me."

Qingyun's hand holding the pastry paused. The pastry was crushed, and he picked up the handkerchief next to him and wiped his hands.

"Just give it, what does it have to do with me?"

"If I had known this was for me, I wouldn't have caused so many troubles to her."

"Don't treat her like an object. She is a human being and you can't do that."

"It's just a vessel." Yan Qin'ao shook his head indifferently.

Qingyun raised her eyes and asked, "What do you mean?".

Yan Qin'ao was a little surprised, "Didn't Yan Siyuan tell you?".

Qingyun thought about what Yan Siyuan said to her that day, and she seemed to have said that Murong Yao was a poisonous person. It's just that she doesn't quite understand the meaning.

Seeing Qingyun frowning and thinking, she seemed a little embarrassed. Yan Qin'ao understood what Yan Siyuan said, but she didn't understand it.

Explained: "A voodoo cup is a container used to hold voodoos. Since she was a child, voodoo seeds have been introduced into her body through various methods.

Those who survive and grow up are called miko. He is one of the most respected people in Miao territory. She means nothing until the next miko shows up. There was only one choice left for her, and that was death...".

Qingyun was silent, her heart was very complicated now. As Yan Qin'ao said, Murong Yao grew up like this. You don’t need to think about it to know how difficult it is and how much pain you suffer.

It was obvious that she didn't like Murong Yao. Just because of that face. At the same time, she also knew that she was not Li Wenyao, so she avoided contact with her. This way there will be no conflict.

Now that she heard what Yan Qin'ao said, she didn't know whether she should have mercy or not. I feel sorry for her, but I don't feel deeply about her. Sighed slightly.

"Her grandfather is the clan leader, how could he let her become a witch?"

"It is precisely because her grandfather is the clan leader that she becomes a miko. Only in this way can her grandfather gain a foothold in the clan."

"How could he give up?" Qingyun was puzzled.

"Maybe... I don't care. Rights seem to be more important than family ties."

Yan Qin'ao's mood darkened. Like Murong Yao, he was the one who was abandoned by his relatives for the sake of power.

Qingyun knew she had said the wrong thing, "I'm sorry...I didn't mean it."

"It's okay. It's been so many years and I don't feel anything anymore." Yan Qin'ao smiled indifferently.

But in Qingyun's eyes, it turned into a bitter smile. You may not care if you are abandoned by your most trusted biological father. It was just buried deeper.

"Since she is already so miserable, do you still want to use her to detoxify?" Qingyun quickly brought the topic back.

"She was originally used to detoxify. Even if she didn't use it, she wouldn't survive twenty-four."

Qingyun didn't know what to say. She silently felt sympathy for Murong Yao. But nothing can be done.

She couldn't even cure a single voodoo, let alone the countless voodoo species in her body.

"Maybe her grandfather still loves her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have handed her over to Yan Siyuan."

"How do you say this?" Yan Qin'ao glanced behind Qingyun.

"If she is not brought out, she will die when the next witch takes over. If left to Yan Siyuan, she will live to be twenty-four years old, which will give her a few more years of life."

"Maybe, her grandfather is also guilty of her."

Qingyun sighed helplessly, after all, it was a blood relationship, so how could she completely ignore it.

At the gate of Prince Xian's Mansion, Qing Xiao came to take Qing Yun back. Just as he was about to get on the carriage, he was called back.

"I want to compete fairly with you."

Fair play? Qingyun looked at Murong Yao who suddenly appeared in front of her. But you didn't do this in the past. I can't learn those methods after all. Realizing that she had confused Murong Yao and Li Wenyao again, she shook her head.

"I won't compete with you, Yan Siyuan is yours." He stepped into the carriage.

Murong Yao didn't understand what Qingyun meant and wanted to step forward to ask. Qing Xiao stopped in front of the carriage and wouldn't let her get close.

Looking at Qing Xiao's fierce gaze, Murong Yao hesitated. took a step back.

He shouted to the carriage: "No matter what you think, I will compete fairly with you."

Qingyun turned a deaf ear to her words and said, "Let's go."

Watch the carriage move away until it disappears from sight. Murong Yao just walked into Prince Xian's Mansion. Come and go as you please, no one can stop you.

He sat across from Yan Qin'ao and stuffed the cakes into his mouth. Yan Qin'ao was not surprised at all by her arrival and raised his eyes to look at her.

"Did you hear everything?"

"So what if you heard it?" Murong Yao played with the cake in her hand, as if she didn't care at all.

"Your grandpa...".

"Don't mention him to me."

Murong Yao crushed the cake in her hand and became a little excited.

Yan Qin'ao stopped mentioning it and changed the topic.

"Sometimes I really can't figure out whether you like her or hate her. You love to cause trouble for her so much."

"Can't you see? We are enemies, enemies who like the same man."

"Oh, you don't like Yan Siyuan."

"So sure?".

"Ok".

"Since I don't like Yan Siyuan, then why do you think I want to trouble her?".

Murong Yao approached Yan Qin'ao and looked at him strangely.

Yan Qin'ao frowned and pushed her away, "I don't know. She doesn't like you, so don't appear in front of her again."

Murong Yao sat back down and said, "What? Do you want to lock me up like him?".

"No, but I will... kill you."

The flash of red light made Murong Yao shiver.

His murderous intention is different from Yan Siyuan. Yan Siyuan rarely said he wanted to kill her, he always took practical actions. Drag her to the brink of death. If the people around him hadn't stopped her, she would have died long ago.

Yan Qin'ao's murderous intention was reflected in his eyes and words. But she understood that he was not just talking.

He laughed at himself, "Aren't you going to rely on me to get rid of the poison? I can't get rid of it even if I die."

"Do you think I care?".

Looking at Yan Qin'ao's eyes, Murong Yao knew that he really didn't care.

"You don't have to kill me. I will die when I am twenty-four."

"You're right, you'll die sooner or later. Early... seems good too." Yan Qin'ao looked at her with a playful smile.

Murong Yao clenched her fists, "My life is never decided by myself." The sad tone makes it difficult to say harsh words.

Yan Qin'ao didn't seem to hear it, "Your life has always been in your hands, it's just that you don't care."

He waved his hand, signaling Yu Chuan to push him away. Not far away, he stopped.

"If you want to live a few more years, don't bother her again."

Murong Yao hummed disdainfully and looked at the crushed cake in her hand.

She really didn't like Yan Siyuan. It's just curiosity that makes Qingyun troublesome. She could tell that Qingyun was afraid of her. It was like he knew her, but she had never seen her before.