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

Seeing him like this, Qingyun lost her patience. He slapped the envelope on the table angrily.

"I put things here for you." Look at Yan Siyuan on the bed.

He just hummed without even opening his eyes.

Qingyun left angrily, closing the door with great force. Song Heqing, who was guarding the gate, was all shocked.

Qingyun looked at Song Heqing, "What's the matter with your highness's injuries?".

Song Heqing was a little hesitant, not sure whether he should say it or not.

"Song Heqing, come in" a majestic voice came from inside the room.

Song Heqing was frightened and said helplessly: "Your Highness, the Ninth Highness asked Beizhi to come in, and Beizhi passed first."

Looking at Song Heqing's back as he entered, Qingyun gritted her teeth angrily. He snorted at the door, turned around and left.

When she returned to Liangchen Garden, her anger was still there. When she saw Xizhu coming out of Xia Chan's room, she became a little angry.

"Who let you into her room?".

Xizhu was a little at a loss, "Your Highness, I didn't mean to be humble. I just wanted to take care of Xia Chan, so I went in as a last resort."

He could already tell that Qingyun was in a bad mood, and her tone was different from when she asked him to bring her back.

"Then you can't stay in there forever. It's a girl's boudoir. It's not good for you, a grown man, to go in."

"Yes, I understand." Xizhu respectfully agreed.

Qingyun was a little discouraged when she couldn't find anything wrong with him.

"Come here." When she came under the willow tree, Qingyun poured herself a glass of water.

He looked around mysteriously, and after confirming that no one was around, he approached Xizhu and asked, "Your Highness, how was he injured?"

Xizhu was stunned for a moment, and his emotions started to rise. With tears in her eyes, "Well, because my Highness didn't know about his marriage to Miss Meng, I went to find out more about it.

I thought it was just a misunderstanding, but His Majesty actually admitted it. His Majesty refused to marry her, so he had no choice but to use punishment. I gave His Highness twenty lashes, and then His Highness was injured."

Xizhu described Yan Siyuan as very pitiful and even wiped away tears. It's just that the eyeballs raised from the sleeves to observe Qingyun's reaction are a little weird.

Only Qingyun didn't care so much, "Isn't it just a verbal promise? How could Emperor Yan accept it so easily?"

"I don't know about this humble position. You can ask His Highness, he will definitely know."

She became angry when she thought of Yan Siyuan's face that didn't want to see her. She wanted to ask, but Yan Siyuan had to be willing to talk to her.

Seeing that Qingyun's attitude was wrong, Xizhu didn't understand what he said wrongly.

With a snap, Qingyun slapped her hand on the table, "You deserve it!"

Xizhu was startled. "Your Highness, is there anything else?"

"It's okay, you can go."

Qingyun thought for a moment and called Xizhu back, "Wait a minute, take this back."

He took out a bottle of medicine from his waist and threw it to Xizhu.

Xizhu took it.

Qingyun added, "Don't tell him I gave it to him."

"Okay, Your Highness."

In the Ninth Prince's Mansion, Yan Siyuan stared at Song Heqing. Song Heqing stared at him with sweat all over his head: "Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Yan Siyuan hated the iron and said: "You are really obedient. Come in when I ask you to come in."

"Ah? What should I do if I don't come in?" Song Heqing was confused.

Yan Siyuan didn't look at it and closed his eyes silently, "Go out, go out, and leave your highness alone."

"But Your Highness, your injury has not been treated yet."

"Then let's not deal with it. If it weren't for you...it would have been dealt with long ago." Yan Siyuan felt helpless as he wanted to beat him but couldn't find a reason.

Song Heqing had just left the room and still didn't understand what Yan Siyuan meant. Then he saw Xizhu coming over in a hurry.

He stopped him immediately and said, "Why are you in such a hurry? Your Highness doesn't want to see anyone right now."

"Oh, don't stop me. I have something important to do with His Highness."

"Nothing can happen. Your Highness is in a bad mood right now."

Xizhu looked at Song Heqing as if he were a fool and didn't even bother to talk to him.

He shouted directly inside: "Your Highness, Your Highness the Princess asked me to give you something from my humble position."

There was an immediate response "Come in" from inside.

Xizhu snorted at Song Heqing and walked into the door swaggeringly.

Song Heqing squatted on the ground and drew circles in dissatisfaction. I still don’t know where I offended Yan Siyuan.

"What did she ask you to bring me?" Yan Siyuan was a little anxious and walked towards Xizhu.

Xizhu mysteriously handed the porcelain bottle to Yan Siyuan, "Your Highness Ninth Prince, I asked Your Highness the Princess, this is her best medicine for wounds, and I gave it to you."

"Are you sure? This is the best medicine for her? Did you give it to me?"

Yan Siyuan still didn't believe that he could bear to ignore his injuries when he saw him just now. Now he even gives her medicine.

"Of course, Her Royal Highness the Princess said this herself," Xizhu assured with no guilt at all.

Yan Siyuan opened the medicine bottle and smelled it. It was indeed very good medicine.

Xizhu thought Yan Siyuan would use it to apply medicine, but he put it away.

It's a wooden box. There is also a bottle of medicine inside, which should be the same bottle that Qingyun gave him before, but Yan Siyuan wanted to take away.

There is also a painting that was burned a little bit. It was Yan Siyuan who rescued him from the fire. Now there is another bottle of medicine.

Xizhu didn't understand. "Your Highness, don't you use medicine to bandage it?"

Although what he said was a bit exaggerated, it was basically correct. Yan Siyuan was indeed injured because he was punished by Emperor Yan for entering the palace to discuss marriage. The injuries on Yan Siyuan's body are all real.

"Just bandage it casually."

Yan Siyuan did not want to use the medicine given by Qingyun, so Xizhu had to call Li Guanqi. Come and bandage Yan Siyuan's wound.

In the evening, the rain gradually stopped. Qingyun was a little groggy because she was caught in the rain during the day.

Seeing her like this, Mo Linghuai covered her with a thin blanket.

Qingyun was awakened and grabbed Mo Linghuai's arm, "Mother, why are you here?"

"Come and see you, what's going on?".

"It's just a little cold, nothing to worry about."

"You don't take good care of yourself at home either."

Qingyun smiled shamelessly and thought of one thing, "Mother, Meng Zirou...did you bring her into the palace?"

Mo Linghuai glanced at the sky and said, "To be precise, her entry into the palace is related to me, not because I brought her in."

"How did the mother let her enter the palace?".

"When I went south to visit relatives, I passed by the Meng family's village. I saw the slaves humiliating Meng Zirou. At that time, I felt a little pitiful when I saw her unyielding and refusing to bow her head even after being humiliated.

Such people should not just quit. So he showed her a way. As for whether to leave or not, how should we leave? That's her decision."

Qingyun looked at the warm Mo Linghuai in front of her, "Actually, the mother wants to avenge her daughter, right?"

Yan Yusen caused her to lose half her life and almost didn't come back. Neither Qing Rongxu nor Mo Linghuai could let go of this matter.