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

Turning around, she saw Yan Siyuan standing motionless, and Qingyun was a little angry. I walked up to him in a few steps, just about to get angry. Yan Siyuan fell straight down and fell on top of Qingyun.

Qingyun caught him off guard and staggered two steps back before stabilizing him. As soon as he touched it, Yan Siyuan felt hot all over.

He glared at Xizhu who was watching the show and said, "Why don't you come and help me soon?"

As soon as Xizhu took a step forward, he froze in place. For a moment I didn't know whether to leave or stay.

Seeing that he hadn't come over yet, Qingyun urged him again, "Why are you still standing there?"

Xizhu handed over to Qingyun, "Your Highness, I suddenly thought of something, so I'm going to leave now." After saying that, he ran away without giving Qingyun a chance to refuse.

He ran a long way before he stopped and patted his little heart. Yan Siyuan was lying on Qingyun, so of course Qingyun couldn't see his expression.

But Xizhu saw clearly that when he took that step, the threat in Yan Siyuan's eyes was very strong. He can guarantee that if he takes another step forward, his life will be in danger.

On the road of offending Qingyun or Yan Siyuan, he chose to stay alive for the time being. If you offend Qingyun, you can live for a few days, but if you offend Yan Siyuan, you may die on the spot.

Qingyun over there was still struggling to support Yan Siyuan. He sighed helplessly. She couldn't help but murmur in her heart. Sure enough, she couldn't rely on anyone, especially the people around Yan Siyuan. She still had to rely on herself.

Fortunately, Yan Siyuan was not completely unconscious and could still walk a few steps. Otherwise Qingyun really couldn't get him.

He found an unoccupied room and threw Yan Siyuan on the bed. After moving her shoulders twice, she felt that her shoulders were about to break.

He glanced at Yan Siyuan who was lying on the bed and began to undress him. While taking off her clothes, she had to explain, "I don't have any bad thoughts about you. I just want to save you and save your life."

Although he said this, Yan Siyuan's eight-pack abs appeared in his mind. His face turned red unconsciously.

She took off Yan Siyuan's coat first, and then the inner garment. Taking a deep breath, shaking off the unwanted thoughts, he began to untie his knot.

But the air gradually became hotter, and Qingyun even had a little sweat on her forehead.

Taking off his shirt, Yan Siyuan's muscular upper body was exposed. There were wounds everywhere, and the surface of the wounds had turned white and opened because of the water.

Qingyun thought from the beginning that he had a high fever because of inflammation of the wound. Looking at these hideous wounds, Qingyun frowned. She didn't expect them to be so serious. He glared at Yan Siyuan who looked pale.

"You really deserved it. You knew I knew how to drink water, but you still jumped down. You knew clearly that the wound couldn't get water, but you still went to wash it. You didn't even bandage it. You deserved to be burned to death."

Qingyun taught him a lesson, but the movements of her hands did not stop. Her medicine kit is still there.

But what she didn't notice was Yan Siyuan's raised lips and soothing brows.

She first used a dagger to cut off the rotten flesh on his body, and while cutting it back, she observed Yan Siyuan's expression.

Although he was in a coma, he was not incapable of feeling pain. Qingyun used some Mafei powder, but it had little effect.

Yan Siyuan's head was covered with sweat, and his lips trembled slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Qingyun couldn't bear his pain and sped up the movements in her hands.

There were too many injuries on his body. After treating all the wounds, Qingyun was already sweating profusely. Then she applied medicine to each wound, no matter how big or small, Qingyun didn't let go of any of them.

Finally, wrap it with cotton and wrap it up to get everything done. Qingyun has begun to lose strength. Sitting on the ground gasping for air.

When Qing Xiao came in, this was what he saw.

He helped Qingyun up from the ground and poured her a glass of water, "You should rest for a while first."

Qingyun nodded. She thought Qing Xiao would deal with the aftermath, but Qing Xiao didn't do that. He was ready to go out without even looking at Yan Siyuan.

Qingyun stopped him in confusion, "Brother, Yan Siyuan...".

Qing Xiao had no choice but to turn back. He knew that if Yan Siyuan was not well today, Qingyun would be the one who had to suffer in the end.

He picked up the quilt next to him and casually covered Yan Siyuan. He also straightened the person's body. When I helped him, I also deliberately pressed his wounds.

Yan Siyuan didn't react at all.

Qing Xiao gritted his teeth and said, "It's quite bearable."

Yan Siyuan was still unconscious, with his eyes closed without moving.

"Brother, there is medicine for typhoid fever in the medicine box." Qingyun's meaning was obvious, and she fed it to Yan Siyuan.

"Which bottle?" There were many bottles and cans in Qingyun's medicine box, but Qingxiao couldn't see them.

"Don't take the wrong one with the white jade vase."

"Okay", Qing Xiao smiled. He took the porcelain bottle next to the white jade bottle and it said "Hua Gu Powder" on it.

He also deliberately waved it in front of Yan Siyuan and whispered: "If you can still endure this, then you are really powerful."

Just when he was about to pour the medicine into Yan Siyuan's mouth, Yan Siyuan opened his eyes and asked, "What is Qing Shaoqing doing?". His voice was very hoarse because of the fever.

"Oh, His Highness Ninth Prince is awake. This is not okay. I am giving you medicine." Qing Xiao smiled mischievously.

"Really? Did Qing Shaoqing take the wrong medicine? Isn't this medicine... a little inappropriate?"

Yan Siyuan glanced at the medicine bottle in his hand. It was just a little bit before Qing Xiao was about to pour into his mouth.

"Look at my eyes, they just don't work. Don't blame me, Your Highness, if I take the wrong medicine. This is your medicine."

Yan Siyuan glanced at it and saw "Itchy Powder" written on the bottle.

He closed his eyes again and said, "Xue'er, Qing Xiao is going to kill me, uh...".

Before Yan Siyuan finished speaking, his mouth was covered by Qing Xiao. Staring at him and threatening, "If you dare to complain, I will tell Xue'er about your fake coma."

Yan Siyuan blinked twice and signaled Qing Xiao to let go. Qing Xiao let go of his hand.

"I don't have to say it, but you can't think about killing me anymore."

Qing Xiao was a little embarrassed, but Yan Siyuan was about to start shouting when he saw him like this. Qing Xiao had no choice but to promise him, "Okay, I won't kill you."

This time, he finally got the medicine. Pour out one and stuff it into Yan Siyuan's mouth. His actions were rude, and he wiped his hands in disgust after feeding him.

Qingyun sat at the table and looked at the two people with an expression that looked like they were mentally retarded. They were in the same room and not far away. How on earth did these two people think she couldn't hear them? Do you think she is deaf?

But now, she didn't want to deal with the childish behavior of these two people. So she pretended not to hear.

The news about the Lotus Banquet quickly spread throughout the capital. Even Emperor Yan went to Qingyun for questioning.

After confirming that the evidence was solid and there were no problems, he didn't say anything and rewarded her with a lot of things.