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

Qingyun visited all the streets in the capital, large and small. I really have no interest in these things. Sitting on the top of the welcoming building and blowing in the breeze is quite unique.

Qingyun held her chin up and looked at the bustle below, and from time to time she could still see scenes of Lang Qing and Concubine. It's actually much more comfortable than being down there.

Yan Siyuan stared at Qingyun and couldn't help but smile when he saw her smiling. Always intoxicated in her every smile at different moments.

The streets were noisy. Qingyun tilted her head, put away her smile, and looked slightly confused.

Yan Siyuan frowned and looked down along her line of sight.

A group of people appeared on the street, wearing strange clothes. The body seems to be covered with colorful strips, and the colors change. Wearing ghost faces, green faces and fangs, some even have horns.

The body is curved and the hands are holding different utensils. There are bells and silver fans. There are some things I haven't seen before.

They formed a circle and danced a strange dance. There was a cart in the middle, and a white-haired masked man stood on it.

His mask is different from the person underneath, with a red face and blue teeth. Even the clothes are mainly dark red. It looks weird and mysterious.

He also danced strangely, clasping his hands together from time to time, as if begging for God's help.

In the eyes of the people in the capital, this was something they had never seen before. Everyone gathered around him in surprise.

But the outermost circle is composed of soldiers. Judging by the sword, he is from the Ministry of Rites.

The man in the middle looked up again, this time he stayed slightly longer. Because he was looking at Qingyun.

Qingyun looked at him without blinking. He slowly raised an evil smile.

Qingyun couldn't see his expression, but she could see a hint of joy in his eyes. I was happy because I saw Qingyun.

"Knowledgeable, tell me." Qingyun held her chin and looked at the people walking very slowly below.

Yan Siyuan frowned, "Nuo dance, also known as ghost show. It is used to worship gods and dance ghosts in the southeast area, and it is used to drive away ghosts and epidemic diseases."

"Since it's from the southeast, how can it come to the capital? And it needs to be escorted by people from the Ministry of Rites."

"I don't know, they came too suddenly."

Yan Siyuan was also a little confused about the scene in front of him.

Qingyun stood up and patted the dust on her body. "They probably all went on a tryst. It's just the two of us now. Let's go and meet them."

Qingyun jumped down in a flash, followed closely by Yan Siyuan.

On the street, people performing Nuo dance were stopped. A couple knelt on the ground holding an unconscious child.

The woman was crying with tears all over her face, which showed that her heart was as sharp as a knife, "Please ask the gods to save my child."

As soon as the word "god" came out, people around him started discussing it.

The couple kept kowtowing and kneeling, and the Nuo dance team stopped.

Some soldiers came forward and wanted to drive the people away, "You dare to stop the people His Majesty wants, don't you want to live?".

The soldier's reprimand made the two hesitate. The soldier wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by the people behind him.

A man wearing a ghost mask pushed away the soldiers and said, "How did you know that we can cure diseases?".

The woman seemed to see a glimmer of hope, and she was so excited that she wanted to grab the man's clothes. But the man stepped back, leaving her empty-handed.

But the woman didn't care, "The grassroots' hometown is in the southeast, so they naturally know the role of this Nuo dance. Going down to earth to save people in the name of gods can bring people back to life. Please ask the gods to save my children."

With the words "resurrection from the dead", the people around him took a breath. Some don't believe it, and some are more cautious.

Qingyun hid in the crowd, full of doubts about the woman's words.

"Since you are so pious, please ask the Lord to save this child." The green ghost face turned around and looked respectfully at the red ghost face above.

The red ghost nodded and slowly walked down the platform. The woman lay the child flat on the ground.

I saw the ghost face holding the bell and circling around the child. He then took the incense handed over by the green ghost face and gently shook it on the tip of the child's nose. Then he kept dancing around the child.

In half a cup of tea, the child really woke up. A cry of wow, as loud as a newborn baby.

The couple picked up the child and kept kowtowing to express their gratitude, "Thank you to the gods for saving me, thank you to the gods for saving me."

The red ghost walked back to the high platform, stretched out his hands and raised his head. A low roar came out, and the sky was clear just a moment ago. It started raining heavily in an instant.

The people around him were already shocked by the trick that had just brought him back to life. Now even more people are kneeling down to pay homage to the gods.

Qingyun and Yan Siyuan stood abruptly, but they had no intention of bowing.

Yan Siyuan took an oil-paper umbrella from nowhere and kept the rain out.

Qingyun crossed her arms and looked at the self-proclaimed god on the stage, "The weather is good today, but there are thunderstorms. It's a pity for these flowers."

Yan Siyuan raised his eyebrows, "No, I went to Qin Tian Supervisor today to predict that it will rain. The more expensive flowers have umbrellas."

"It turns out that Huo Shengyuan is no longer a decoration."

Yan Siyuan laughed.

The red-faced ghost also opened a big umbrella on the high platform, and he seemed to hear the conversation between Qingyun and Yan Siyuan. Turning to look at the two of them.

This time he was not looking at Qingyun, but Yan Siyuan. Yan Siyuan looked at him without giving in at all, even with contempt. It's like looking at ants.

This seemed to cause him dissatisfaction. The green-faced ghost got the order. He took a step forward and pointed at the two of them, "Why don't you kneel down?"

Qingyun found it funny. He laughed mockingly and had no intention of paying attention to him.

Yan Siyuan, on the other hand, sneered and said: "Your Highness dares to kneel, can you bear it?".

The red-faced ghost was frightened and took a step back unconsciously. The green-faced ghost had no brains and continued to say arrogantly: "How can you not bear it? Our Lord represents God."

The leading soldier was in a dilemma and saluted Yan Siyuan and Qingyun, "I have met His Highness the Ninth Highness, Your Highness the Princess." It was a reminder to the green-faced ghost of their identities.

The green-faced ghost didn't expect that Yan Siyuan was the prince, so he looked at the red-faced ghost with some fear.

The red-faced ghost bent down and bowed to the two of them without any delay, "I have met His Highness the Ninth Highness, Your Highness the Princess. I am clumsy, and I hope Your Highness will forgive me."

Qingyun raised her eyes and looked at the leading soldier. This is Chu Xionghui's personal guard.

"What are you doing?".

"Back to the princess, this is the envoy your Majesty asked us to send to each other."

Qingyun nodded. Apart from these, she probably couldn't ask anything else. Turning to look at the red-faced ghost.

"The wizard is quite powerful."

"The princess is so complimentary, I'm just doing things for heaven."

"Who is Tian? A god?".

"Your Majesty, please be careful, this is not something we can discuss."

A thunder struck in the sky, scaring the green-faced ghost to his knees. The red-faced ghost also hurriedly knelt down and bowed to the sky, "asking God to appease his anger."

Qingyun snorted lightly, turned and left.

Yan Siyuan held an umbrella for Qingyun and looked back at the people with nagging eyes, full of disdain.

The rain didn't last long and stopped soon. Half an hour later, the sky became bright again and the sun shone brightly.

The people all attributed the rain just now to the red-faced ghost.