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

Qingyun then stopped and sat on the bed obediently, "Mr. Huo, please tell me."

"Your Highness, no matter how the Ninth Prince is doing now, he is still alive. Even if you rush over now, you will not be able to save him, but it may make you confused. And the one who can save you two must be Your Highness the Princess. Know who it is.”

Qingyun was slightly stunned, as if thinking.

Seeing Qingyun like this, Huo Shengyuan nodded happily, "Princess, please thank me for contacting this person. If he doesn't arrive in three days, neither His Highness Ninth Prince nor you, Princess, will be able to do anything."

"Thank you, Mr. Huo, for the pointer. I understand."

Qingyun bowed to Huo Shengyuan and walked out of the room quickly. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Qing Rongxu and Qing Xiao.

Seeing Qing Rong Xu's white hair and old face, Qing Yun's eyes instantly turned red and she threw herself into Qing Rong Xu's arms. Tears fell involuntarily.

"Dad, I'm sorry," Qingyun choked.

When Qing Rongxu saw Qing Yun, he didn't react at first. But when Qingyun threw herself into his arms, he truly felt that Qingyun was still alive. It's really getting better.

The eye sockets are slightly red and the tip of the nose is slightly sour. He slowly hugged Qingyun tightly and gently stroked her back, "Silly child, how can I blame you for this?"

Qingyun raised her head from Qingrongxu's arms and looked at him with tearful eyes, "Dad, I've made you worried."

"It's okay, you are my daughter, I should be worried about you."

"Dad, now is not the time to be affectionate. You must first let Xue'er find someone who can save her."

Qing Xiao walked around anxiously. Seeing that the two of them didn't look like they were about to separate, he couldn't wait any longer.

"Yes, yes, Xueer, go quickly." Qingrongxu let go of Qingyun and urged.

Qingyun wiped the tears on her face with her sleeves and said "ok" firmly in her eyes.

"Brother, take me to the highest place in the capital."

"follow me". The two left and headed straight towards the palace.

The highest place in the capital is the twelve-story library. The two of them had no internal strength, so it was Qingge who sent them to the roof.

Looking at the unchanging prosperity in the capital, Qingyun's heart felt dull. He took out a bamboo flute and started playing.

The melodious and strange sound of the flute sounded and spread in the sky. Soon, an eagle flew over their heads and circled above them.

Qingyun stopped playing, looked up at the eagle, and shouted: "Call your master back and tell me I'm going to die."

The eagle's loud voice resounded through the sky, and it circled above the two people's heads, seeming to be answering Qingyun, and then flew away into the distance.

After the two came down from the roof, Qing Xiao was still in a daze, "Xue'er, who are you calling?".

"Big brother will know when he comes."

Qingyun didn't say anything, so Qingxiao didn't ask. The two of them did not go back to their mansion, but went to the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

Li Guanqi has fallen ill because of Yan Siyuan's incident. When Qingyun arrived, only Song Heqing was standing guard in front of Yan Siyuan's door. And he didn't look very good either.

Looking at the weak Yan Siyuan in front of her, Qingyun's internal organs trembled. She immediately started taking Yan Siyuan's pulse. The longer she took her pulse, the tighter Qingyun's brows became.

He let go of his wrist without relaxing his brows. Seeing that Qingyun was about to give Yan Siyuan acupuncture, Qingxiao grabbed Qingyun's arm.

"You can't use your inner strength now to save him."

"I know that I can only take the lead in hanging his life for him. And some acupuncture does not require internal force."

Qing Xiao then let go of Qing Yun's hand and stared at Qing Yun as she performed the acupuncture on Yan Siyuan.

There were more and more silver needles on Yan Siyuan's body. In Qing Xiao's eyes, Yan Siyuan gradually turned into a hedgehog. He twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly. Although he knew it was not the time to laugh, he still couldn't help it. So he turned his head and stopped looking.

When the last needle fell, Yan Siyuan stood up suddenly, spit out a mouthful of black blood, and fainted again.

But it was only a little better than what Qingyun saw when she first came in. Put away the silver needles, leaving only a few to survive.

Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, but an hour had passed. Wiping the sweat on his forehead, he couldn't stop breathing heavily. Her strength was giving out.

Qing Xiao lifted Qing Yun up and brought her back to the house. As the sky grew dark, Qingyun saw Mo Linghuai coming in a hurry, supported by Mo Jingchun.

Looking at Mo Linghuai, who had more white hair than Qing Rongxu in front of her, Qingyun's nose suddenly became sore.

Mo Linghuai walked quickly to Qingyun, looked up and down first, and after confirming that Qingyun was really well, he hugged her fiercely.

"It'll be fine if everything's fine, it'll be fine if everything's fine."

Hearing what Mo Linghuai said, Qingyun knew that Qingrongxu and Qingxiao had not told her the truth. He hugged Mo Linghuai tightly with his backhand.

"Mom, I'm fine, don't worry."

"Okay, okay", Mo Linghuai nodded with tears in his eyes, feeling like he had regained something.

This meal was extremely heartwarming. The few people's eyes never left Qingyun, watching her eat, and picking up food for Qingyun from time to time.

Qingyun's chopsticks never left her rice bowl. As long as she saw that there was no more food in her bowl, another dish would be picked up. Qing Rongxu, Mo Linghuai and Qing Xiao took turns, not giving Qingyun a chance to pick up her own food.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Jingchun never let go of the smile on his face.

After dinner, Qingyun was full of food as expected. She followed Qing Xiao back to his yard. Qing Xiao naturally knew what she wanted to do and did not refuse. Sitting cross-legged on the bed makes it easier for Qingyun to administer the acupuncture.

Qingyun looked at the self-conscious Qingxiao in front of her and couldn't help laughing, "Brother, I need to take your pulse first to determine your symptoms."

Only then did Qing Xiao react, smiled awkwardly, and stretched out his hand.

Qingyun took his pulse and compared it with Yan Siyuan. Qing Xiao's pulse is a little weak. It's not difficult to treat, but it's expensive. But fortunately, the Prime Minister's Mansion is not short of money.

After giving Qingxiao acupuncture, Qingyun didn't even have the strength to walk back. Still brought back by Bai Yin. After Qingyun is settled, Baiyin is guarding outside the door.

Also guarding outside the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion were soldiers from Dongling, who surrounded the entire Prime Minister's Mansion into an iron gate.

The sound of weapons clashing was extremely abrupt in the dark night. Bai Yin sighed, glanced at the golden water on the willow tree, and left Liangchen Garden.

The battle outside has ended, there are several corpses on the ground, and some have been captured.

Bai Yin sighed helplessly, "How many people have I offended? Why are there assassins every day?"

There were already countless waves of assassins, all of them coming for Qing Yun and Qing Xiao. They were all ready to take their lives while they were seriously injured.

It's just that they may not have thought that Dongling's soldiers would guard the entire Prime Minister's Mansion. For so many days, not a single killer has entered the Prime Minister's Mansion.