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

Qingyun has passed out and doesn't know anything anymore.

She was moved to another room. The bed was a makeshift bed and was divided into three levels. Put charcoal on the first layer, chopped herbs on the second layer, and Qingyun on the third layer.

The smell of herbs wraps around Qingyun's whole body due to the roasting of charcoal fire. After the herbs are dried, the herbs are replaced.

The room was extremely quiet, except for the sound of cutting and changing herbs. The servants were busy in an orderly manner.

Qing Xiao directed the entire process, looking for herbs in various places from time to time. He was so busy that he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Mo Jingchun also searched all the Mo family's pharmacies in the capital overnight, looking for the medicinal materials Chu Huaizhou needed.

Chu Huaizhou was not idle either, he kept giving Qingyun Qi. A large amount of medicinal materials enter the body without Qi conditioning, and it is easy to become disordered. Therefore, as long as Qingyun's treatment lasts, his true energy will need to be delivered.

Taking a deep breath, the zhenqi in his hands once again accumulated strength and was sent towards Qingyun. What he was thinking about was that he was lucky to have deep inner strength, otherwise he wouldn't be able to survive now if he continued to use it up like this.

Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, so others couldn't see the sweat on his face and the slight exertion.

Now four hours have passed, and everything seems to have just begun.

On the other side of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mo Linghuai was wearing clothes and looking at the dark sky. Holding the corner of her clothes tightly, "Do you think she will get better?".

"Yes, I will definitely do it. Our lady is a lucky star." The mother-in-law next to her comforted her in a timely manner.

Mo Linghuai smiled bitterly, "Yes, she is a lucky star. My Xue'er, you must get better...".

He clasped his hands together, lowered his head and whispered, piously praying for his daughter's well-being. She had worshiped many gods and Buddhas, but at this moment, she just wanted her daughter to be well.

She was in the Prime Minister's Mansion. How could she not know anything about such a big battle? It's just that I don't want to be a drag.

This night, no one sleeps...

It was so hot, Qingyun felt like a roast chicken being put on the fire, her whole body was being roasted. I couldn't help but turn over, it was still very hot, I couldn't stop sweating, and fell into the "fire". It sizzled, as if it was being roasted.

Chu Huaizhou and Yan Qin'ao stared at Qingyun who kept turning over, feeling dazed for a moment.

Chu Huaizhou curled his lips and smiled, his Adam's apple rolled twice, "That's enough, the next step is up to her."

Yan Qin'ao then stopped his hand and exhaled a sigh of relief. Exhausted, he rubbed his arms and his eyelids were drooped.

This is already the third day, and they have been delivering a steady stream of Qingyun's energy for three days.

On the second day, Chu Huaizhou couldn't hold on any longer. Fortunately, Yan Qin'ao arrived in time and took over from him to continue the transportation. The two took turns to cooperate and only lasted for one day. In the end, it was only through the two of them that they exhausted their last bit of inner strength and managed to survive until now.

Yan Qin'ao was so tired that he was taken back to rest by Yu Chuan after he stopped.

Chu Huaizhou weakly raised one leg and placed his hand on the ground. Staring at Qingyun on the bed, she gave a weak smile.

"Little girl, you have put me through a lot of trouble. You owe me this favor."

What answered him was Qingyun's even breathing.

With a chuckle, Chu Huaizhou raised his hand, and Wen Zeyi stepped forward to support him, being too obedient.

Chu Huaizhou rationalized the wrinkles on his robe and said, "You are sincere to her. What's the point of staying here for so long? She can't see it."

Ever since Qingyun fainted, Wen Zeyi had been watching over her. Bringing tea and water, changing dressing residue, and always paying attention to Qingyun's condition.

He glanced at Qingyun, who was sleeping soundly, so peacefully, "She doesn't need to know, and she doesn't need to be disturbed."

Chu Huaizhou sneered, "If you need help, just tell the master. She owes the master her life now. As long as you want, the master can...".

"Master! This shouldn't be like this...". Wen Zeyi looked away, slightly angry at Chu Huaizhou's words.

Chu Huaizhou curled his lips and stopped talking.

The two walked out of the door, and there were already people standing outside. Chu Huaizhou was startled and patted his little heart.

Looking at everyone, "What...are you all gathering here for?".

Mo Jingchun helped Mo Linghuai stagger forward two steps and came to Chu Huaizhou, with fear and expectation in his eyes, "Mr. Chu, my Xue'er... Xue'er...", Swallowing hard, "...is...ok?".

She didn't dare to ask for fear of getting an answer she couldn't accept. When she asked this question, everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Huaizhou.

Chu Huaizhou glanced at everyone and let go of Wen Zeyi's hand holding him. With one hand behind his back, the other smoothed away his messy hair. Sighed deeply.

ah~

With this sound, Mo Linghuai felt like his sky was falling. There was a buzz in his head, and he fell back as soon as his vision went dark.

Qing Rongxu didn't have time to feel sad and hurriedly stepped forward to support Mo Linghuai. Qing Xiao was not idle either, he took a step forward to catch Chu Huaizhou. Shen Lingfei wanted to enter the room directly to find Qingyun, but was stopped by the soldiers with Bai Yin.

Chu Huaizhou didn't expect that his sigh would be so lethal. Avoiding Qing Xiao, he stood aside and cleared his throat, "Ahem, I haven't spoken yet, why are you reacting so loudly?".

"I advise you not to grind, otherwise don't blame me for taking action." Jin Shui held the silver needle, and the golden lines on the silver needle flashed in the sun.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are really good at protecting the Lord. I dare to point a silver needle at your boss."

"Chu Huaizhou, everyone here is worried about Qingyun's condition. You'd better be more serious." Lu Xingci put away the folding fan and said seriously.

Chu Huaizhou stopped pretending, "Qingyun is fine. She will wake up soon. You can go in to see her later."

After saying that, he took Wen Zeyi and left. He also needs to rest now, and there is still a tough battle to fight next.

Mo Linghuai came back to his senses. When he heard that Qingyun was fine, his whole body seemed to be drained and he relaxed. Put your hands together, close your eyes piously, and shed a few tears.

Shen Lingfei finally became honest and said, "I knew, I knew Qingyun would be fine."

At this moment, everyone's worries for a long time finally dropped. It landed firmly on the ground.

The sun penetrated the thick clouds and illuminated the bustling capital city. The haze for three consecutive days finally cleared up. The entire capital could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Even Emperor Yan slowly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the news.

He still didn't want anything to happen to Qingyun. She was very lively when she came to him that day. He thought she was fine, but he didn't expect her to be so dangerous in the end.

Now, only Yan Siyuan is left. Others can also have a good sleep for the time being.