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

Qingyun sat on the swing, holding the ropes on both sides with both hands. The left hand exerts force and the right hand supports weakly.

Qiuyue pushed her behind her, pushing very gently to avoid hurting Qingyun's wound. So the swing is not very big.

Qingyun was still in a daze, and the slowness felt like a rocking chair, making her a little sleepy.

"Ah!", a scream pierced the sky.

Qiuyue held on to the swing and looked at the screaming person with Qingyun.

Dongxue stared with big eyes, covered her mouth with one hand, and pointed to the corner of the wall with one hand, with a look of horror on her face, "Miss, there is... there is...", and she stammered for a long time without speaking clearly.

"What's there?" Qingyun stood up and approached.

The place where Dongxue pointed was the small door. A corner that most people cannot find. Moreover, Qingyun also specially made some tall weeds to block it.

Just now the winter snow was fluttering at the butterflies, so I got to that place. Qingyun thought she just discovered Xiaomen and was a little surprised. But the look on her expression was more than that.

Qingyun pushed aside the grass and leaned forward to look inside. It is indeed a small door, but there is one person, no, it should be half a person. Because his lower body is still outside the small door.

Because she was discovered by Dong Xue, she was now lying on the ground with her fingers clasped together, covering her head, and her face was not exposed at all.

"Poof", Qingyun couldn't help but laugh out loud, and quickly covered her mouth. It wasn't the time to laugh yet, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

"Miss, what should I do?" Dongxue was still a little scared. A person suddenly appears, and anyone who sees it will be frightened.

"Ahem, you go out first, leave this place to me." Qingyun cleared her throat, trying to hide her uncontrollable smile.

"But...will it be dangerous?" Dongxue was still a little worried.

"Don't worry, it won't happen. You go quickly, go quickly." Qingyun pushed Dongxue and Qiuyue away.

After the two of them walked away, they turned back, squatted down, and poked the still motionless person on the ground, "Okay, they are gone, you can come out now."

Qingyun recognized Yan Siyuan just by looking at the back of his head. In order to save his last face, Dongxue and Qiuyue were driven away.

Yan Siyuan was still lying on the ground, facing the ground, and shook his head.

Qingyun poked him again, "I'm alone now. I feel uncomfortable lying down all the time. Come out quickly."

Yan Siyuan finally put down his hand, slowly raised his head and looked at Qingyun, "I...I can't get out." After saying that, he lay down again.

"Pfft, hahahaha", Qingyun couldn't bear it anymore, she laughed while holding her stomach, and collapsed on the ground laughing.

Yan Siyuan buried his head again. In fact, when he first arrived, he planned to use Qinggong to get in with the help of the tree outside the Prime Minister's Mansion like before.

But the tree outside the wall was cut down by the Second Artillery. Although it was possible to get in, it was more troublesome and it was easy to step on the broken porcelain pieces on the wall.

Just when he was struggling, he discovered this dog hole. He knew that Qingyun could come and go freely from this dog hole. So, driven by curiosity, he decided to give it a try.

It went smoothly at first, but he regretted it until he found that his butt couldn't pass.

His butt was stuck outside, and he tried to get back, but it happened that it was easier for his arms to get in than to get out.

So he wandered around here for half an hour, but he couldn't come out. Instead, he was covered in dust.

When Dongxue approached, he almost thought about how to die, but no matter what method of death, it would be better than the current social death.

Qingyun finally stopped laughing. She raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Then what should you do now?"

Yan Siyuan raised his head. There was some dust on his face, especially the tip of his nose, which was in direct contact with the ground and was already dark.

Looking at Qingyun, there was grievance in her eyes. Not only did she not look embarrassed now, but she even made people feel distressed "I don't know either."

If he had ears now, they would be droopy. Qingyun's conscience was a little condemned.

"I'll pull you out." Qingyun moved to the opposite side of him and "Give me your hand."

Qingyun stretched out her hand, and Yan Siyuan handed it to Qingyun. Yan Siyuan's hands are large, and their skin color is darker than Qingyun's, which is in sharp contrast to Qingyun's small hands.

Qingyun used strength to lean her entire body back and push her legs off the ground.

As a result, after spending a long time, Yan Siyuan didn't move at all, but Qingyun was so tired that she sat on the ground and gasped, "Is there something on your waist?".

Yan Siyuan nodded, "There is a jade pendant."

"Take it down."

"Let me try." Yan Siyuan retracted his wrist, took off the jade pendant from his waist, and threw it aside.

Qingyun took a glance and saw that the jade pendant was not big, so it shouldn't be the problem with the jade pendant.

Qingyun lay down where Yan Siyuan was stuck, carefully observed it, and also looked at the wall, and had a rough plan in mind.

"Wait until I come back." She patted Yan Siyuan's head, stood up and left.

Yan Siyuan was afraid that she would ignore him, so he asked, "Where are you going?".

"Go get something, you'll know later." Qingyun ran very fast.

After a while, Qingyun came back with an iron rod. Yan Siyuan was surprised, "You want to smash the wall?"

Qingyun gave him a smart look, "To be precise, it's to expand my little door."

Qingyun squatted next to the wall. This dog hole was originally formed by a few loose bricks. Now it only needs to be removed with a few more bricks.

Just do it. I kept hitting the wall with the iron rod, and sure enough, it turned loose after a while.

Qingyun saw hope, and knocked a few more times, successfully knocking down a brick. Using the same method, a total of four bricks were knocked down before Yan Siyuan came out. Qingyun was already covered in sweat.

Yan Siyuan slowly crawled forward. He had been stuck for so long that his legs were numb and he couldn't get up now.

So the two of them sat on the ground. One is resting and the other is beating his legs.

Yan Siyuan got up before Qingyun and walked into Qingyun's room familiarly. Qingyun ignored him and was used to it.

When Yan Siyuan came out again, he had a soaked brocade handkerchief in his hand. Kneeling on one knee in front of Qingyun, he gently wiped her sweat.

Qingyun looked at him, she looked like an abandoned puppy when she was stuck just now. Now he looks like a down-and-out nobleman.

Looking at the dust on his face, he felt more and more uncomfortable, so he snatched the brocade handkerchief from Yan Siyuan's hand and wiped his face. "It was so dirty."

When she reacted, Yan Siyuan was looking at her with extremely gentle eyes.

Qingyun looked at him and felt the irregular heartbeat. She quickly turned her face away, threw the handkerchief on his body and "wiped it herself", then stood up and left.

Yan Siyuan took the handkerchief and didn't understand what was wrong with Qingyun. But he still wiped his face clean.

Qingyun sat in front of the stone table and glanced at Yan Siyuan who was walking over. She accidentally glanced at a certain part and her pupils dilated slightly.

She knew why Yan Siyuan was stuck. His buttocks were very perky, not just ordinary perturbations, they were so perky that even clothes couldn't cover them.

Qingyun was puzzled. She usually didn't notice such a raised butt. She really wanted to pat it.

Thinking of this, Qingyun shook her head crazily. Why did she show her old and perverted side? Go back, go back.

Just as Qingyun was punishing her other side, Yan Siyuan laughed silently.

Qingyun thought she hid it well, but Yan Siyuan still saw her bright eyes.

Qingyun pointed a finger at him and asked, "What are you doing here?" She wanted to change the subject quickly.

Yan Siyuan put away his smile, sat next to Qingyun, and took out a porcelain bottle, "It's used to remove scars. The effect is very good. No scars will be left at all."

Qingyun picked up the porcelain bottle and smelled it. It was indeed good stuff.

She didn't really care about the scar, because she usually wore long sleeves, so it didn't matter if it was covered.

But of course it's better not to have it, after all, everyone loves beauty. She can do it herself, and the effect is no worse than this, but doing more is worse than doing less. She is lazy.