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

Qingyun frowned, turned to look at Wen Zeyi, who was wearing a royal blue brocade suit, and asked, "Don't you like this color?"

Wen Zeyi was still immersed in endless hatred and did not respond to Qingyun's question.

Shen Lingfei asked Qingyun again, "Qingyun means, if you like white so much, will you not like wearing clothes of other colors?"

Wen Zeyi finally understood what Qing Yun meant, and he bowed and said: "Your Highness the Princess, you are worrying too much. White is the national color of Dongling, so the people respect it. But other colors are also acceptable."

Qingyun nodded, finally knowing why both the Bai family and the Imperial Master were dressed in white.

Shen Lingfei looked at Wen Zeyi tangledly, and the way he wanted to say it but didn't dare to say it made Wen Zeyi uncomfortable.

"Young master Shen, just say whatever you want, don't worry about it."

"Why is your national color white? There are so many colors in the world, and white is mostly used for funerals. Don't you think it's taboo?"

In fact, Qingyun also wanted to ask this question, but she just didn't think it was polite. Shen Lingfei still understands her.

Seeing Qingyun and Shen Lingfei looking at him curiously, Wen Zeyi didn't hide anything.

"Donngling is covered with snow all year round, and there are only two seasons in a year: winter and summer. Winter is long and difficult, and summer is short and warm. So what people see most is white.

And snow brings us enough water and allows crops to survive the winter safely, so we think white snow is sacred and use white as the national color.”

Qingyun and Shen Lingfei were relieved. They adopted white as their national color because they saw it every day. Tianyuan's bright yellow is only available to the royal family. Sure enough, different countries have different customs.

While they were talking, the troops of the Imperial Guard had already arrived at the city gate.

Chu Xionghui and Qing Xiao took a step forward, raised their hands and bowed to the chariot of the Imperial Preceptor: "Chu Xionghui, Minister of Rites of the Tianyuan Kingdom (Qing Xiao, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple), has been ordered by the emperor to welcome the Imperial Preceptor to the capital."

After the two of them finished speaking, there was no reply from the national master. There was a moment of silence. The two looked at each other, but neither spoke again.

A woman stood up on horseback next to the carriage. She was wearing a veil and her appearance could not be seen clearly. Wearing a narrow-sleeved white gauze dress, she held a long sword in her hand.

A clear voice said: "The Imperial Preceptor represents the entire Dongling, and Tianyuan sent these small fish and shrimps to welcome him. Is this Tianyuan's way of hospitality?"

Hearing this, Chu Xionghui looked solemn and his face darkened. Qing Xiao, on the contrary, smiled brightly, like a galaxy.

"This is the way of hospitality in Tianyuan Kingdom."

"Then your Tianyuan Kingdom is nothing more than this. It's still called a country of etiquette. It's so embarrassing!" The woman in white sneered.

Qing Xiao burst into laughter, "The envoy spoke too early. The way of hospitality in Tianyuan Kingdom is to follow the etiquette according to your status. If it is you, King Dongling, who comes, it will naturally be ours." The royal family is here to pick you up."

The implication is that even if you don't care about your level, you dare to let our royal family come to pick you up. It's just wishful thinking.

The woman in white eyes widened in anger. Still wanting to argue with Qing Xiao, the woman standing on the other side spoke one step ahead of her: "It is indeed a country of etiquette. We, Dongling, have seen it."

"Now that I have seen it, you have the final say whether to enter the city or not." Qing Xiao did not tolerate her at all. He raised his hand and pointed to the city gate, "walk slowly, don't send me away."

The woman in white took a deep look at Qing Xiao, and the smile on his face made her tremble. He raised his hand and shouted: "Turn around and get out of the city!".

Then the entire Dongling team began to turn around, and even the carriage of the Imperial Master turned around.

Chu Xionghui had a gloomy face. He was obviously the main receptionist, but he never stopped Qing Xiao from the beginning to the end. Now I am watching the people in Dongling walking out, and I am worried: "They are not really going back, are they?".

"No, they don't dare. They won't be willing to leave like this." Qing Xiao was very sure of this.

Although the people in Dongling were walking out, they were walking very slowly. They are also waiting for Tianyuan Kingdom to persuade them to stay, so that they can play a leading role.

Qingyun and the others watched all this happen from the Yingbin Tower.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this Imperial Master is so crazy," Shen Lingfei sighed.

He put his arm around Wen Zeyi's shoulders and said, "Your royal family is not as impressive as this national master."

"Humph, the imperial master has been planning something evil for a long time. I also reminded my father, but my father believed in him too much." Wen Zeyi closed his eyes, as if he thought of something sad.

"Will they really leave?" Qingyun asked.

Yan Qin'ao was determined "no".

"I don't think so, they are just bluffing."

Gu Mingrui will not miss the opportunity to teach Shen Lingfei, "It's not just bluffing. Look at how slowly they left. Now is the time to work hard."

"Then I believe Brother Qing, no one can beat him in terms of mentality." Shen Lingfei actively criticized Qing Xiao.

The atmosphere on both sides was very anxious. Just as Dongling's team was about to walk out of the city gate, a sharp sound pierced the silence.

"The imperial edict has arrived~".

The people knelt on the ground with a roar, and Chu Xionghui and Qing Xiao dismounted. Neither of them understood what kind of imperial edict Emperor Yan was issuing at this time.

The people in Dongling also stopped and looked this way.

Zhongzhong dismounted, opened the imperial edict and read out: "The emperor has been entrusted by heaven, and the edict says: His Highness the Eighth Prince is ordered to take over the affairs of Chu Shangshu and take charge of all matters for welcoming the Dongling Imperial Master. The Chu Shangshu will be transferred to the assistant, and the Qing Shaoqing will withdraw. I admire this."

"Beautiful!" Qingyun slammed the table.

Yan Qin'ao and Gu Mingrui also had gloomy faces. Yan Qin'ao was even more angry and laughed. He never expected Emperor Yan to play any role in this incident, but he forgot that he could still hold him back.

Yan Muen appeared out of nowhere and took over the imperial edict, "My son and I will receive the edict."

Jinzhong glanced at Chu Xionghui who was still kneeling and said, "Chu Shangshu, it's time to receive the order."

Chu Xionghui stood up slowly and said, "Master, accept the order."

Yan Muen was wearing official uniform, which was obviously very conspicuous, but they didn't notice it just now. It shows that he hid it deliberately.

Qing Xiao smiled even more happily, "Your Highness, the Eighth Prince, has good eyesight so quickly, but I am blind, and it took me so long to see you coming."

Yan Muen was not affected by his words, "Come here, Qing Shaoqing despised the imperial power and spoke rudely to the Dongling Imperial Master. I will take Qing Shaoqing away."

The people brought by Yan Muen arrested Qing Xiao directly. The people from Dali Temple wanted to step forward, but were stopped by Qing Xiao's look.

The smile on Qing Xiao's face remained unchanged, and he looked at Yan Muen as if he was looking at a dying person.

Qingyun stood up anxiously and immediately wanted to run downstairs.

Fortunately, Yan Qin'ao stopped her in time, "It won't help if you go now. All we can do now is wait."

Qingyun looked at him with a hint of panic in her eyes. When she herself was about to die, she was never afraid. But seeing Qing Xiao being arrested, she was really scared.