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

Wen Jinsheng raised his hand, and the two women in white disappeared.

Qingyun looked at his movements and shook the dead bamboo rat in her hand. Because the bamboo rat had been dead for a long time, its tongue drooped out of its mouth, and saliva flowed down its tongue and dripped to the ground.

A long transparent thin line swayed as Qingyun swayed.

Wen Jinsheng frowned and raised his hand to call one of the women in white back. Continue to stay by his side.

Qingyun laughed out loud, but Wen Jinsheng didn't care, "Your Highness, it's good to be in this country, but...".

A gust of wind blew past, blowing away Wen Jinsheng's last words and blowing them directly into Qingyun's ears. Qingyun was stunned, her pupils dilated instantly, and she looked at Wen Jinsheng in disbelief.

Wen Jinsheng didn't react much, just stared at the bamboo rat in Qingyun's hand. He silently gave the woman in white a look.

The woman in white immediately stepped forward and tried to snatch the bamboo rat from Qingyun's hand.

Not sure if it was Qingyun's first reaction or a stress reaction, Qingyun threw the bamboo rat away. What a coincidence that it was Wen Jinsheng's direction.

The woman in white had just arrived in front of Qingyun, and now it was too late to go back. Wen Jinsheng, still unable to move, finally reacted.

His deep eyes widened, and he watched in horror as the bamboo rat flew towards him. Time seemed to slow down, and the dead bamboo rat was seen getting closer to Wen Jinsheng, while the woman in white also quickly walked towards Wen Jinsheng.

Just when the bamboo rat was about to hit Wen Jinsheng, the woman in white kicked the bamboo rat aside. Just when Qingyun thought she had failed, a scream pierced the entire bamboo forest, causing birds to fly together.

Qingyun was shocked by the sound and covered her ears. Qingxiao and Yan Qin'ao who came over looked confused.

Wen Jinsheng stared at the "silver thread" on his body with angrily eyes and couldn't stop retching. Qingyun's eyes were filled with strong murderous intent.

Qingyun squinted her eyes and stared for a long time before she saw clearly that his body was stained with bamboo rat saliva. But Qingyun didn't expect him to be so crazy.

She rolled her eyes guiltily, "I didn't mean to do it. It was your maid who suddenly rushed over and I lost it because I was afraid."

Wen Jinsheng was obviously so angry that he couldn't hear what Qingyun was saying at all. He forced the poison out of his body with his internal strength and spit out a mouthful of black blood. Staring at Qingyun, her eyes were red. Those who didn't know thought Qingyun had dug up his ancestral grave.

Qingyun also looked at him in disbelief. This poison is not difficult to cure. As long as you go back and find a better doctor, you can develop an antidote.

But he still has to expend his internal energy to forcibly detoxify, which will cause internal injuries, and it will be difficult to recover properly.

It was the first time Qingyun saw such a person, and she couldn't understand it. Wen Jinsheng glanced at Qing Xiao and Yan Qin'ao who were coming over.

"Your Highness, the next time we meet, it will be your death." After saying that, Wen Jinsheng left.

This time, Qingyun did not chase after him. There were many people who wanted to kill her. This was the first time that someone was killed because she soiled someone else's clothes. This feels very novel.

Qing Xiao and Yan Qin'ao approached Qingyun and looked Qingyun up and down. After confirming that Qingyun was just a little dirty and not injured, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Qingyun hadn't come to her senses yet, Qingxiao pushed her and said, "What's going on? Did that Imperial Master do anything to you?".

Qingyun reacted, "No, it's just...".

"What is it?" Qing Xiao became nervous.

"It's just...that national master is weird...".

"It's good that you're okay, that Imperial Master's maid is quite powerful," Qing Xiao said.

"The maid? Is she the woman in white next to him?".

"Yes, King Xian and I just fought with her for a long time before we came here."

"You two? Can't beat her?" Qingyun's suspicious eyes jumped between the two.

Yan Qin'ao: "It's not that I can't beat her, but her speed is too fast and I can't catch her at all. And she just pestered the two of us and stopped our progress."

"If I guess correctly, the Imperial Master wants to be alone with you," Qing Xiao looked at Qing Yun.

Qingyun nodded, "Yeah, maybe."

Qing Xiao asked curiously: "What did Xue'er do? It made him so excited."

They were far away just now, but when they came over they heard Wen Jinsheng's scream and had no idea what was going on.

Qingyun was a little speechless when she said this, "It's nothing, I just soiled his clothes."

Qingyun's words stunned both Qingxiao and Yan Qin'ao. Yan Qin'ao suspected that he heard wrongly, "Just dirty clothes?"

Qingyun pouted, "Yes, he should have mysophobia, and it's a serious one."

"Xue'er, what is mysophobia?" Qing Xiao asked if he didn't understand.

"It means he is afraid of getting dirty and loves to be clean."

Qing Xiao disdains "a grown man who is afraid of getting dirty".

Qingyun was noncommittal about Qingxiao's complaints.

Inside the Capital Inn, people from Dongling were very busy. Buckets of water were picked up and sent to a room.

This is the third time Wen Jinsheng has changed the water, and his fair skin has turned red from rubbing it. But he was not satisfied yet. He didn't get out of the tub until the fourth basin of water had passed.

The whole room is white, with white curtains and white sheets. Even the tables and chairs were covered with white gauze.

Wen Jinsheng changed into a new set of white clothes and sat cross-legged on the bed. The maids came in to lift the water from the tub. They moved very quickly and made little noise. After a while, the room became clean and tidy.

Wen Jinsheng closed his eyes and meditated, mumbling something constantly. If you listen carefully, you can clearly hear that he is reciting the meditation mantra. He was afraid that he couldn't help it and would rush to the Prime Minister's Mansion to kill Qingyun now.

Qingyun, who had just returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, sneezed and silently shrank into the hot water bucket.

After washing, she opened the box where Yan Siyuan's letters were stored and stared at them silently for a long time. Sighing softly, he took out his brush, paper and inkstone and started writing a letter.

In a village in southern Xinjiang, Yan Siyuan sat across from an old man. The old man had strange patterns painted on his face, and his hair was covered with silver threads that were tied into a hat.

The body is covered with silver ornaments, and the dark blue clothing has patterns. His eyes were firm and deep. Sitting next to him is Li Guanqi, whom Yan Siyuan has been looking for for a long time.

He was dressed similarly to an old man, and his eyes were blank. It seems that Yan Siyuan cannot be seen, based on the old man's words.

Yan Siyuan had a stubble on his face, unable to hide his fatigue. But the eyes are bright and lively.

When the old man was examining him, he was also observing every move of the old man.

"I dare to ask the old gentleman, can you return the people of the younger generation to the younger generation?".

The old man chuckled and said, "Your person? Why don't you ask him? He can recognize you. If he does, it doesn't matter if you take him away."

Yan Siyuan's eyes became gloomy. Li Guanqi's current state was not right, so how could he possibly recognize him. This old European just doesn't want to let him go.