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

October 10th, light snow. The weather was just like the date, with light snow falling.

Qingyun opened the curtain of the carriage, and the cold wind poured in through the gap. Qingyun shrank from the blow and retracted her neck into her fox fur.

Chunhua immediately stopped Qingyun's behavior, took Qingyun's hand, lowered the curtain, and said with a wrinkled face: "Miss, you are not well yet, don't blow the wind anymore."

Qingyun was about to laugh, saying that Chunhua was becoming more and more like the housekeeper, but before she could laugh, she coughed twice. With a sore throat, she couldn't help but frown.

Seeing her like this, Qiuyue felt distressed and fiddled with the charcoal pot in the car to make the fire burn brighter.

That's right, because the weather is gradually entering winter, Qingyun is even more unlucky to have a fever.

Fortunately, she had her own special medicine and Jin Shui's medicine, which prevented her from lying in bed for several days like before.

But it wasn't all good. My throat was sore and uncomfortable, and I would cough twice from time to time. Even the white fox fur on her body could not hide the sick look on her face.

His originally lively and cheerful temperament also fell silent. It made Qing Rongxu and Qing Xiao feel distressed. I haven't even gone to court for several days. He stayed in the house to amuse her, for fear that she would get bored and run out again.

Not only was Emperor Yan not angry, he also sent Eunuch An to the Prime Minister's Mansion to visit Qingyun and brought many precious medicinal materials. The courtiers who originally wanted to impeach the two Qing family members were silenced.

Qing Rongxu and Qing Xiao noticed Qing Yun's intention to run out, and also discovered Yan Siyuan who came to Liangchen Garden every day.

It was fine the first time, but I wasn't very happy in my heart, but I looked pretty good. But for several days, their faces were as black as the bottom of a pot, so gloomy that ink dripped from them.

Qing Xiao, in particular, almost drew a knife and started a fight with Yan Siyuan when he saw him sitting comfortably in the side hall drinking tea. If Qingyun hadn't arrived quickly, she estimated that her yard might have been destroyed.

But no matter how closely the two of them looked at Qingyun, they couldn't bear the thought of someone coming to invite her. When Yan Qin'ao's post was handed to Qingyun, Qingyun was very happy, and the father and son wanted to eat Yan Qin'ao.

When going out, Qian warned and asked Wan to tell Chunhua Qiuyue to take good care of Qingyun. He also reluctantly asked Yan Siyuan to follow him to take a fancy to Qingyun.

Yan Siyuan was very happy about this. It's just that Yan Siyuan set off from the Ninth Prince's Mansion and couldn't ride with Qingyun.

She took a sip of the hot tea handed over by Chunhua and suppressed the discomfort in her throat. Qing Yuncai smiled and said: "How can I be so weak? It's just that I haven't been out for a long time and I just want to take a look."

Most importantly, she smelled the aroma of steamed buns. I couldn't help but shrug my nose, the aroma of the buns became even stronger.

Although she came out after having breakfast, she couldn't stand how delicious the buns were.

Chunhua saw Qingyun's thoughts and couldn't help but smile, "Miss, you really want me to buy some of these buns to eat on the road, right?"

Qingyun's eyes lit up, "Okay".

So the carriage of the Prime Minister's Mansion stopped, and Chunhua went to buy buns.

Qingyun sat in the carriage, glanced at Qiuyue, quietly opened the curtain and looked out.

It was snowing lightly outside and there were not many pedestrians on the road. It was steaming inside the bun shop.

Chunhua was standing in front of the shop asking, and there was another person standing next to her. It was a man. Qingyun thought he looked familiar, but she couldn't remember it and didn't think much about it.

After Chunhua bought the buns, she rushed back. Carriages and steamed buns line both sides of the street, so if you want spring flowers to come, you have to cross the street.

As soon as Chunhua walked to the middle of the street, a carriage rushed over. The streets were already sparsely populated, but now they were on both sides, and there was no one around Chunhua.

The carriage was so fast that she couldn't even hide in time. Qingyun immediately got out of the carriage, and it was already too late to step forward to save people.

Just when the carriage was about to hit Chunhua, a person suddenly rushed over, took Chunhua aside, and successfully escaped. The carriage hit the vendors on the street and stopped.

At that moment, Qingyun's heart stopped beating. Seeing that Chunhua was fine, she jumped up again and violently.

In the dark, Xia Chan hurriedly led the secret guards to surround the carriage, and Xia Chan went to help Chun Hua up. Qingyun also walked over.

Both fell on the roadside. When Chunhua saw Qingyun coming, she quickly saluted, but she was still a little shocked.

Qingyun helped the person up and looked up and down, left and right, and found that there were only some scratches on her body, but nothing serious. This time she felt relieved and said, "It's fine if nothing happens."

Chunhua blamed herself, "I'm sorry, Princess, I frightened you."

Qingyun gave her a strange look, "What are you talking about? It's better if you are fine. What's wrong with that?"

Pulling the person behind her, she turned her attention to the person who saved her. The man's servant also rushed over and helped him up. Compared with Chunhua, he was seriously injured.

Qingyun's eyes were emotionless and she said calmly: "Thank you, Master, for saving my maid."

"Why are you like this? My master saved your maid, how can you be so cold?" Before the man could speak, the boy couldn't help it anymore and said angrily to Qingyun.

"How dare you, who gave you the courage to talk to the eldest princess like this?" Qiuyue frowned angrily, becoming even more rude.

The boy was obviously frightened by Qiuyue. When he heard that she was the eldest princess, he knelt down quickly.

"The eldest princess atones for her sins. The younger one has eyes but cannot see Mount Tai, but...but...", he was a little hesitant and unwilling.

Qingyun looked at his poor acting skills coldly, waiting for him to say the following words.

The boy seemed to have gathered great courage and said: "Even if you are the eldest princess, you cannot be so rude. After all... it was my master who saved the first person...".

"Shut up, don't be rude to the eldest princess." Before Qingyun could speak, the man scolded the boy. His eyes were full of anger, and he was obviously dissatisfied with the boy.

He cupped his fists with both hands and bowed to Qingyun. Although his right hand was injured, he was still polite.

"Eldest Princess, please calm down. This servant is rude. I will teach you well. I hope Eldest Princess will forgive him."

Although there were few people around, they couldn't stand the temptation to gossip, so everyone who was hiding in the room came out to watch the show.

He was far away and couldn't hear clearly what they said, but he also knew that it was this young master who saved people. Seeing that Qingyun not only did not thank her, but the master and servant both knelt down and saluted. They must have opinions about Qingyun.

Qingyun raised her eyebrows with interest. Qiuyue had already told her just now that the person in front of her was the editor of the Hanlin Academy, Chu Wei.

When Qingyun mentioned this name, she remembered that this was Zhu Jianing's ex-fiancé.

"Editor Chu is really good at talking, and in just one or two sentences he branded me as ungrateful and bullying others.

I see that you are so sharp-tongued. It is really aggrieved to be admitted to the Hanlin Academy. You should be admitted to the Yushitai."