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

Qingyun looked arrogant and raised her chin slightly. Looking down at Chu Wei who was bending down in front of him, he never looked directly at him.

Although Chu Wei lowered his head, he felt the disdainful gaze from his superior. Even the secret guards around him looked at him with sarcasm.

After hearing the words, the fear on his face almost split. He knelt down on the ground with a pop, not daring to raise his head now.

Only from the corner of my eye could I see that the brocade skirt covered the small embroidered shoes. The hem of the skirt was too long, so it dragged a little on the floor.

The emerald green brocade was stained with some mud. For some reason, the mud was particularly dazzling in his eyes. Like drops of ink on a white paper, it makes people extremely irritated and wants to remove the stain.

Of course, if he did this today, he wouldn't have to live anymore.

The thought passed away in a flash, and he returned to his fearful and uneasy look, and said hurriedly: "Eldest Princess, I apologize, I made a mistake and said the wrong thing in a hurry. I never meant this, and it's too late for me to respect the eldest princess. Why?" It will be so discordant.”

Qingyun's eyes flashed slightly, and her voice was cold and indifferent, "Oh? Editor Chu respects me? How can I say this?"

Hearing Qingyun's question, Chu Wei's eyes lit up with joy, and his tone was a little excited, "The eldest princess loves the people like a son and saved the people of the capital from disaster. She also solved major cases many times and cleared the grievances of the people. She just sacrificed her life. Jiujia saved the entire Tianyuan.

How can anyone disrespect you? And that's why I went to Beijing to take the exam. I regard the eldest princess as the one who leads the way, and I want to be a person like the eldest princess."

With that said, Chu Wei raised his head and looked at Qingyun expectantly. It's as if he really takes it as a role model.

Qingyun sneered at his words, "I never thought that I could have such a big role. I remember that I worked hard when I used silver needles to treat patients."

Qingyun looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, as if remembering the hardships of the past, with a bit of regret on her face.

The kneeling boy wanted to speak, but kept pulling his master. However, Xia Chan pinned him down with a palm, unable to move. He could only watch Chu Wei speak, his eyes filled with despair.

Chu Wei didn't notice the boy's abnormality at all, and said quickly: "Eldest princess, don't worry, things are different now. The hard work in the past has paid off. The people in the capital love you very much."

"Really? That's very good."

Qingyun lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering the emotions under her eyes, and raised her hand to help the person in front of her up.

"Editor Chu, you'd better get up. It's cold, and you may hurt your body if you keep kneeling like this."

Chu Wei's eyes widened, and his body stiffened even more when Qingyun helped him. Seeing that Qingyun was full of gratitude, "Thank you, eldest princess, but I was born in Caomang and have gone through many hard times. It doesn't matter if I just kneel down."

He coughed twice as he spoke. As if realizing that what he said was wrong, he smiled apologetically at Qingyun.

Qingyun smiled and took back her hand.

Chu Wei lost support and suddenly knelt on the ground again. He knelt down without any warning, and he knelt down on the bluestone road with a bang, grinning in pain.

Qingyun, on the other hand, took the handkerchief handed over by Qiu Yue and wiped her hands slowly, "Since Editor Chu is not afraid of hardship, let's kneel down. Kneeling down for two or three hours shouldn't be a problem."

Qingyun threw the handkerchief to Qiuyue after wiping her hands, and looked at Chu Wei with a smile who had not yet realized what was going on.

Chu Wei looked at the beautiful and delicate face in front of him. He was obviously smiling, but his hair stood up in laughter.

Seeing Qingyun turning around to leave, she reached out to grab her. But his wrist was broken by Xia Chan's sword hilt.

what--

A cry of pain did not elicit any reaction from Qingyun. He just walked back to his carriage and raised his hand to call Qiuyue.

"Ask someone to watch him and kneel for three hours before letting him go. Check the carriage."

"Yes", Qiuyue nodded and helped Qingyun get into the carriage. After saying something to the secret guards, he got on the carriage and left.

Qingyun was sitting in the carriage, looking at the scratches on Chunhua's arm, and gently applying medicine to her, "It's all my fault, why are you so greedy?"

Chunhua hurriedly took the medicine from Qingyun's hand and handed it to Qiuyue, "My lady, how can I ask you to give the medicine to this slave? Just let Qiuyue come.

Moreover, this is not your fault, that person was waiting there, even if our carriage does not stop, the carriage will hit us."

Qingyun didn't force herself to apply medicine to Chunhua. How could she not understand something that even Chunhua could see.

The guard was obviously here for her, but if she hadn't let Chunhua get out of the car, there would be no need to protect her from disaster.

Watching the extremely luxurious carriage leave, Chu Wei's face turned purple with anger. My wrists hurt so much that even the pain in my knees was not worth mentioning.

Watching the carriage leave, he wanted to get up. Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move to stand up, he was pushed back by the shadow-like person behind him. The force was so strong that I wanted to push him back into the ground.

There was another excruciating pain in my knees, and I turned around to look at the man in black, with anger in his eyes: "The eldest princess has left, what are you still doing here?"

The secret guard ignored him and didn't even want to look at him.

It just didn't push him back when he wanted to get up. And the force is getting stronger every time. Finally, he also understood the role of the secret guard, and could only kneel there unwillingly.

The boy was able to speak at this time, and said in a low voice with a grimace, "Master, the eldest princess never uses acupuncture to treat patients, but decoctions."

Only then did Chu Wei suddenly realize. He said that Qingyun's attitude suddenly changed. Even the people who were originally on their side looked at him with shame. Unexpectedly, he was tricked by Qingyun.

He wanted to clench his fist, but as soon as he exerted force on his hand, it hurt so much that he broke into a cold sweat.

Because they were on the street, many people watching the excitement quickly gathered around the two of them, pointing at them. There was also a good guy who told how he deceived Qing Yun, but was punished by Qing Yun.

Chu Wei now wanted to bury his head in the ground, his head lowered and his face turned red. On the contrary, the old secret guard standing next to him was not afraid of the eyes of the people around him at all.

It turned out that he couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to pretend to faint. Unexpectedly, as soon as he fell down, a basin of cold water fell down, turning him into a drowned rat.

It was just the beginning of winter. When this basin of water came down, he was really dizzy and woke up from the cold. Not only did he have to kneel down obediently, but he also had to freeze in the cold wind.

In his heart, he had scolded all eighteen generations of Qingyun's ancestors.

Qingyun, who had been scolded by him, was already sitting in the front hall of Prince Xian's Mansion.

Surrounded by a burning brazier, there is hot scented tea in your hand. The body is covered in exquisite fox fur, and even the cushions under the buttocks are made of expensive tiger skin.