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

Qingyun was taken to Changle Palace by Yan Siyuan, which was once the residence of the imperial concubine Gu Zijin. Since her death, no one else has lived here.

But it is not abandoned and is often cleaned. There was a place for her to rest.

Yan Siyuan guarded Qingyun and watched the imperial doctor take Qingyun's pulse. The frown never relaxed.

The imperial doctor carefully took Qingyun's pulse, and the sweat on his forehead indicated his inner suffering.

The last flood almost wiped out the Taiyuan Hospital. Now everyone in the Taiyuan Hospital regards Qingyun as a taboo, and no one dares to even mention it.

When Yan Siyuan called the imperial doctor to come and treat him, the people in the imperial hospital hid far away, and only he was pushed out.

He took his hand away from Qingyun's white wrist and took back the handkerchief. As soon as he turned his head, he was met with Yan Si's stern gaze, which almost scared him out of his wits.

He hurriedly looked away and said: "Your Highness, the princess, is not seriously ill. It's just that she was physically weak due to injuries on her body. In addition, she was frightened and became emotional and fell into coma."

Yan Siyuan's eyes flashed, "Do you think His Highness is stupid? Her face is so pale and she hasn't woken up yet. Is it okay for you to tell me?"

The imperial doctor was frightened and hurriedly knelt down, "Your Highness atones for his sins, His Highness atones for his sins, the humble minister... the humble minister is incompetent...".

"Humph, you also know that you are incompetent. If that's the case, then...".

"Uh huh", a cry called Yan Siyuan back. He looked nervously at Qingyun on the bed.

"How's it going? What's wrong with you? But what do you want?"

The imperial doctor breathed a sigh of relief. If she didn't wake up, she would probably be dead.

Qingyun raised her eyes to look at him and whispered: "Water".

Yan Siyuan quickly poured a glass of warm water for her. Qingyun drank some water and her expression softened.

He looked at the imperial doctor who was still kneeling on the ground wiping his sweat and said, "Why bother him?"

"He's useless".

"Since it's useless, let's go back first."

The imperial doctor hurriedly bowed to Qingyun and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, Princess."

He stood up and ran away, not caring about Yan Siyuan. When he ran to the door, he tripped over the threshold, and the sound of falling to the ground made Qingyun feel pain.

Yan Siyuan looked at Qingyun, "Are you still feeling unwell?"

Qingyun shook her head, "It's okay, what the imperial doctor said is right."

"Ok".

At the entrance of Changle Palace, Yan Jingcheng and Yan Emperor were outside. Yan Jingcheng looked at Emperor Yan's melancholy look, as if he wanted to enter but didn't dare. I watched him linger at the door for half an hour.

Yan Jingcheng was puzzled and asked: "Since my father is worried about Qingyun's safety, he just wants to go in and take a look. Why do he dare not go in?"

Emperor Yan did not reply to his words, but just looked towards Changle Palace, as if he was thinking about something.

Yan Jingcheng raised his feet to walk in. As soon as he took a step, Emperor Yan shouted, "You can't go in."

Yan Jingcheng turned around in confusion, but before he could speak, he was bumped into by the imperial doctor who rushed out.

Yan Jingcheng was knocked far away, and the pain on his body reminded him of what just happened.

The imperial doctor was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Your Highness, please forgive me. I am blind, and I cannot see the road when I walk."

While talking, the imperial doctor started to cry. Why was he so unlucky that he was chosen to treat the princess and almost died? He finally managed to save his life, but he was killed by himself.

Emperor Yan looked at the imperial physician on the ground with disgust. For some reason, he thought of Qing Rongxu.

"Go quickly, don't let this eyesore".

The imperial doctor cried with joy, "Yes, I will leave now. Thank you, Your Majesty, Your Highness."

The imperial doctor fled in a hurry, and Yan Jingcheng's confusion continues to this day. He watched the imperial doctor leave helplessly.

Emperor Yan glanced at him with disgust, "Why are you still sitting on the ground? What a shame."

Yan Jingcheng stood up and said, "Father, are you just going to let him go like this?".

"Otherwise? What else do you want? He is just an imperial physician. As a prince, do you still want to embarrass him?"

"No...no, I just think it's too easy to let him go."

"Okay, okay, come back with me."

Yan Jingcheng pointed at Changle Palace, "Aren't we going in?"

Emperor Yan took a deep look at Changle Palace and said, "I won't go."

Yan Jingcheng was confused and followed Emperor Yan back.

Yan Yusen was taken into the dungeon. She did not scream or struggle, she just stayed in the dungeon calmly.

Qingyun put on her cloak and came to the dungeon. The dungeon in the palace is very deep, and the dark and damp environment makes people uncomfortable. There was a musty smell in the air, along with some stale smell of blood.

Yan Siyuan followed her, and together they came to the place where Yan Yusen was imprisoned.

The moment Yan Yusen saw Qingyun, he was filled with vitality and rushed towards Qingyun. Although there was a cell door blocking it, Yan Siyuan still blocked Qingyun behind him.

Yan Yusen held on to the cell door and stared at Qingyun behind Yan Si, "It was you who sent my cousin away, and you also ruined her innocence."

Qingyun was slightly surprised, passed Yan Siyuan, squatted down in front of Yan Yusen, and said in a very charming voice: "Do you know now?".

Yan Yusen was so frightened by Qingyun that he wanted to retreat, but he still held the cell door tightly. "Why? Why do you do this?"

Qingyun sneered, "Don't you know what she did? Why bother trying to make up for her?"

"That's what you deserve. What does it have to do with others?"

"Hmph, then whether she is sent away or her innocence is ruined, she deserves it."

Yan Yusen pressed against the door of the cell, "Qingyun, I will definitely kill you, just wait."

Qingyun laughed and said, "Okay, I, the princess, will be waiting."

She reached out and patted Yan Yusen's face, "But now, you should care about yourself."

Yan Yusen's pupils dilated, "What do you want to do?".

Qingyun stood up and said, "If you don't do anything, I just want you to see with your own eyes what you have done."

Yan Yusen's eyes widened and he couldn't help but retreat and hid in a corner.

Yan Siyuan raised his eyes and signaled, the imperial guards came forward and took the person out directly, and took him deep into the dungeon.

Yan Yusen struggled wildly, she could foresee what was going to happen next.

Qingyun walked in front, walking very slowly, turning a deaf ear to Yan Yusen's abuse.

However, Yan Siyuan frowned, and the imperial guards blocked her mouth.

The deeper you go, the damper the ground becomes. Qingyun's cloak rubbed on the ground, and the white rabbit fur turned black, but Qingyun didn't care.

A voice without warmth said, "Are you familiar? This is your favorite place."

Yan Yusen is extremely jealous of anyone in the palace who looks better than him or has a better figure than him. No one can escape, no matter whether they are palace maids or eunuchs.

They were all brought here by her and tortured to death. Especially the places that stood out more than her were cut into pieces by her.

This is not a teenage girl, this is a real living hell. Qingyun's eyes flashed.