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

He reached out and touched her head, "It's okay. They are just a piece of clothing. You are not as important as you."

Qingyun smiled, hugged the Queen Mother's arm and acted coquettishly, "Grandma is so kind. I haven't seen my grandma since I was a child, and I didn't expect to see it at this time."

The Queen Mother smiled when she mentioned Qingyun's grandmother.

"Speaking of which, your temperament is most similar to hers."

Qingyun was a little surprised, "Really?".

"Yes, you are all equally unrestrained. People who love freedom love the unrestrained life the most."

"That grandma must have been a lively girl when she was young."

"Don't be too lively. You can't play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you're proficient in climbing trees and fishing. At that time, your great-grandmother was so angry that she had a headache every day."

The Queen Mother couldn't stop talking. She and Qingyun's grandmother had a close relationship, and their relationship couldn't be better. Nowadays, it’s rare for anyone to listen to her talk, so naturally she doesn’t want to stop.

"It's a pity that I had a bad life and passed away early. Otherwise, I must have loved you so much that I wouldn't let you suffer these crimes."

"It doesn't matter. Grandma must be very happy to have the Queen Mother take care of me instead of grandma."

"Oh, that's right."

The Queen Mother lowered her eyes, "Since I was not close to the Prime Minister's Mansion, I naturally did not have the opportunity to get along with Xue'er. I missed so much of Xue'er's growth, will Xue'er blame me?"

The Queen Mother said "I", which shows that she really regards Qingyun as one of her own.

Qingyun shook her head like a rattle, "Of course not. Xue'er was not sensible when she was young. Fortunately, she could not see her grandmother, otherwise she would not like her."

The Queen Mother gave her a strange look, "How could this be? Xue'er is so annoying, how could she not be liked by others?"

The Queen Mother raised her hand and Haiyue brought a tray. On top lies a set of flower crowns.

Golden flowers, white jade, and tassels made of pearls. This corolla appears to be exquisite and luxurious.

The Queen Mother looked at Qingyun who could no longer take her eyes away, and snickered secretly, "This flower crown is a tribute from Dongling. I thought Xue'er might like it, so I asked Your Majesty for it."

Qingyun liked it very much, but she still shied away, "Grandma, this is too expensive, and my granddaughter can't have it."

"Why not? Daughters should dress up like flowers to look good. Come, grandma will show you."

The Queen Mother pulled Qingyun and put the flower crown on her. Qingyun was naturally good-looking, and with the gorgeous corolla, she looked even more noble and beautiful.

The Queen Mother nodded with satisfaction, "Xue'er is so beautiful. This flower crown should accompany a beauty like you."

Qingyun blushed at the praise. She had always known that she was good-looking, but the Queen Mother was the first person to praise her so highly.

The Queen Mother looked at Qingyun and said with some hesitation: "Xue'er is the only princess in the capital, so don't get angry with a common woman.

All men have three wives and four concubines. If Yuan'er likes her, she can just take her as a concubine. When you become my wife, it’s okay to send her away if you don’t like her.”

Qingyun burst out laughing, "Grandma was wrong, I will not become His Highness Ninth Highness's wife. His Highness Ninth Highness and I are just friends, and there is no relationship between man and woman.

Now that His Highness the Ninth Prince has found a good match, I am too late to be happy, so how can I get angry with that woman. Moreover, that girl is so beautiful and charming that even a woman like me would like her when I see her, and it is normal for His Highness Ninth Prince to like her."

The Queen Mother took Qingyun's hand with some worry. She was afraid that Qingyun was still angry, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it's true, grandma, don't think too much about it."

"Then you are sick...".

"Grandma is worrying too much. It's not because of His Highness Ninth Prince that I'm sick. It's just that I just arrived in the capital and haven't gotten used to the weather here yet, so I couldn't afford to get sick. Look, don't I feel much better now?"

Qingyun also deliberately turned around to show that she was no longer in serious trouble.

"Okay, okay, come and sit down. Although I have survived, don't be careless. You will have a good life."

"Okay, granddaughter, please keep this in mind."

"Don't be anxious. There are so many men in the world. Although there are few who are worthy of you, it is not impossible. Without Yuan'er, as long as Xue'er likes it, grandma will make the decision and she can choose whoever she wants."

The Queen Mother said this very domineeringly, as if Qingyun really could have chosen anyone she wanted.

Qingyun rubbed her head against the Queen Mother and said, "Grandma is so kind."

Suddenly thinking of what he saw when he came, he asked: "Grandma, why does Your Majesty suddenly want to choose a concubine?".

The Queen Mother sighed, "Nowadays, the power of the courtiers is too concentrated. Your Majesty is also afraid of making mistakes, so he wants to disperse it more. Now this time, it is also the last time to choose the concubine."

Qingyun nodded. The two largest houses in the court were the Prime Minister's Palace and the Duke's Palace. And the Duke's Mansion has a queen and a master, and its power is absolutely great.

On the other hand, in the Prime Minister's Mansion, all the power lies in the court. Let’s talk about Wenzhenghou Mansion first, which was neutral before. And now that Lu Xingci is engaged to Mo Jingchun, he belongs to the faction of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Not to mention Shen Lingfei, Qingyun's childhood sweetheart. Shen Shangshu’s Mansion has always been on good terms with the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

In addition, Lin Ruochu, who was about to get engaged to Qing Xiao, was from the Zhao family, and the Prime Minister's Mansion almost brought half of the court under its control.

But for the world, the division of power is too obvious, which is not a good thing.

What Emperor Yan wants to do is to suppress these two families and divide their power. Only then did the matter of choosing a concubine come about. Qingyun expressed understanding.

The Queen Mother glanced at Qingyun who was thinking, and suddenly had an idea, "Xue'er would like to accompany the Ai family to choose a concubine?"

Qingyun couldn't believe "me?".

"Yes, the selection of the concubine was decided in advance. It's just a process, it's boring. Would Xue'er be willing to accompany the Ai family?"

"Of course I do." She hadn't seen the emperor choose his concubine yet, so she could go out and see the world for a long time.

"In this case, then come to the palace the day before the concubine is selected, and accompany the Ai family the next day."

"it is good".

It was already very late to leave the palace. The sun was setting, and the tall palace walls blocked the last bit of sunlight, making it a bit cold.

Qingyun's sedan chair walked slowly towards the palace gate. After spending a day with the Queen Mother, Qingyun was also a little tired. He pinched his eyebrows with a headache and closed his eyes.

A little palace maid suddenly jumped out and knocked down the eunuch who was chasing him away in a sedan chair. The sedan chariot lost its balance and fell down.

Qingyun didn't react for a moment. Just when she closed her eyes and was about to fall to the ground, she was pulled into a warm embrace.

Even if she didn't open her eyes, she knew who it was. Opening his eyes, he saw Yan Siyuan's handsome profile.

He held her tightly in his arms, as if protecting a treasure. The eyes that looked at the palace maid were full of sternness. It seems that in the next second, his head will fall to the ground.

The eunuchs and maidservants knelt on the ground, all burying their heads and not daring to speak.