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

"Okay, okay, he is indeed my son, he is smart."

Three good words in a row are enough to express Emperor Yan's attitude.

Others also clapped and expressed their goodwill, "His Ninth Prince is really smart, he can think of all these things."

"That's right, this is His Highness Ninth Prince, how can he compare with us?"

"A tiger father has no dog son. Your Majesty is so brave, and His Highness the Ninth Prince will definitely be no less good."

"Don't tell me, His Majesty the Ninth Prince still looks like His Majesty when he was young."

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Murong Yao jumped up happily, clapped her hands happily, and smiled brightly.

Yan Siyuan didn't have much of a reaction. He bent slightly and said, "Father, you are so complimentary. It's just opportunistic."

"You don't have to be so self-effacing. Even if you are opportunistic, you still need to have the brain."

Yan Jingcheng clenched his hands into fists and stared at Yan Siyuan with unconvincing eyes. Thinking about my results again, I feel even more angry.

Meng Xiaoxiao looked at Yan Siyuan warily. Emperor Yan's current attitude towards Yan Siyuan is a little too good. It seems her plans are moving forward. There was a flash of killing intent in his eyes.

Yan Siyuan just smiled at Emperor Yan's compliment. What he wanted to see more was Qingyun's reaction.

Unfortunately, Qingyun stopped looking at him after he picked up the bamboo arrow. He just stood aside with his head lowered, being too well-behaved.

"Yuan'er, do you want to continue?" This tentative tone was actually a little cautious.

Everyone had different expressions, and they had already thought about how to report to their families when they went back.

Yan Siyuan shook his head. The bamboo arrow in his hand broke at the waist and was thrown to the ground casually.

Qingyun was finally willing to raise her head, but not to look at Yan Siyuan. Instead, he looked at Emperor Yan and said, "Your Majesty, can I get my reward?"

Emperor Yan nodded happily, "Of course."

Qingyun held up her skirt and ran to the maid carrying the plate. He picked up the jade bracelet and looked at it in the sun.

Dark green color, no impurities at all, and the water content is very good. Qingyun happily put it away.

Emperor Yan glanced at it and said, "I remember, this is your dowry, right?"

Meng Xiaoxiao's expression changed instantly, she was as gentle as water, and she looked grand, "It's just a bracelet, just for the juniors to play with."

"Well, this is how the mother of the country behaves."

"This is what I should do."

Meng Xiaoxiao smiled so sweetly that she actually felt sick to her heart. She didn't lack this bracelet, but she didn't want to get Qingyun's advantage for nothing.

Qingyun didn't care what she thought, and waved behind her, signaling for someone to come up and help. She couldn't hold a piece of fabric by herself.

Mo Jingchun and Lin Ruochu took a step at the same time and leaned towards Emperor Yan. He stepped forward to help Qing Yun carry the cloth over and handed it to Lu Xingci and Qing Xiao.

Qingyun was ready to go back after getting her things. But Emperor Yan reminded: "Isn't there one more thing? Did you forget it?"

Qingyun didn't even look at it, "Return to your majesty, it's not that I forgot, I don't want that thing."

"Don't want it? Why?" Emperor Yan was a little curious.

Everyone was talking about it, and all the men were complaining about Murong Yao.

"What does this princess mean? Don't you want to give Miss Murong face?"

"Don't you understand yet? Isn't this because the princess is jealous of Miss Murong becoming the Nine Emperor Concubine?"

"She is so intolerant that even if she gets married, her family will be restless."

"Oh, I'm really wronged Miss Murong."

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All the women felt sorry for Qingyun.

"Your Majesty, you are so pitiful. Even now, you are still being provoked by Murong Yao."

"Yes, knowing the relationship between the princess and His Highness Ninth Prince, yet still humiliating her like this."

"The princess is also very generous. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it anymore."

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Qingyun didn't want to pay attention to anyone's opinions. Instead, he looked at Emperor Yan and said, "I don't like that thing. Besides, I have a lot of that kind of thing, so I don't need it anymore."

"Although it's not a valuable thing, the style looks novel. Are you sure you don't want it?" He didn't want Qingyun to get a bad name.

Qingyun shook her head firmly, "No. It wasn't for my daughter in the first place. My eldest brother and father will find something better for my daughter."

Before Emperor Yan could speak, Yan Siyuan had already taken the necklace into his hand. He looked at the collar in his hand and walked to Murong Yao, "Where did you get it from?"

Murong Yao hesitated for a long time and couldn't say anything, and her eyes turned red in worry. All the men present felt pity. But looking at Yan Siyuan's current state, he didn't dare to speak.

Yan Siyuan no longer waited for her answer and slowly approached her, "I remember I never gave you this. Who gave it to you? Or did you... steal it?"

Murong Yao took a step back with some guilt, and happened to bump into Yan Jingcheng.

Yan Jingcheng supported her and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'll come."

Murong Yao wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

Yan Jingcheng stood in front of Murong Yao and said, "Brother Nine Emperors, why are you doing this? It's just a necklace."

Meng Xiaoxiao was shocked and said, "Jingcheng, shut up."

Yan Jingcheng ignored Meng Xiaoxiao's warning, "Ah Yao is your imperial concubine, then she is the mistress of the Ninth Prince's Mansion. It's just a matter of getting something. Why should the emperor be so aggressive?".

Yan Siyuan took the brocade handkerchief and gently wiped the collar in his hand. I don't know what I thought of, so I stopped. He handed the collar to Xi Zhu and said, "Let it melt, it's already dirty."

Murong Yao's eyes widened and she opened Yan Jingcheng's eyes and asked, "Yan Siyuan, what do you mean?"

Yan Siyuan raised his eyes and said, "Literal meaning, don't you understand?"

"It's just a collar, why can't I wear it?".

"Don't you know what you are? Who allowed you to touch my things?"

"you......".

"Yan Siyuan, don't go too far!" Yan Jingcheng pulled Murong Yao behind him.

"Oh, who do you think you are? Are you here to take care of my business?"

"I...I...I can't see you bullying people like this. After all, this is your legal wife."

Yan Siyuan smiled, glanced at Murong Yao, and then turned to look at everyone.

"My Highness has a question. I wonder if you can answer it?"

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, and no one answered his question.

Yuan Jinchuan raised his hand and said, "Your Highness, just ask, and we will answer truthfully."

Yan Siyuan nodded, "It's not a particularly difficult question. I just want to know when the ninth prince of the dynasty got married? Who is his ninth prince?".

Yan Siyuan glanced at everyone with doubtful eyes, and everyone who looked at him lowered their heads. Both men and women.

Seeing that no one answered, Yan Siyuan looked at Meng Xiaoxiao again, "If you dare to ask the Queen, they can't answer it, so you can answer it for them. After all, before you come here. My Highness heard that you swore to say this."

Meng Xiaoxiao suddenly clenched her hands and looked at Emperor Yan. But Emperor Yan just looked at her with a little reproach. Then he looked away, not intending to interfere in the matter.