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

Yan Siyuan was silent, and so was Qingyun. Wiping his tears, he looked at Yan Siyuan with sarcastic eyes.

Yan Siyuan thought for a while, "Since you can't be self-sufficient in the city, then go to the countryside, where it will be quieter."

"Hey, okay," the dean seemed to see hope.

Qingyun accidentally glanced at the calendar. Somewhat confused, this is actually a year later.

Looking at the dean's white hair, she thought it had been there for many years. I didn't expect it would only take so long. One can imagine how hard the dean works.

But she still didn't give up a single child, and even took in a few more.

Qingyun followed Yan Siyuan to the yard he prepared in the countryside.

This is a self-built small bungalow. It has three floors and a large courtyard. There are also many entertainment facilities inside, which are much larger than those in the previous orphanage.

Living here can be regarded as being far away from the troubles. The children liked the house very much and rushed in swarm.

The dean looked at Yan Siyuan with relief, "Tell Nan Qiu that we are fine and tell her not to worry."

Yan Siyuan nodded "I will".

However, he didn't do this. He never told her about the orphanage.

Just when Qingyun was examining Yan Siyuan. The picture changed again. This is a strange place.

The surroundings were very dark, with only a little light in front of the table.

There is a man sitting at the table. Qingyun knew Yan Siyuan's father, Yan Heng. Yan Siyuan stood opposite him.

He looked at his son and said, "I am obsessed with a little doctor. Is this how you look at him?"

"So you see a terminally ill living dead?".

Qingyun was a little surprised. She had never heard Yan Siyuan say such ugly words.

"Shut up, me."

Yan Heng was very angry and smashed the ashtray on Yan Siyuan's head.

Yan Siyuan didn't move away, and blood soon started to flow from his forehead. It's like he has no intuition.

"If it weren't for his father, I would be dead. Where would you be, the young master of the Yan family? You must not say that to her."

"Her father saved you, not me. If you want to marry her, you marry her. I don't mind having another baby mother."

"You...you..." Yan Heng was breathless.

But Yan Siyuan was not anxious at all and just watched. Seeing that Yan Siyuan didn't respond, Yan Heng stopped pretending.

"I'm warning you, if you have any contact with that little doctor again, I will send all the children in the orphanage abroad. You know where that is".

Yan Siyuan frowned and said, "I know." Turn around and leave.

Qingyun followed Yan Siyuan, a little worried about the injury on his forehead. But she couldn't touch him, and Yan Siyuan walked very fast.

One step with his long legs was enough for her short legs to take two steps.

Qingyun complained in her mind, "Why are you walking so fast? I can't even catch up."

Yan Siyuan stopped as if he heard her thoughts. He turned to look at her behind him, as if he was waiting for her.

Qingyun looked at him strangely. It was like he could see her. Her heart was beating very fast, and she could hear her own heartbeat in the quiet surroundings.

Yan Siyuan frowned and turned away again. Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief, almost thinking that he could really see her. Quickly catch up with him.

And his pace was much slower. Qingyun noticed it, and a smile appeared on her lips unconsciously.

"Miss, miss, it's time to wake up."

Qingyun was awakened by the spring flowers. Looking at her surroundings in confusion, she was still in her room. And today is the day she enters the palace.

Tomorrow is the draft, and she has to go to accompany the Queen Mother a day early.

Let Chunhua and Qiuyue dress and wash her, looking at the delicate and well-behaved little person in the bronze mirror. I just met my old self, and suddenly I am not used to seeing myself like this.

The carriage gurgled and turned until it stopped at the entrance of the palace. Only then did Qingyun come back to her senses. Taking a deep breath, as soon as he got off the carriage, he saw someone he didn't want to see.

Meng Zixuan also just got off the carriage, smiled when she saw Qingyun, and stepped forward to salute, "I have met Your Highness the Princess."

Qingyun tilted her head and said, "Are you here to see the queen?".

"Of course, the princess is here to see the Queen Mother."

Qingyun nodded, and the two of them walked into the palace together. Seeing the soft sedan carried by the eunuch, Qingyun refused. She felt that Meng Zixuan had something to say to her.

Sure enough, on the palace road. Meng Zixuan came closer to Qingyun, "Your Highness, the Queen Mother, is very happy. My daughter also went to visit the Queen Mother a few days ago, but her old man doesn't seem to welcome my daughter."

"I, the princess, also benefited from my grandmother's blessing, not by myself."

The good relationship between the Queen Mother and Grandma Qingyun is easy to find out. Ever since Qingyun gained the favor of the Queen Mother, those who were interested have long found out the reason, and it doesn't matter if they tell her.

"That is also the blessing of Your Highness the Princess," Meng Zixuan smiled gently.

"Miss Meng is not bad. Doesn't she also win the favor of the Queen?"

"How can that be compared with Her Majesty the Princess? After all, the Queen is my aunt, so it is normal to be close to her."

Qingyun didn't reply. She didn't know what medicine she was selling in her gourd.

"Princess, look how big this palace is. I don't know how many people there are in the harem. But the most capable ones are the Queen Mother and the Queen."

Qingyun chuckled, "My princess has been a little dull recently. I wonder if Miss Meng can speak frankly?"

Meng Zixuan smiled implicitly, "Your Highness is so smart, how could you not know what my little girl means?"

Qingyun smiled but said nothing.

Meng Zixuan looked forward, "It's a pity that the Queen Mother and the Queen are not close to each other. Otherwise, I'm afraid no one in this palace can surpass them."

Qingyun sneered, she understood what Meng Zixuan meant. But still no answer. Instead, the topic changed to "Will Miss Meng know about tomorrow's draft?"

"How can my little girl not know something that the entire capital knows about?"

"This matter is in charge of the Queen Mother."

Meng Zixuan was slightly surprised, "Isn't the Queen Mother just indifferent?"

"That's because she doesn't want to, it's not impossible. She just... doesn't care anymore."

Meng Zixuan's fingertips were slightly pulled back, with no expression on her face, "The princess is right. After all, the Queen Mother is old and will always be a little unable to do what she wants. But as long as she wants, she can do it at any time."

Qingyun smiled, and the two separated at the fork in the road. Qingyun headed towards Cining Palace. The moment he turned around, he stopped smiling.

She had never been in contact with Meng Zixuan, and she did not expect that she would be more difficult to deal with than Meng Zirou.

When they arrived at Cining Palace, the Queen Mother was already waiting. Qingyun arrived early, just in time for the Queen Mother's breakfast.

Seeing Qingyun, she happily waved to her, "Come, come to grandma."

Qingyun naturally sat next to the Queen Mother without even a courtesy. But the Queen Mother didn't care either.

Qingyun's mouth was sweet, "Is great-grandma waiting for Xue'er to come for breakfast?"

"Of course. Come and have a try to see if the palace chef's cooking suits your taste." The Queen Mother picked up a bun and put it in her bowl.

Qingyun is not polite either. She came early, without breakfast. Moreover, she walked in through such a long palace passage, so she was already hungry.