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

"Meng Xiaoxiao, Liu Rong, how did these two get together? It's really strange."

Yan Siyuan was talking about Meng Xiaoxiao, not the Meng family. It shows that the Meng family does not know the key.

"Is it just Meng Xiaoxiao?" With Meng Xiaoxiao's ability, Yan Qin'ao didn't think she could do it.

"Meng Xunji secretly helped Meng Xiaoxiao, but he did not use people from the Meng family, but his own people."

"As expected of an old fox, knowing that Meng Xiaoxiao would hate the Meng family because of Meng Zirou's affairs, he helped her with things.

If it succeeds, the Meng family will be the dominant one, but if it fails, it will be Meng Xiaoxiao’s ambition alone, and the Meng family will not be affected. It is really a good method."

Qingyun's eyes were even more gloomy, and Meng Xunji was like a loach. Even if this matter is exposed, there will be no clue to him.

"It seems that Meng Xiaoxiao has formed an alliance with Liu Rong."

Yan Qin'ao knocked on the handle of the wheelchair, thinking about the current situation, "What did he tell you?". Yan Qin'ao looked at Yan Siyuan.

"He asked me to go back to the border, but I refused."

"As expected, his temper has not changed at all. When encountering any problem, he just wants to escape. But he really loves you."

"You call this pampering? Isn't it guilt?" Yan Siyuan was disdainful. Everything Emperor Yan gave him was like compensation.

"What should we do now?" Qingyun suddenly became confused.

The border is too far away for them to care about. In the capital, they couldn't find a single thread and were really at a loss.

"Don't worry at the border. As long as nothing happens in the capital, they won't take action and they won't dare."

Qiming was frightened by the attack. If King Yi hadn't said that Emperor Yan was terminally ill, they wouldn't have even dared to send troops.

"Then our focus now is on the capital." Qingyun suddenly remembered something, "How is Yan Muen's left deputy?"

"He took him back."

"He took him back so easily?"

"There is no reason. That maid is indeed from the Eighth Prince's house. She just abused the maid, which is not culpable enough."

Qingyun frowned, "I always feel like I've seen that left deputy somewhere before."

Yan Siyuan touched her head and said, "Don't think so much. You have been worried about these things for a long time these days. Will something happen in the capital soon? You have a good rest." There was a flash of light in his eyes.

Qingyun didn't notice.

This time, she did not avoid Yan Siyuan's hand. He nodded obediently.

Yan Qin'ao was a little surprised to see the two of them getting along so well, but didn't say anything.

Murong Yao knocked on the door and said, "Ali, are you okay?". His tone was full of impatience.

Qingyun sneered, "Ali? That's so kind of a name."

"Qingyun, she is innocent." Yan Qin'ao's expression darkened.

He also didn’t forget to respond to Murong, “It’s almost time, please wait a little longer.”

"What about Shi Fenglan? Isn't she innocent?".

Yan Qin'ao remained silent, because in his heart, Shi Fenglan was not innocent.

Qingyun didn't argue with him about this issue, "If you really like her, it's enough to make her a concubine, and forget about your legal wife."

Without waiting for Yan Qin'ao to retort, Qingyun began to drive people away, "You can leave, but don't make your A-Yao wait in a hurry."

Yan Qin'ao pursed his lips, and Yu Chuan pushed him out. You can still vaguely hear Murong Yao's coquettishness.

Qingyun looked at Yan Siyuan and asked, "Am I being too nosy?"

"No, I just don't want to see my friend being offended. If you met Murong Yao first, you would still speak up for her."

"So, it turns out that order is so important."

"Not necessarily. Shi Fenglan has been with him for so many years and still can't impress him. But it only took Murong Yao more than a month to get him to maintain this, so it's still a matter of division."

Qingyun couldn't refute because what Yan Siyuan said was right.

Three days later, Qingyun received clothes from the Queen Mother in her yard. It was the Queen Mother who showed her that pomegranate red dress that day.

Compared with the first time I saw it, this time I added a lot of agate and various gemstones. It just looks heavy.

Qingyun looked at the clothes in front of her and was a little confused, "Sister Haiyue, what does great-grandmother mean by this?"

"In half a month, the ancestor worship ceremony will be held. The Queen Mother asked you to wear these clothes to attend."

Qingyun was in a daze for a moment. The ancestor worship ceremony was really advanced. At first she thought it was just the Queen Mother's words, but she didn't expect it to be true.

There was a problem with ancestor worship being held earlier. She asked tentatively: "A good ancestor worship ceremony should be held after the autumn hunting. How could it be held so early?"

"Your Majesty, please don't test this slave. I don't know."

"Sister Haiyue is overthinking, and this princess is just curious. Since my great-grandmother has made arrangements, my granddaughter will naturally abide by it."

Haiyue curtsied and left with the palace maid.

Qingyun looked at the clothes in front of her and fell into deep thought. Turning around, he saw Mo Jingchunxiu's wedding dress.

Raising her hand, Qiuyue put the clothes away and approached Mo Jingchun, "My cousin's embroidery is really beautiful, but the speed is a bit slow. Is it too late?"

Mo Jingchun was startled, "Of course I can, I have plenty of time."

Qingyun wondered, "There are still a few months left, can my cousin really finish the embroidery?"

Mo Jingchun took the wedding dress to himself and said, "Of course."

Since Mo Jingchun wasn't worried, Qingyun didn't care. After all, the wedding dress is hers, so she must have a clue.

A month passed quickly. Yan Siyuan was right, there was nothing wrong with the capital, but nothing happened at the border. Qiming's soldiers didn't even move across the boundary, they just stayed stationary and didn't move.

They must be waiting. When the capital is in chaos, they can attack.

There are more and more people in the world of martial arts in the capital, and it seems that what attracts them is not just the elixir of life. The inn was full of people.

The ancestor worship ceremony will be the most difficult day to manage.

Qingyun was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. I heard the soft sound of tiles and the sound of someone breathing.

Qingyun walked out with her clothes on and saw Jin Shui standing on one foot. He chuckled, "You are pretty good at Qinggong, how could you fall into such an obvious trap?"

"The humble position fell into this trap because of a moment of scheming. The princess is really smart." He wanted to say that Qing Yun was a cunning person, but after thinking about it he changed his words.

"Is the stuff ready?". Since he calls himself that, even what she wants has already been done.

"Okay, I will naturally pursue what my master wants."

He took out an iron ball, only half the size of Qingyun's fist. It should be vacuum inside and not very heavy.

Qingyun weighed it in her hand and threw it up with her backhand. The little ball exploded in an instant, like a peony. Thousands of silver needles shot out from inside. These silver needles are all heading towards the golden water.

Jin Shui wanted to hide, but there were so many silver needles that he couldn't dodge at all. For a moment, he really felt that Qingyun was going to kill him.