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

"How can I be anxious? It's just that the opportunity is in front of me and I want to try it."

"But......".

"Do you want to say that I'm ruthless? Or that I'm a cruel patricide?" Yan Qin'ao interrupted Qingyun.

Seeing Qingyun's eyelashes tremble slightly, she knew she was right. She raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Tiger poison doesn't even eat its seeds. He was the first to do it. How could he blame me for being ruthless? If it hadn't been for his partiality back then, how could I have done it?" Will survive for so many years."

Qingyun was choked and speechless. It was indeed Emperor Yan who was cruel first. It seems that there is nothing wrong with him being like this now.

Qingyun closed her mouth in annoyance and muttered in her heart: What are you doing? Why am I acting like a holy mother? It’s all Gu Mingrui’s fault, she’s led me astray.

Gu Mingrui, who was teaching Shen Lingfei a lesson in Shen Shangshu's mansion, sneezed and rubbed his nose in confusion. When he looked up, he saw Shen Lingfei looking careless, and he immediately became even more angry, and he kept giving out the truth.

Seeing that Qingyun had rested her mind, Yan Qin'ao turned her attention to the chessboard again and asked, "How is Yan Siyuan?"

"It's no longer serious, and I will wake up soon." Qingyun suddenly realized, "Thank you for the medicinal materials you sent me." After saying that, he glanced sideways at Murong Yao.

"I wanted to gather the medicinal materials and give them to you, but seeing that Yan Siyuan was already like that at that time, I was afraid that I couldn't wait. So I gave them to you directly, thinking that they might be of some use."

"Oh, yes, I thought it was because of your beauty." Qing cupped her chin and glanced at Murong Yao casually.

How could Murong Yao not understand what Qingyun meant and hide behind Yan Qin'ao.

"You won't be like this, I know this very well." Yan Qin'ao moved to the side, blocking Qingyun's sight.

"That's not necessarily the case. It's Yan Siyuan's critical moment, and I can do anything."

"Then you are sincere towards your best friend." Yan Qin'ao raised the corners of his mouth, pursed his lips and smiled softly.

Qingyun's eyebrows were clear, neither shy nor shy, and she was generous and generous. "Since he is a close friend, he must be serious about her."

Turning around and seeing Shi Fenglan coming, he said again: "You don't know the blessings when you are in the midst of blessings. Sooner or later, you will regret it."

Without waiting for Yan Qin'ao to speak, he said the last word: "You lose."

She stood up and patted the hem of her skirt, then happily greeted Shi Fenglan, "It smells so good. I can smell it even from such a distance. The princess is really amazing."

Shi Fenglan's eyes were full of smiles, and she saw Yun Xiang looking at her sister clearly. "I made some more and brought them back to you. If you want to eat more, you can come to the palace at any time."

"Okay, then I'm welcome."

Qingyun took the food box from the maid's hand and looked at Yan Qin'ao who was still studying the chessboard. He didn't even look at Shi Fenglan.

Shi Fenglan followed Qingyun's line of sight and saw the serious Yan Qin'ao. While feeling disappointed, she took Qingyun's hand and walked over, "Who won this?".

Seeing that her expression had not changed, Qingyun did not continue to criticize Yan Qin'ao. He patted his chest proudly and said, "Of course it's me."

Hearing this, Shi Fenglan smiled softly, "Really? Then you are really powerful, you can even win the title."

"That's right, I'm sure the chess skills were taught by my eldest brother and Yan Siyuan. How could one person be as smart as two people?"

Yan Qin'ao looked up and saw Qing Yun's proud look. He smiled and shook his head, "Yes, your chess skills are very good."

Qingyun hummed softly and hurriedly opened the food box.

Murong Yao glared at Qingyun unconvinced, "You just happened to win. Maybe Ah Li let it slip on purpose."

"... Ouch... Is he the only one who... deliberately let out water?" Qingyun's mouth was filled with cakes, and she was a little slurred.

"You can't even understand what you're saying. How can you be so good at chess?" Murong Yao put her hands on her hips and her little face looked fierce.

Qingyun rolled her eyes at her, not even bothering to argue with her. He took a sip of scented tea, swallowed the cakes in his mouth, and stuffed a few more into his mouth.

After taking a look at the sky, he calmly put the pastries back into the food box.

Seeing that Qingyun ignored her, Murong Yao was too lazy to ask for trouble. She turned to look at Yan Qin'ao, "Ah Li, your chess skills are so good, what do you want her to do?"

"You were wrong this time, I didn't let her." Yan Qin'ao lost openly, and he had already seen where he lost.

"I already have the pastries, so why bother packing them all?" Shi Fenglan asked, looking at Qingyun who was packing the pastries.

"They won't eat such good pastries, so keeping them would be a waste. I might as well take them all away, as I can't let down the princess's kindness."

After listening to Qingyun's words, Shi Fenglan looked at Qingyun with even gentler eyes. Qingyun was right. Apart from her, no one in the palace liked this pastry.

After loading the cakes and handing them to Qiuyue, Qingyun was ready to leave. After taking two steps out, he reluctantly stepped back and knocked on the chessboard on Yan Qin'ao's desk.

"Yan Qin'ao, don't be anxious. What's yours should always be yours, and don't forget what you promised me. Don't let yourself get something you shouldn't have."

After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Yan Qin'ao to reply. Even if Yan Qin'ao really killed Emperor Yan, they wouldn't say anything. After all, it was Emperor Yan who did this ruthless person first.

But in the eyes of the world, they can only see him killing his father. They didn't know anything about what happened before.

Even if what Yan Qin'ao did would not be known to the world, Qingyun didn't want her father's blood to be on her hands.

Looking at Qingyun's leaving figure, Yan Qin'ao fell into deep thought.

Back at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Qingyun divided the cakes between the main courtyard and Jingzhu Courtyard. A day of mental work made her a little tired and she fell asleep quickly.

The curtain falls and the night becomes thick. The sky is full of stars, indicating good weather tomorrow.

When Qingyun was in Prince Xian's Mansion, the imperial edict was already in everyone's hands. The imperial army led people to plunder the Meng family and sent boxes of things to the treasury.

Meng Xunji looked at the empty warehouse, his heart bleeding, but it didn't help.

Yan Jingcheng and Yan Yusen were banned. They were not allowed to leave the house without Emperor Yan's order, and they were specially guarded by the imperial army.

The Liu family's house was ransacked and everyone was imprisoned. Even Meng Xiaoxiao wanted to be killed on another day.

With so many people in trouble, the fact that Yuan Jinyan was relegated to the cold palace seems a bit insignificant.

Yuan Jinyan looked at the dilapidated palace in front of her and the rooms full of weeds, astonished and at a loss as she was when she received the imperial edict.

Even though he did nothing, he was relegated to the cold palace. She thought she would be happy, because when she got here, no one would bother her anymore, and she didn't even have to go to bed. But she couldn't ignore the unwillingness in her heart.

He took a deep breath and walked inside. After taking only two steps, someone pulled him aside.

She didn't expect anyone to be here, and she wanted to scream in surprise, but her mouth was covered. After reacting, he wanted to take action, but found that his acupoints had been tapped and he could not move.