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

She glanced at the little eunuch standing quietly beside her.

"This princess will give you a prescription, so you can remember it. Later, let Dr. Wang prepare the prescription, grind it into powder, and put it in the incense burner. It can relieve your majesty's current symptoms. If your majesty wants to, you can use it. If you don’t want to poop, don’t use it.”

The young eunuch bowed his head respectfully towards Qingyun, "I understand, the princess just said it doesn't matter, I will definitely remember it."

Without pen and paper, Qingyun dictated the recipe. Looking at the well-behaved little eunuch in front of him, "Do you remember?"

"The slave remembers".

Qingyun didn't believe it, "Then you repeat it?"

The little eunuch repeated the recipe Qingyun just said again, word for word.

Qingyun was a little surprised, she didn't expect this little eunuch to have such a good memory. He nodded, took another look into the Jinluan Palace, and pulled Yan Siyuan away.

Yan Siyuan stared at Qingyun holding his hand, his eyes softened unconsciously, and he touched the top of Qingyun's hair.

Qingyun was stunned, raised her head and glared at him, "What are you doing?".

Yan Siyuan chuckled, turning a blind eye to Qingyun's powerless glare, "I don't do anything, I just want to touch you."

Qingyun squinted at him, obviously not believing what he said. He said casually: "That little eunuch has a really good memory."

"A loyal godson certainly has a good memory."

"Huh?" Qingyun raised her head, "What about him and Jinzhong?".

"He doesn't know anything about what Jinzhong does."

"how do you know?".

"He said so himself."

Qingyun was even more confused. Seeing Yan Siyuan's mysterious smile, she had no intention of asking any more questions. But another thing came to mind: "What did you do here today?". She didn't believe that he came specifically to save her today.

"Of course I'm here to find you," Yan Siyuan blurted out. But looking at Qingyun's suspicious eyes, she added, "By the way, I brought Li Guanqi to meet Meng Xiaoxiao. In a few days, it will be the day when Meng Xiaoxiao will be beheaded."

Qingyun understood clearly and explained all the reasons Yan Siyuan said. Although the misunderstanding between her and Yan Siyuan has been resolved, she still doesn't feel that she is very important in Yan Siyuan's heart.

Yan Si shook his head helplessly, naturally seeing Qingyun's thoughts. He had indeed heard about the Chu family and knew that Qingyun had come to the palace, so he hurried over. It's really a good idea to bring Li Guanqi with me.

Although Meng Xiaoxiao was about to be beheaded, he did not necessarily have to bring Li Guanqi to see Meng Xiaoxiao today. He didn't explain, and he knew that this kind of thing couldn't be rushed. Qingyun no longer rejects his approach, which is the best result.

"Do you want to go and see it together?"

What to see? Do Li Guanqi and Meng Xiaoxiao recognize their relatives? Qingyun suddenly wanted to read it. She wanted to see how Meng Xiaoxiao would react if she knew that her son was not dead and had grown so big.

"Okay, let's go take a look."

The two of them walked towards the Royal Prison.

Inside the prison, it was dark and damp, with only weak light falling from the roof. The further inside, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.

Qingyun had been to this prison before, that time to teach Yan Yusen a lesson. This is her second time here.

Yan Siyuan held an oil lamp in his hand to illuminate Qingyun.

Li Guanqi followed the two of them without saying a word. Looks calm and calm.

But as long as you look closely, you can find that whether it is his clenched fists or the fingertips he rubs from time to time, it shows that his heart is not peaceful.

Yan Siyuan had already told him about Gu Zijin, but he didn't remember anything. The Gu worm on his body was not only to control Yan Siyuan, but also to seal part of his memory. He has no memory of anything before the age of seven. There is only the memory of being with Yan Siyuan.

He had met Gu Zijin and enjoyed that woman's tenderness and caress. So after her accident, following Yan Siyuan was their only obsession.

Even if he knew it was because of Gu Zijin that he became mute, he wouldn't feel anything. Maybe it was because it had been too long and he had gotten used to it, or maybe it was because Gu Zijin left such an impression on him that he couldn't hate it.

But he still wanted to see his biological mother.

As their thoughts flowed, the three of them had reached the depths of the prison.

Qingyun looked at the dirty skirt and frowned slightly.

Yan Siyuan saw her reaction, his eyes dimmed and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Qingyun and Yan Siyuan took a step back and looked at Meng Xiaoxiao, who was huddled motionless in the corner. There were no more splendid clothes, only gray-white prison uniforms, his hair was messy on top of his head, and his face was covered in blood.

She was a death row prisoner and did not need to be interrogated, so there were no wounds on her body. But those dead eyes shocked Qingyun for a moment.

She knocked on the cell door and said, "Meng Xiaoxiao, I brought someone to see you."

Meng Xiaoxiao finally reacted and stiffly raised her head to look at the person. When she saw who it was, there was finally a look in her eyes.

It's hatred, overwhelming hatred. She rushed toward the cell door fiercely, like a wild beast that saw its prey and wanted to tear Qingyun to pieces on the spot.

"How dare you come here, bitch! Bitch! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in this situation, you bitch!!"

Although he knew that Meng Xiaoxiao could not hurt Qingyun because of the prison door, Yan Siyuan still pulled Qingyun back a step and reminded her softly, "Be careful."

Qingyun looked at Meng Xiaoxiao's crazy appearance and snorted, "Meng Xiaoxiao, are you making a mistake? Isn't it you yourself who brought you to this point?"

"If it weren't for you, I would have succeeded long ago and become the high-ranking empress dowager, Qingyun! Why are you stopping me? You bitch!"

Seeing that she kept scolding herself, Qingyun felt uncomfortable, "You are thinking of helping Yan Muen seize power, waiting for him to take a certain position, and then killing him to promote Yan Jingcheng to the top. You are really stupid.

Meng Xiaoxiao, after staying in the harem for so many years, besides fighting for favor, haven’t you learned any other skills? Meng Xunji is an old fox, but you haven’t touched him at all.”

After listening to Qingyun's scolding, Meng Xiaoxiao calmed down and sat dejectedly in front of the cell door, glaring at Qingyun with a pair of angry eyes.

"Why not? As long as Cheng'er is in power, I have the final say! What does Meng Xunji mean to him? He is just a cold and cold person who can even abandon his relatives. He is not called smart, but cruel."

As for Meng Xiaoxiao's evaluation of Meng Xunji, Qingyun was noncommittal, "I won't say what happened to Meng Xunji, but if you want to kill Yan Muen, that's simply a fantasy. Let's not say whether his rebellion can succeed this time, it's true. Well, with so many capable people protecting him, how can you, a weak woman, kill him?"

Meng Xiaoxiao opened her mouth and wanted to speak. But Qingyun spoke first.

"You want to say that by then Yan Muen has trusted you immensely, and you can naturally get close, so you can kill him, right?"