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

The wheels of the carriage turned gurglingly as they drove all the way out of the palace.

The driver was Song Heqing, and Li Guanqi was also sitting outside.

Qingyun put down the car curtain and was a little worried, "You just told Li Guanqi, aren't you afraid of him taking revenge on you?"

Yan Siyuan took out the cakes and placed them on the table one after another, and then said: "No, I know him."

They grew up together, how could he not understand his temperament. If he was really the kind of person who would bite back, he wouldn't have kept him until now.

Qingyun thought about her relationship with Li Guanqi and felt that he was not that kind of person. Putting aside the fact that he and Meng Xiaoxiao had no mother-son relationship, even if they were deeply related by blood, he would not really hate Yan Siyuan.

Thinking about Yan Siyuan's intelligence, she felt relieved. Suddenly another thing came to mind: "Your Majesty seems to know my identity."

Yan Siyuan held the tea cup in his hand tightly, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes. But he quickly restrained himself, and the shadows from his long eyelashes blocked the emotion in his eyes.

"He didn't mention it when I was there."

"Yes, this means that I am still useful to him." But what's the use? Qingyun couldn't understand.

"Let's see first and then talk. If he really can't tolerate you anymore, there is no need for us to protect him anymore."

Qingyun raised her eyes and looked at him, "It took a lot of effort to save the person, please say goodbye."

She didn't really want to do it. Although Yan Siyuan is not the biological son of Emperor Yan, his body is. Whether it is Yan Qin'ao or Yan Siyuan, she does not want them to be labeled as patricide.

Yan Siyuan curled his lips and smiled, like spring breeze turning snow, "Don't be so anxious. I know you are doing it for my own good. I won't move until he takes action."

Qingyun's face heated up and she said harshly: "Who is doing this for you? You are so shameless."

Yan Siyuan's hearty laughter came from the carriage.

Back at the Ninth Prince's Mansion, Yan Siyuan looked at the tea cup in his hand with an unclear expression.

Li Guanqi saluted him, indicating that he wanted to leave.

Yan Siyuan nodded slightly and let him leave.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xizhu beside him, "Tell An Shi to keep an eye on Emperor Dian Yan and report any movement."

Xizhu nodded "yes" and walked away.

An Shi is the little eunuch who is guarding Emperor Yan today. He is very smart, even smarter than Jin Zhong. After realizing that something happened to Zhongzhong, he took the initiative to seek refuge with Yan Siyuan.

It's rare to have an informant who can stay by Emperor Yan's side, so Yan Siyuan will naturally not give up. But at the same time, he also knew that An Shi might be Emperor Yan's man, so he wouldn't trust him too much. Someone was also sent to watch him.

After doing all this, Yan Siyuan went back to his room to rest.

As for the Prime Minister's Mansion, Qingyun had already fallen asleep. You can't hide from things that should come, and you don't have to hide from things that shouldn't come. Qingyun is very open-minded.

Autumn hunting to worship ancestors is a project that happens every year. But because the ancestor worship was held in advance, Qiu Lie didn’t know that it was still there.

Just when everyone thought it would be cancelled, Emperor Yan decreed that the autumn hunting would be normal. The ancestor worship ceremony was changed to a ceremony for conferring a queen, and the queen who was about to be canonized was Meng Zirou's name.

Qingyun looked at the imperial edict in front of her with a sarcastic smile. Emperor Yan is really a good emperor.

Qingyun was not surprised at all that the next queen was Meng Zirou. If it weren't for Meng Zirou, Qingyun would be surprised.

Now the Prime Minister's Palace is powerful, while the Meng Family is weak. He always wanted to give the Meng family some help so that they could fight against the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Qingyun threw the imperial edict in her hand on the table and glanced at Yan Qin'ao who was calmly drinking tea.

"Meng Zirou became the queen, Yuna is not good at it."

Yan Qin'ao put down the tea cup, "He has never been a person who would be confused by beauty. Otherwise, the queen at that time would have been Gu Zijin, and what would happen to Meng Xiaoxiao?"

Gu Zijin was so beautiful back then, but no one who saw her said she was ugly. Even the woman who was extremely jealous of her would not dare to talk about her appearance. But the position of queen still belongs to Meng Xiaoxiao.

The current situation is a microcosm of that year. Yuna was made a noble concubine, and Meng Zirou was made a queen. Imperial power is always more important than himself.

There was sarcasm in Yan Qin'ao's eyes.

Qingyun didn't care. It was better for the Meng family to be strong than to weaken the Prime Minister's Palace.

But this autumn hunt, Qingyun's dark eyes rolled.

Seeing her like this, Yan Qin'ao knew that she was not holding anything back.

The two of them were thinking about their own things and became quiet for a while. The bamboo forest was destroyed, Qingyun went to Yan Qin'ao's room to heal his injuries. The closer to the final stage, the longer the acupuncture time will be. And Yan Qin'ao's touch became more obvious.

After each acupuncture, both of them felt uncomfortable. But one can bear it, and the other is too lazy to bear it.

"Ah Li, ah Li", Murong Yao's voice sounded from far away to near. He ran over happily, like a red butterfly, and fluttered into Yan Qin'ao's arms. He raised a bright smile and acted coquettishly towards Yan Qin'ao.

Yan Qin'ao frowned and took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat, "Why are you running so fast? It's hot, why don't you take a rest in the house to cool off?"

"I miss Ali", Murong Yao expressed her love passionately and truly, never being secretive.

After hearing Murong Yao's words, Yan Qin'ao laughed and stretched out his arms to hug her. He tapped the tip of her nose lovingly. This made Murong Yao smile tenderly.

Qingyun's face turned livid, and she placed the tea on the stone table with a bang. The tea spilled and fell on her hand.

Qiuyue took out a handkerchief and wiped Qingyun's hands.

This sound really caught the attention of the two people. Yan Qin'ao coughed slightly in embarrassment, put Murong Yao down, and coaxed, "Go back first, I'll go play with you later."

Murong Yao pouted, looking at Qingyun and then at Yan Qin'ao, obviously she didn't want to leave.

Yan Qin'ao touched her head and said, "Good boy."

She reluctantly left. Qingyun almost vomited at the sound of "good boy". Staring at Yan Qin'ao, "What title are you going to give her?"

Yan Qin'ao frowned and started thinking.

Qingyun snorted softly, "I'm telling you, don't think about deposing the princess to make way for Murong. Let's not say that the princess is unwilling, even I will not watch you do this."

Yan Qin'ao laughed and said, "You are overthinking, I won't be so confused."

"I think you are very confused. You knew that she wouldn't live long, but you still fell in love with her. In the end, it was you who couldn't break away. Why bother? If I had known this, I shouldn't have let Yan Siyuan give her to you. .Looking at you like this, you will definitely not be able to use her to remove the poison."

Yan Qin'ao's eyebrows turned cold, "Since we know she won't live long, we should make her happy while she's alive. I won't use her to remove the poison, that's not what she should do.

Even if Yan Siyuan didn't give her to me, I would still meet her. If she is sincerely moved, I would be willing to do so."