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

Qingyun really didn't care too much. Her skin was delicate and would leave red marks if she applied a little force.

With Mu Jingzhi's half-dead appearance, he couldn't hurt her at all, he just looked a little scary.

Yan Siyuan didn't say anything else. He gently held Qingyun's wrist with his rough hand, held the umbrella for Qingyun with his other hand, and walked into the rain.

Qingyun could feel the warmth on her wrist, so she let him hold it.

"Will you keep it?" Yan Siyuan bent down slightly and looked at Qingyun.

"......Don't keep it", Qingyun pondered for a moment, her eyes flashed slightly, and she made a firm choice.

Yan Siyuan curled his lips and tilted the umbrella in his hand a little more towards Qingyun.

A flash of lightning struck, and the entire Qianqing Palace fell into darkness again.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly and the sky cleared up after the rain.

The door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation was opened, and Qingyun supported the empress dowager and slowly walked towards the direction of "Emperor Yan".

Wang Shengjie and An Shi were standing on the left and right beside the dragon bed. When they saw the Queen Mother and Qing Yun, they knelt down and bowed, saying, "Your servants, pay their respects to the Queen Mother and Her Royal Highness the Princess."

The Queen Mother nodded slightly and said, "Everyone, get up."

"Thank you, Queen Dowager and Princess."

"How is Your Majesty now?" The Queen Mother's eyes were deep and calm, and her tone was too bland.

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother, I have just arrived and have not yet taken Your Majesty's pulse."

"Then please come in now."

"Yes".

Wang Shengjie lifted the layers of bright yellow gauze covering the dragon bed and saw "Emperor Yan" lying peacefully on the bed.

Now the bloodstains on the quilt have long disappeared, and even the expression of "Emperor Yan" is so peaceful, as if he is asleep.

Wang Shengjie frowned instantly when he saw "Emperor Yan". Their voices were so loud that it was impossible for "Emperor Yan" not to be woken up by the ridicule. It was too unusual that he was still sleeping so soundly now.

He didn't call him "Emperor Yan" anymore, but just put his hand on his neck.

Soon, he seemed to have received a huge blow and collapsed to the ground. His pupils were dilated, he was extremely flustered, and cold sweat even flowed down his forehead.

Wang Shengjie's performance caused great confusion among those present.

An Shi looked displeased, "Wang Yuanzheng, what's wrong with His Majesty? Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

Wang Shengjie turned his head blankly, his mouth opening and closing but no words uttered.

"Zheng Wang, I'm right here. Please feel free to tell me anything you want to say."

The empress dowager's majestic voice suppressed Wang Shengjie's pounding heart, and suddenly tears fell like rain, her voice was sad and mournful, "His Majesty...passed away——".

Boom——

In broad daylight, a thunderclap suddenly sounded.

The empress dowager suddenly fell backwards and Qingyun quickly helped her up.

The other palace maids and eunuchs in the room all knelt on the ground.

After a loud thunder, the sun is still warm.

Except for Qingyun and the Queen Mother, the thunder just now really scared everyone. Coupled with the news of Emperor Yan's death, the kneeling palace maids and eunuchs were all trembling with fear.

Qingyun reached out her hand to help the empress dowager calm down, "Grandma, please take care of yourself."

It took a while for the Queen Mother to recover. She held Qingyun's hand tightly and looked at her with tears in her eyes.

"My son, he is gone just like that..."

Qingyun shook the Queen Mother's hand and said, "Grandma, His Majesty would not want anything to happen to you."

Looking at Qingyun's determined eyes, he raised his hand, took a deep breath, and forced himself to stand up.

"Someone come here!".

The guard outside the door came in quickly and asked, "What orders does the Empress Dowager have?"

"His Majesty has passed away, ring the funeral bell and let the world know!!".

"Yes," the guard stiffened for a moment, then quickly stood up and left.

Inside the palace, Qingyun knelt before the Empress Dowager and shouted in unison with the eunuchs and palace maids: "Please accept our condolences, Your Majesty..."

Soon, the death knell of the palace sounded.

thump—

thump—

thump—

The three funeral bells rang, and the whole capital could hear them.

The people on the street stopped walking, and people in their houses came out. Teahouses and vendors stopped their daily operations and knelt towards the palace.

Those who were sensitive were already weeping bitterly. In just half an hour, the entire capital was filled with wailing.

All the ministers rushed to the palace, and arrived outside the Qianqing Palace one after another, standing outside solemnly.

Yan Qinao and Yan Siyuan were the last to arrive. The two of them walked side by side without looking at each other, as if they didn't know each other.

Although both of them wore dragon robes, their temperaments were very different.

Yan Qinao took every step firmly and steadily, with a deep and steady temperament.

Yan Siyuan's steps were irregular and light, with a bit of unruliness and carefreeness, but his angular face showed alienation and indifference, a kind of aloofness that kept people at a distance.

The two walked in unison, passing by all the officials and entering the Qianqing Palace. They bumped into the Empress Dowager and Qingyun who were coming out, and bowed to them, wishing them "Good health, Empress Dowager."

The Empress Dowager's eyes were slightly red. She nodded slightly to the two of them and then walked out of the Qianqing Palace.

When the officials saw the visitor, they all bowed and said, "Greetings to the Empress Dowager, may Her Majesty live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years. Greetings to Her Royal Highness the Princess, may Her Royal Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

After all, Qingyun's matter was suppressed by Yan Siyuan and it was never reported out of the palace. Although some officials knew some inside information, they did not dare to cause trouble at this time.

The Queen Mother raised her hand and said, "Everyone, please stand up."

"Your Majesty the Queen Mother, please accept my condolences," all the officials bowed again and then stood up.

The Queen Mother looked up at the sky, as if trying to hide her sadness, "Although Your Majesty is not my biological son, I have a deep affection for him. Now he has been taken away by God, which truly breaks my heart."

"Empress Dowager, please don't be too sad and hurt your body. Your father has a deep affection for you and he will definitely not see you suffer for him," Yan Qinao stepped forward and comforted her.

Yan Siyuan glanced at him coldly, then said: "Your Majesty is right."

Qingyun:......

"Okay, I understand. Now is not the time to be sad, Anshi."

An Shi stepped forward and said, "Your servant is here."

"Where is your Majesty's edict?"

An Shi took out the imperial edict and said, "Empress Dowager, it's here."

"Xuan!".

"Yes".

All the officials looked at the imperial edict of succession in An Shi's hand in shock. They looked at each other, and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

The spies they had placed in the palace were really useless. Even for such a big event as the imperial decree to pass on the throne, not even a single piece of news had leaked out.

An Shi didn't care what the officials thought. He slowly opened the imperial edict in his hand. All the officials knelt on the ground again, except Qingyun and the Queen Mother.

"The Emperor, by the Mandate of Heaven and the Successor of Heaven, proclaims: I have been on the throne for twenty-two years since I conquered Emperor Li. The country is clean, the world is peaceful, the people are at peace, all nations are obedient, the government is clean and honest, and the monarch and his subjects are in harmony. My virtue is comparable to that of the ancient sages, and my achievements are even more to be expected by future generations. The fourth prince, Yan Qinao, has noble character and is very similar to me. He is strong and his will cannot be taken away, and no temptation can move his heart. I wish to pass the throne to the fourth prince, Yan Qinao. All princes should work together to honor the new monarch. Important ministers should assist him carefully and support the country together. I decree this."