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

Yan Qinao helplessly said, “I’ve been there.”

Now the entire Qianqing Palace is filled with concubines in mourning.

Qingyun leaned forward slightly and said, "Your Majesty has summoned me. Is there something wrong?"

It is very late now, and darkness has enveloped the entire palace. Only the Qianqing Palace is brightly lit. Qingyun and Yan Siyuan will go to mourn later.

Yan Qinao pinched his brows and handed a secret letter to Qingyun, saying, "You'll know when you take a look."

Qingyun took the secret letter. The handwriting on the letter was vigorous and powerful, and every stroke was unrestrained and free. A closer look revealed the meticulousness and carefulness in the writing.

Yan Qinao was attracted by this beautiful handwriting, "Shi Fengji? He wants Shi Fenglan back?"

After reading the contents of the secret letter, Qingyun frowned and said, "Then I won't be able to eat the pastries made by the princess."

When Qingyun said this, Yan Qinao and Yan Siyuan were both stunned.

"Is this... the time to talk about pastries?"

The corners of Yan Qinao's mouth twitched, "Are you so sure that I will return Feng Lan?"

In fact, Shen Lingfei really defected to the Qiming Kingdom, but it was not treason. Instead, he lent troops to help Shi Fengji seize the throne, and the condition given by Shi Fengji was that they return to Shuntianyuan.

At the beginning, Shen Lingfei was disdainful, because Tianyuan had never taken Qiming seriously. As long as Tianyuan wanted, he had plenty of troops to fight Qiming and could still make Qiming surrender.

But after being teased and harassed by Shi Fengji many times, Shen Lingfei changed his mind.

Shi Fengji could have taken that position without his help, it would just take him a little longer. And Tianyuan would face a powerful enemy, an enemy who could be compared to Yan Qinao back then, which was definitely not a good thing.

So after discussing this with Qingyun and Yan Siyuan, he decided to help him, but he didn't expect that he would still be outmaneuvered by Shi Fengji.

Qiming has now changed its ruler, and the new emperor is Shi Fengji. However, he detained Shen Lingfei and others and asked Shi Fenglan to replace them. This was a result that no one expected.

Hearing Yan Qinao's words, Qingyun raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't you want to?"

Shi Fenglan is Qiming's princess. She can't be the queen. The officials won't allow it, and the people won't allow it. If he doesn't return her, where will he put her? She's his legal wife.

Yan Qinao didn't say anything, but lowered his head to think.

"Have you ever thought about asking her if she is willing to leave?" Yan Siyuan's voice interrupted their thoughts.

Yes, Shi Fenglan is a human being. Any decision they make here is useless. Only Shi Fenglan’s consent will work.

"Qingyun, then...you go," Yan Qinao looked at Qingyun.

Qingyun nodded. She knew why he didn't want to go, because he was afraid of getting that answer.

In the Qianqing Palace, all the concubines except the Empress Dowager were present, led by Meng Zirou, and knelt on the ground.

Qingyun passed by the pale-faced, shaky concubines and walked to the front.

Everyone was dressed in mourning clothes, which made their already pale faces look even more bloodless, making them look like ghosts from the underworld.

"Stand up, don't kneel anymore."

Meng Zirou was the first to stand up, and the other concubines also stood up and said, "Thank you, Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Meng Zirou looked at Qingyun and asked, "Did it turn out as you wished?"

The poison was given to her by Qingyun along with a secret letter, and the bracelet was given to her by Yan Siyuan. It must be said that the tacit understanding between these two people is truly unmatched.

"As you wish, and as I wish," Qingyun and Meng Zirou looked at each other.

She was right. The death of Emperor Yan fulfilled the wishes of many people, otherwise she would not have implicated so many concubines with just one anonymous letter.

Because they all wanted Emperor Yan to die, some to protect themselves, and some to protect their relatives and families.

Meng Zirou belongs to the latter. She has no interest in the Meng family, but the Meng family also has her mother, the person she is most worried about.

Turning around, she looked at the other concubines and said, "Ladies, go back and rest. Just kneel for an hour every night. Don't damage your foundation.

Your Majesty has left an order that if the concubines in the harem are willing, they can live out their lives in the palace. If they are not willing, they can leave the palace and live elsewhere. They don’t have to be buried with the emperor. You can rest assured.

After Qingyun finished speaking, almost all the concubines breathed a sigh of relief, and some even shed tears.

Whether they were pregnant or poisoned, all they prayed for was to stay alive.

And now, they finally got what they wanted.

As the concubines left one after another, the mourning hall in the Qianqing Palace gradually became spacious, and in the end only Yan Siyuan, Qingyun, Meng Zirou and Yuna were left.

Qingyun glanced at Yuna who was still kneeling. She looked haggard and her eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that she had been crying hard. Without saying anything, she took Meng Zirou to the inner room.

Yan Siyuan did not follow, but sat casually on the armchair in the mourning hall, carefully observing Yuna's face, and finally came to a conclusion.

"Not at all. Do you love him so much?"

Yuna lowered her eyes and said, "He's fine."

"Where is good?".

"He is very good to me," she looked up at Yan Siyuan, "He is very good to you too."

Yan Siyuan's face turned cold. "I just regretted it and wanted to make amends with someone. You really put your heart into it."

Yuna did not refute, just thought she was deceiving herself, and continued to mourn for Emperor Yan quietly.

In the inner room, Meng Zirou pulled Qingyun's hand and placed it on her belly, then leaned close to her ear and asked, "Can it slide off?"

Qingyun frowned in confusion, "Why?"

"Do you think he can survive?".

Meng Zirou was very clear-headed. No matter what kind of person he was, once he sat in that position, he would become suspicious.

Even if you give birth to this child safely, it is impossible for him to grow up safely. Yan Qinao will not allow such a scourge to be left to him. Instead of that, it is better to get rid of him before he is born.

Qingyun understood her thoughts, but she was obviously already too pregnant, and if she really didn't want to have the baby, it might hurt her body.

So I confirmed with her again, "Have you thought it through? If so, your body may be left with disease, and in severe cases, you may become infertile for life."

Meng Zirou hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment. She held Qingyun's wrist tightly and said seriously: "I've thought about it. This is it."

Qingyun nodded helplessly and could only try to minimize the damage.

Although Qingyun asked the concubines to go back, they still had to pretend to mourn, so the four of them stayed in the mourning hall all night.

Meng Zirou was physically unable to kneel for long, so she sat down. Only Qingyun, Yan Siyuan, and Yuna knelt the entire night.

Qingyun had complicated feelings towards Emperor Yan. Perhaps at the beginning, she liked this down-to-earth emperor very much.

But as the power of the Qing family grew, Emperor Yan could no longer bear it. And she was not afraid of death and never thought of retreating. She was really naive and stupid.