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

Watching the blood in his hand soaking the brocade handkerchief, the gold-embroidered handkerchief gradually turned bright red.

In fact, she was glad in her heart. She supported Lin Ruochu's going to the disaster relief. If something really happened, she would definitely feel guilty towards Qing Xiao for the rest of her life.

Jinshui stared at the brocade handkerchief in Qingyun's hand, his eyes flashing slightly.

"How is Meng Minjiang?"

Qingrong Xu said something wrong. The reason why Meng Minjiang became like that was not Li Hangyu's fault, but Jinshui's.

They just fed him some crazy drugs and then threw him out of the city to live or die.

The most unexpected thing was that Emperor Yan brought Meng Minjiang back from thousands of miles away and threw him in front of Qing Xiao, just to get rid of Qing Xiao and then take action against the Prime Minister's Mansion.

From the information obtained by Yan Siyuan, we learned that the disaster in Jincheng was not serious. As long as we work hard, it will be over soon.

Meng Minjiang had a high opinion of himself and was attracted by the beauty of the woman from Jincheng, and even wanted to covet the relief supplies.

Fortunately, Lin Ruochu discovered that Meng Minjiang was wrong and stopped him in time, but at the same time she offended him, which led to the subsequent events.

Qingyun's dragon-hunting order was very useful, shocking many officials and angry people, and also imprisoned Meng Minjiang.

It was also at that time that Jinshui took action, driving Meng Minjiang crazy and throwing him out.

But no one expected that when Pei Boran went to Jincheng, there was also a secret decree.

That was on Li Hangyu. No one thought that Li Hangyu would be Yan Di's man.

An imperial decree sealed off the entire Jin City, and then Qing Xiao was led there.

Qingyun looked at Jinshui who was kneeling respectfully in front of her and said, "You did a good job. Go back and rest for a while."

"Master, you are too polite. This is what I should do. So... I will take my leave first."

Before Jinshui left, he took a look at the handkerchief in Qingyun's hand.

When Yan Siyuan came in, he saw the blood on Qingyun's hand at a glance, and his face, which had been better just now, instantly turned gloomy.

He carefully held her hand in front of him and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you so angry?"

She took away the annoying handkerchief and blew gently on the wound, her eyes full of heartache and self-blame.

"You always get hurt when I'm not around. It seems like I have to follow you all the time from now on."

He took out a bottle of medicine powder from his sleeve and gently poured it on Qingyun's wound.

Qingyun raised her eyebrows and said, "Then if I were in the Prime Minister's Mansion, you should follow me."

Yan Siyuan hesitated for a moment and said, "It's not impossible."

Qingyun laughed and said, "Then my brother will not let you go."

"It doesn't matter, he can't beat me."

After applying the medicine, he took out his handkerchief and gently bandaged the wound.

Qingyun raised her eyebrows and said, "Then you can try it."

Yan Siyuan didn't dare to try, because he knew he couldn't beat him, but he also had his lifeblood in his hands.

Holding Qingyun's other hand, he left the Princess's Mansion.

The Princess's Mansion has not yet been completed, but it is already halfway done. However, the Star-Picking Tower requested by Yan Siyuan and Qingyun is too difficult to build, which has delayed the construction progress.

On April 5th, the late emperor's funeral was held.

Yan Qinao led a group of concubines to perform the memorial ceremony in the Qianqing Palace. As Yan Qinao knelt down, others also knelt down to pay their respects and mourn.

Then the coffin was carried towards the Shoude Hall outside the palace.

The late emperor's procession passed through the streets of the capital. First came the posthumous carriage, the sacred silk carriage, the Zhen Pavilion, the inscription flag, and the dragon roller carrying the coffin.

The people on the street all knelt down and mourned.

Qingyun was walking in the procession. In front of her were people kneeling and praying. In her ears were the Taoist priests and lamas chanting in the funeral procession. Suddenly, she felt a sense of compassion.

She once said that with her intelligence and abilities, she was the least adept at these kinds of calculations.

But one thing after another was put in front of her, forcing her to do it, and there was no turning back.

From the little girl who would faint at the sight of corpses at the beginning to the one who can hide behind the scenes and get rid of Emperor Yan without bloodshed, she is no longer the same person she was back then.

In just a few years, she almost didn't recognize herself anymore.

Yan Siyuan seemed to sense her depression. He used his wide sleeves to cover his hands and gently held Qingyun's hand in his own to encourage her.

Qingyun looked up at him and Yan Siyuan smiled at him.

Turning around again, he saw Qing Xiao and Lin Ruochu with concerned faces behind him. Even Lu Xingci rarely had a sour look on his face.

Qingyun's inner depression was like a cloud of smoke, which suddenly disappeared, revealing a happy smile.

He shook Yan Siyuan's hand again, his eyes clear and his smile as bright as the stars.

The matter came to an end only after the late emperor was escorted all the way to Shoude Hall.

On April 15th, Yan Qinao ascended the throne and changed the country's name to Tianqi.

Emperor Yan used his own surname as the country's name to tell the world that he was the ancestor of the Yan royal family, and also to secretly warn the former Mu family who would be the current emperor.

The name of Yan Qinao's country is really arrogant. Whether he can bear this name depends on his ability.

What Qingyun had not expected the most was that he would bestow a title on her at his coronation ceremony.

"The princess is smart and clever, and she saved me from danger. She has the merit of following the emperor, so she is specially named Princess Qi Tian and enjoys a thousand households in the south of the Yangtze River.

He was given a dragon-controlling staff, a golden medal of immunity from death, ten thousand taels of gold, a red coral, and a hundred South China Sea pearls...”

Qingyun suddenly looked up and looked at the majestic Yan Qinao, who was wearing a dragon robe.

He should know better than anyone what it means to give her a title based on the country's name. It puts her on the same level as him, something that even his queen cannot compare to.

Qingyun's eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc.

An Shi finished reading out all the rewards, took a breath, and with a smile on his face, helped Qingyun stand up and said, "Princess, please accept the order."

Qingyun took the imperial edict and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

Then An Shi took out the dragon-taming staff.

The cane is one meter long and made entirely of gold. It is carved with a dragon coiling from bottom to top, with a huge red gem hanging from the dragon's mouth.

Each dragon scale is carved and inlaid with gemstones of different colors. The colors are arranged neatly, forming a gradient from dark to light.

Qingyun looked at the cane in front of her that represented power, but did not take it. Instead, she looked at Yan Qinao who was sitting above her.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hand tentatively and placed it on the dragon-taming staff, the meaning was very clear: I took it, I really took it.

If she really took it, it would mean that she would not even take Yan Qinao seriously.

Yan Qinao laughed, stood up and walked to An Shi, took the Dragon Taming Staff in his hand, weighed it, and then handed it to Qingyun.

"Take it, it's not heavy, you can hold it with one hand."

The officials below were already sweating profusely, and Meng Xunji's brows were furrowed so tightly that they could pinch a fly to death.

He couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, this is against etiquette. Since the establishment of Tianyuan five hundred years ago, no one has been able to withstand the Dragon Taming Staff."