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

After about one stick of incense, all the people were driven back to their homes.

On both sides of the street, every ten meters apart, stood a man dressed entirely in black. They are like gods of death, leaving people without the courage to even get close.

Qingyun and Gu Mingrui stood up in shock. Qingyun and Yan Qin'ao looked at each other, and they instantly understood that this was the soldier who assassinated Qingyun before.

There were so many dead soldiers suddenly appearing, and they were all summoned by Yan Muen. This was too suspicious.

More than once, they thought that this was a killer from some Jianghu organization, but they didn't expect that it turned out to be Yan Muen's person.

But Yan Muen revealed his trump card for the sake of welcoming Dongling. That's really stupid.

Moreover, Emperor Yan will definitely ask about this matter. Raising dead soldiers privately is equivalent to garrisoning troops privately, which is a capital crime.

"Where did the Eighth Prince find so many people?" Gu Mingrui frowned, deeply surprised by the sudden appearance of these people.

"Could this be the person he raised by himself?" Shen Lingfei asked.

"Impossible, stationing troops privately is a capital crime, how dare he", Gu Mingrui denied Shen Lingfei's statement.

"These people...should not be from the Eighth Prince," Wen Zeyi said slowly, and several people's eyes turned to him.

"May I ask the prince how you can tell?" Qingyun asked.

"Look, when the eighth prince passed by these men in black, they didn't react at all. If the eighth prince was their master, they would be very respectful. Instead of like now, the eighth prince would be more like their employer."

Qingyun turned her head and observed for a while. Sure enough, as Wen Zeyi said, those dead soldiers were unmoved by Yan Muen.

In that case, their previous guesses may have been correct. Now, it depends on how Yan Muen explains to Emperor Yan.

Dongling's motorcade entered the palace directly. According to etiquette, they should first go to the inn prepared by the Ministry of Rites, wash up and adjust before going to see His Majesty.

But Yan Muen directly brought the people into the palace and let them live in the palace.

After Qingyun heard the news, she felt humiliated for a moment that her country had such a prince. Completely ignoring etiquette and doing everything according to Dongling's requirements.

Yan Qin'ao and Qing Yun returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion together. After returning, they found out that Qing Xiao had returned.

Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief. For that little charge, Yan Muen had no reason to imprison Qing Xiao.

Wen Zeyi also followed Qing Yun to Jingzhuyuan. When he saw Qing Xiao, he bowed to him, "It's all my fault that caused Shaoqing to be humiliated. When I return to Dongling one day, I will thank you deeply." .

"Ha, the cake painting is pretty good," Qingyun mocked.

Wen Zeyi didn't understand what it meant, but Qingyun ignored him after saying this, and he didn't dare to ask.

"What should we do now? People from Dongling have been invited to the palace, and we can't find them even if we want to." Qingyun said a little melancholy.

"I really think there is nothing we can do if we hide in the palace. Well, since they entered the palace, then we will enter too."

Qing Xiao had no intention of letting them go. The people in Dongling must watch in time, otherwise they will be out of control.

"People from Qiming have also entered the city today, probably to find out the news," Yan Qin'ao said.

"What about the people from Gumu?".

"I haven't seen it yet, but I guess it will be soon."

"That Imperial Master has never spoken a word since the beginning. Is he so afraid of meeting people?" Qingyun was very curious about the Imperial Master. She always felt something was strange.

Wen Zeyi recalled: "Yes, I have only seen him three times since I can remember, and he was always wearing a mask."

"Doesn't the Imperial Master live in the palace? You see him so rarely."

"No, the Imperial Preceptor lives in the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. Although he has to go to court every day, he always listens to the government behind the curtain and never shows his face."

Hearing Wen Zeyi say this, the level of mystery of the Imperial Master in the hearts of several people increased.

The next day, in the court hall. Emperor Yan's eyes were half asleep, and Yuna was still sitting next to him.

The morning court had come to an end, and Jin Zhong shouted: "If you have something to report, please leave the court if there is nothing."

Qing Rongxu stepped forward and said, "I have something to say."

Emperor Yan didn't even open his eyes.

"Your Majesty, does it violate the etiquette and disrespect the royal dignity to live in the palace?"

Emperor Yan finally opened his eyes and asked, "Qing Aiqing, what do you think?"

"I believe that the Imperial Master of Dongling should live outside the palace and be summoned into the palace."

Ye Xin took a step forward, "I don't think so. Nowadays, Dongling is in turmoil, and the national division is going to be the general trend. It is possible that it will soon become the Dongling royal family. Living in the palace is a sign of friendly relations."

"Even so, the national master has not become a king yet, so he should follow the etiquette and make random arrangements."

"Does Prime Minister Qing mean that I don't care about Tianyuan's face and take Dongling as the leader?" Yan Muen stepped forward. He glared at Qing Rongxu angrily.

"Since His Highness the Eighth Prince knows clearly, why do you do this? Dongling should be dominated by Tianyuan," Qing Xiao retorted.

"Donngling is a guest, Tianyuan is a landlord, and it's natural."

"Then we can't indulge them like this."

"If you offend Dongling, it is very likely to provoke a war."

“It’s a small country, why should we be afraid of this!”.

The two started arguing as they talked, their faces red. The noise was extremely intense.

Emperor Yan pinched his eyebrows with a headache. Yan Qin'ao gave Yuna a look, and Yuna turned her head and massaged Yan Emperor's temples. The voice was soft and gentle, like a breath of fresh air in the desert compared to the two people arguing below.

"Your Majesty, when will those people in white clothes leave? They live in the palace and scare my concubines at night. They look really unlucky."

"You don't like white?".

"Concubine..." Yuna was about to say that she didn't like it, but something suddenly occurred to her. She changed the subject and said: "Concubine, I like it. White is holy. It's just that those people wander around the palace in white every day. It's really... inappropriate".

Emperor Yan then relaxed his brows and said, "Shut up."

The two people who were still arguing below immediately closed their mouths. Just looking at each other, they wanted to eat each other.

"Chu Aiqing".

"I'm here," Chu Xionghui stepped forward.

"According to etiquette, arrange the people in Dongling outside the palace, and ask more people to guard them."

"I obey the decree."

Yan Muen wanted to speak, but was frightened back by a look from Emperor Yan.

Emperor Yan stood up and "retired from the court."

All the officials knelt down and said, "I send you off to Your Majesty."

In the evening, people from Dongling were invited out of the palace. Chu Xionghui threw them into the inn that had been prepared a long time ago, and also specially found a number of people to watch them, euphemistically saying it was to ensure their safety. It's actually surveillance.

At this time, Chu Xionghui did not say that there was no one in the Ministry of Rites, but there were quite a few people arranged to guard them.

Qing Xiao and Qing Rongxu were on the carriage back to the Prime Minister's Mansion: "How did Yan Muen explain to His Majesty that His Majesty actually believed him?"

"It's hard to say. The origins of those people are really strange. It seems that we need to investigate in depth," Qing Rongxu sighed.