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

Qingyun used another dose of strong medicine, and Emperor Yan woke up. When he saw Qingyun, he also knew that something was wrong with his body again, otherwise he wouldn't have invited Qingyun here.

Qingyun didn't tell him his specific situation, she just left a few pills and left.

The moonlight shines on the snow on the roof, making the white snow a little more dazzling and making the quiet night feel a little cooler.

In the study, Yan Siyuan played with the chess pieces on the table, playing chess with himself.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the window lattice swayed with the wind, making a creaking sound. Li Guanqi was about to step forward and close the window, but he saw a sharp arrow coming through the air, pointing directly in his direction.

Before he could react, the sharp arrow flashed past his eyes. He could helplessly see the fragments of hair in front of him being cut off by sharp arrows, and with a clang, they hit the chessboard, hitting a black stone in the middle.

Yan Siyuan stared at the sharp arrow on the chessboard without moving. He just waited for a moment and placed a white stone on the other side.

Li Guanqi also reacted at this time and looked out the window. After making sure he didn't see anyone, he closed the window.

He walked to Yan Siyuan and gestured: "Master, are you okay?".

The moment the arrow hit him, he was still a little panicked. But seeing that Yan Siyuan didn't react, he calmed down.

Yan Siyuan waved his hand to indicate that he was fine. Just take the short arrows off the board. When he saw the arrow hole, he couldn't help but clicked his tongue, obviously unhappy.

Li Guanqi made no further moves and did not want to get into trouble at this time. He just brought a bowl of tea and put it in Yan Siyuan's hand.

Yan Siyuan picked it up casually, and the fragrance of tea spread to the tip of his nose. He paused for a moment and asked inadvertently: "Would you like to be that emperor?"

Li Guanqi stopped making tea, and the hot water spilled onto the back of his hand, which instantly turned red. He was also shocked and stood up.

The teapot fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Song Heqing, who was guarding outside, was awakened and hurriedly ran in with his sword in hand.

He saw the water stains on the ground and the red back of Li Guanqi's hands. Before Yan Siyuan could speak, he pulled the person out. Pressing Li Guanqi's hand, he reached into the snow nest.

Li Guanqi's frown relaxed.

"How can you be so careless that you can perm yourself like this just by making tea?" Although he was blaming him, it was not difficult to hear the concern in it.

Li Guanqi wanted to stretch out his hand to make gestures, but Song Heqing held his hand tightly and wouldn't let go. He had no choice but to smile at Song Heqing and shake his head, indicating that he was fine.

Song Heqing pursed his lips and said, "Don't move here, I'll get the burn medicine."

Then he let go of his hand and walked to Li Guanqi's room. The medicines are in his room.

Li Guanqi was also very obedient and did not move. He kept his scalded hand in the snow nest.

Yan Siyuan looked at the tea in his hand that had been blown cold by the wind, and then looked up at the wide open door, feeling the ravages of the cold winter wind.

The maids filed in and quickly cleaned up all the remnants on the ground. He didn't make any other noise during this period, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

Yan Siyuan was still enjoying the calmness brought by the cold wind, when the door of the study room was closed.

Yan Qin'ao put his hands behind his back, walked to the opposite side of Yan Siyuan, and sat down. He glanced at Yan Siyuan who was indifferent and said jokingly: "You just lack someone careful in this house."

Yan Siyuan was helpless, "There are candidates, but they may not be willing."

"Why are you so anxious? It's almost done." A sunspot dropped randomly.

Yan Siyuan held the white piece and put it on the chessboard out of boredom, without even looking at it.

"He doesn't want to," Yan Qin'ao answered Li Guanqi's question.

Yan Siyuan did not refute, because he knew that Li Guanqi must have the same answer. But he is the prince after all, and it cannot be said that they are scheming here, leaving him without even a sense of participation.

Yan Siyuan laughed dumbly, "So? Are you willing?".

"Ask questions knowingly."

"If that's the case, will Emperor Yan still save him?"

"You came to me today, didn't you just want me to save you?"

Neither of them wanted to admit their thoughts, one didn't want to save, the other didn't want to be saved, but neither of them wanted to be the one to make the point.

The two looked at each other, neither letting the other go. In the end, it was Yan Qin'ao who looked away first, "So what if I save him? Then who should I give him in this world? You? Or that Li Guanqi?"

An emperor may not need the so-called skill, but he definitely needs ability.

In his heart, he didn't want to save her. Even if he saves Emperor Yan, he won't be very kind to him. It's just his usual method of giving more things as compensation.

There was no point in asking for the things he least needed. What's more, using all his skills in exchange is even more unthinkable.

Yan Siyuan raised his eyebrows, "How could you not save him? That's your father, and he's also my father. We're not killing relatives out of justice. If we don't save him, that's parricide and seizing power."

The white ones fell down and surrounded the black ones in front of them, leaving them with no way to retreat.

Yan Qin'ao frowned, with a trace of resentment in his eyebrows that were somewhat similar to Yan Di's, "I want to save you, but I can't."

"Yeah, it can't be saved, it's just that I don't have the ability. I just saved his life not long ago, and I can't save him anymore if I don't have the ability.

As for you, your leg injury hasn't healed yet, and the poison hasn't gone away yet, so you don't even have that ability. So it’s not that we can’t help, it’s that there’s nothing we can do.”

Yan Siyuan stared into Yan Qin'ao's eyes and spoke word by word.

Yan Qin'ao's brows gradually unfurled, and finally only remained cold, "Yan Siyuan, the most ruthless one, it turns out you have always been you."

Yan Siyuan looked away and looked at the chessboard again, "How could it be? Am I wrong? Or...does the Third Emperor have the ability to save his father?"

This was the first time that Yan Siyuan called Yan Qin'ao the third emperor brother, but Yan Qin'ao's back went numb and he couldn't help but rub his arms.

"What did Ninth Brother say? Even if I have this heart, do I have the ability? After all, my leg injury has not healed, and the remaining poison has not been eliminated."

Yan Qin'ao curled his lips. He liked the younger brother in front of him more and more.

Yan Siyuan also gave a rare smile and tapped the chessboard, "You lose."

Yan Qin'ao lowered his head and realized that his sunspot was gone and he was completely defeated by Yan Siyuan.

Before he could say a few compliments, Yan Siyuan said: "Don't forget to compensate me with a chessboard."

Yan Qin'ao: "...".

Cheapskate, he just shot an arrow as a test. It’s just a small hole, but it’s not like it can’t be used. The most favored Ninth Prince actually asked him to change the chessboard.

Yan Siyuan couldn't hear what he was saying, but it didn't stop him from asking him for money. When Yan Qin'ao left, the jade pendant around his waist was gone, and he still owed Yan Siyuan a chessboard.

He felt that the jade pendant could offset the price of a chessboard, but Yan Siyuan said that the chessboard was used to teach Qingyun to practice chess. It was of great significance and one jade pendant was not enough.