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

As Emperor Yan and Meng Zirou stood up, others did not dare to sit still and stood up one after another.

Emperor Yan nodded, let go of Meng Zirou's hand, and walked down.

Caught off guard, Qingyun and the superior Meng Zirou looked at each other. Perhaps out of guilt, Qingyun quickly looked away.

He began to kneel down with everyone and "send his Majesty the best."

Qingyun cupped her hands and lowered her head, only to see a bright yellow figure passing by in front of her eyes, followed by an exclamation.

"Empress, Empress, what's wrong with you?!"

Everyone raised their heads and looked sharply at Meng Zirou who was looking up. I saw that she had fainted and fell to the ground. His face was pale, his lips were extremely pale, and there were some beads of sweat on his forehead, making him look extremely fragile. The imperial maid beside her was anxiously trying to help her up.

At this time Emperor Yan also stopped, turned around and frowned when he saw the panic above. Had to go back again.

A calm and majestic voice said: "What are you doing? Why don't you call the imperial doctor quickly?".

The palace maid knelt on the ground in fear of the emperor and nodded in response "yes". He disappeared in a flash.

Meng Zirou had been helped up and sat back in her seat, her face was still not very good, and she was slumped on the chair. Emperor Yan frowned even more tightly. He sat down and held Meng Zirou's hand. He felt the coldness in his hand. He was startled and turned his head to look in the direction of Qingyun.

"Princess, come here!"

Qingyun raised her hand and said "yes".

She had been prepared for a long time. She had noticed something was wrong when Meng Zirou fainted just now, and she vaguely felt that this was the deal that Meng Zirou had made with her before coming here. Coupled with the look Meng Zirou looked at him before she fainted, it became even more clear what Meng Zirou was thinking.

He walked to Meng Zirou calmly, and first opened his eyelids to take a look. The next step is to press the philtrum.

After a while, Meng Zirou slowly opened her eyes. His watery eyes looked at Emperor Yan in confusion, as if asking himself what was wrong.

Emperor Yan looked at Qingyun seriously, "What's wrong with the Queen?"

Qingyun frowned, "Now I can only tell that the Queen fainted because of physical weakness. If you want to know the cause, you need to take a further pulse."

"Then take your pulse quickly."

Qingyun nodded and reached out to hold Meng Zirou's slender wrist. His eyes unconsciously met Meng Zirou's clear eyes, which still contained a hint of smile. He looked like a patient who had just woken up from a faint.

Following Qingyun's movements, the hall became quiet. Everyone stared with bated breath, not wanting to miss a message.

What happened to Meng Zirou is a matter of the Meng family. It is related to the life and death of the Meng family, whether the neutral faction can rise, and whether the Qing family can absolutely control the court.

But seeing Meng Xunji's calm and calm look, everyone was a little nervous, but it didn't stop them from having a little hope that something was really going on with Meng Zirou.

But now, whether something happened to Meng Zirou, whether it was good or bad, could only be determined by Yun's words. Looking at Qing Rongxu again, he didn't look anxious at all. Instead, he was even more worried about his daughter.

And Yan Siyuan didn't even stand up.

Yan Qin'ao and the others were also watching the situation above. Shi Fenglan moved from time to time, and the sound he made made Yan Qin'ao a little impatient. He turned around and asked, "But you feel unwell?".

Shi Fenglan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "It's okay."

She felt a little itchy on her body, so she kept moving. But it was obvious that Yan Qin'ao was a little unhappy, so he had to hold back and stop moving.

Yan Qin'ao, however, did not continue to ask and focused his attention on it again.

Murong Yao glanced at Shi Fenglan a few more times, and then looked away when she saw that her expression was as normal and she was fine.

After a while, Qingyun let go of her hand, her frown relaxed, and with a bit of a smile, she bowed her hands to Emperor Yan.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty, the Queen is very happy!"

wow——

Qingyun's words were like a shot in the forest, causing birds to fly everywhere in shock, and the officials below quickly became excited.

"Oh my god, how is this possible? Your Majesty is already old, how can he still have children?".

"How is it impossible? Didn't the old master in the capital only have an heir when he was over fifty?".

"That's because the old master is handsome, has been on the battlefield, and is a martial arts practitioner."

"Then do you think Your Majesty...".

"As expected of the Meng family, they can find a way to prosperity in such a desperate situation."

"It seems that the Meng family is going to overwhelm the Qing family again."

"Yes, yes, we lost one Meng Xiaoxiao, and now we have another Meng Zirou. The women of the Meng family are all capable."

"The Meng family relies on women to make their fortune. How can we support the entire Meng family if we don't have the ability."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, the eldest princess is also a fool, and she actually did something that went along with the flow."

......

The people below had different opinions, and the three people at the top could certainly hear them.

Meng Zirou was stunned for a moment, and then she became happy and excited, with tears accumulating in her eyes, and her look was endearing as she could not shed them. He reached out and grasped Emperor Yan's dragon robe tightly, as if he was too excited to speak.

On the contrary, Emperor Yan, who was holding the dragon robe in her hands, had a deep and serious look on his face. A pair of black eyes are as deep as an ancient well in a cold pond, they are cold to the bone and make you look away.

Only Meng Zirou looked at Emperor Yan for a moment, her eyes still filled with excitement and emotion, which had not changed at all.

Of course, if Qingyun didn't notice her hands shaking and the cold sweat on her palms.

There was a long silence above, and when the people below noticed something was wrong, they became quiet. Emperor Yan finally spoke and moved his gaze to Qingyun.

"Princess, are you sure you didn't take the wrong pulse?"

Qingyun's eyes were firm: "No, Your Majesty, don't worry, I dare not deceive Your Majesty."

Emperor Yan's eyes deepened a little, "Okay, then you can help me take my pulse to see if I am still fertile."

There was another uproar below. Obviously, Emperor Yan himself didn't believe it, so there were even more people below who didn't believe it. Many even looked at Meng Xunji with gloating, waiting to see his joke.

After all, it was Qingyun who took the pulse. No matter whether Emperor Yan could have children or not, as long as she said no, it was absolutely impossible for Meng Zirou to keep her. And the Meng family will also fall.

Meng Zirou looked at Emperor Yan in shock, her eyes full of pain and disbelief. He seemed really hurt by the suspicion of the person in front of him.

The tears that had accumulated in her eyes suddenly fell down, one by one rolling down her white cheeks. The pear blossoms were crying, but they suppressed themselves from making a sound, looking strong and pitiful.

Emperor Yan felt distressed for a moment. After all, he had been staying at her place day and night in the past few days, as if he was possessed, asking for her crazily, and even refused to stop day and night.

When you go to the imperial study room to review memorials, you have to take someone with you to feel at ease. If you really get pregnant because of this, it is not impossible.