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

After taking a look at Meng Zirou's thin clothes, he immediately frowned and his expression became serious.

"Someone, bring me a cloak."

She took the cloak handed to her by the palace maid, gently covered Meng Zirou with it, and said in a coquettish voice: "Why are you wearing such thin clothes? Be careful not to catch a cold with yourself and the child."

Meng Zirou stared at Yan Di with a happy face. There was only his figure in her bright eyes, as if he was her whole world.

She said softly: "Your Majesty is right, it was my negligence."

Emperor Yan was very pleased with the way Meng Zirou looked at him. Seeing that she blamed herself, he said: "It's okay. Ask the people around you to pay more attention. You didn't know you were pregnant before."

Meng Zirou held Emperor Yan's hand and nodded slightly, "Yes."

The two people above are affectionate and look very happy, while the people below are not idle either.

Most of the people who had been pestering Yan Siyuan just now had gone to Meng Xunji's side. Some toasted him, some congratulated him, and they almost praised him to the sky.

Meng Xunji returned the wine slowly and without much joy on his face. He kept talking about His Majesty, as if it had nothing to do with him.

But his face was beaming with joy, and one could tell from his expression that he was extremely happy. However, he was just very steady and calm, and acted very superior.

No matter how much those people cursed Meng Xunji's pretense in their hearts, they still smiled and fawned on the surface.

Qingyun, Yan Siyuan and the others had retreated long ago. Only Wang Shengjie was left behind by Emperor Yan, waiting by the side, fearing that Meng Zirou would have another accident.

Qingyun raised her eyes and met Meng Zi's tender and affectionate eyes. The curve of those eyes, which were full of happiness, was too far-fetched. She could even see the disgust and boredom behind the happiness.

Meng Zirou noticed Qingyun's gaze and looked over at her. The corners of her eyes, which had been stiff just now, softened instantly. Qingyun even felt that Meng Zirou was not as happy to see her as she was to see Emperor Yan.

Emperor Yan followed Meng Zirou's gaze and said, "Rou'er likes the eldest princess?" Emperor Yan asked.

Although he didn't think so, not to mention that the two families were mortal enemies and could not possibly become friends.

In addition to what happened yesterday, Meng Zirou was clearly determined to make things difficult for Qingyun. The fight between the two of them had caused great trouble to the noble ladies who came to the banquet. How could they have a good relationship? I'm afraid they were just hoping that something bad would happen to the other party.

Unexpectedly, Meng Zirou smiled and said, "Your Majesty, the eldest princess just got this good news for me, and Your Majesty misunderstood her. Today is my birthday, and I dare to ask Your Majesty for a gift."

Emperor Yan became interested and said, "Rou'er, just tell me what you want. I will do whatever I can for you."

Meng Zirou narrowed her eyes and said, "I would like to ask for a favor for the princess, to grant her..."

"Ah——" Meng Zirou was interrupted by a scream before she could finish her words. Everyone's eyes instantly moved to the same position.

The one who screamed was Shi Fenglan's maid, who was now holding Shi Fenglan in her arms in a strange posture.

Shi Fenglan in her arms was like a madman, frantically taking off her clothes. Her eyes were red, and she had obviously lost her mind.

Because her movements were so fast, the maid didn't react immediately. Shi Fenglan's shoulders were exposed, her skin was white and tender, and her skin looked extremely smooth.

Following this is a slender neck with a green peace locket hanging on the neck, which looks exceptionally beautiful against the flawless white skin.

Seeing this scene, many people showed strange expressions. Some young masters of noble families even looked greedily at the exposed part of Shi Fenglan, and some cast envious eyes towards Yan Qinao.

The maid was too weak to control Shi Fenglan's movements and was soon thrown aside. Seeing Shi Fenglan taking off more and more clothes, everyone's eyes were fixed.

Qingyun was the first to rush forward and put her fox fur coat on Shi Fenglan. A silver needle pierced the back of Shi Fenglan's neck, and he fainted immediately.

Murong Yao and Qingyun were supporting Shi Fenglan beside them, their faces full of anxiety.

Qingyun glanced at Yan Qinao, who was sitting in a wheelchair with a frown on his face and looked indifferent, then looked away in disappointment and looked at the two people sitting above her, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty. The princess must have been poisoned. I hope Your Majesty will forgive the princess's misbehavior."

Meng Zirou looked at Emperor Yan with a calm expression.

Emperor Yan frowned, looked at Yan Qinao deeply, and said: "In that case, then help the princess go down to have some rest. They actually dared to poison at the Queen's birthday banquet. We must investigate thoroughly."

Qingyun handed Shi Fenglan to Chunhua and turned back to her seat. But when she passed Murong Yao, she paused and looked at Yan Qinao again.

Although his face was not very good, he remained unmoved. Qingyun laughed sarcastically, shook her head, turned around and walked two steps, and finally turned back and reached out to pull the sachet off Murong Yao's waist.

Murong Yao exclaimed, and everyone was confused by Qingyun's actions.

Only Meng Xunji clenched the wine glass in his hand and looked at Qingyun with a dangerous look.

Meng Zixuan was no less unhappy, with a look of unwillingness on her face.

Meng Zirou asked in confusion: "What is the princess doing?"

Qingyun weighed the sachet in her hand and said, "It's nothing, I just like this sachet."

"Even if you like it, you can't just take other people's things. Return it to the concubine quickly." Emperor Yan had a serious expression. If someone didn't know, they would think Qingyun took something important.

Qingyun raised her eyebrows and asked Murong Yao: "I find this sachet very unique. Would the concubine be willing to give it to me?"

Murong Yao bit her lip, stared at the sachet in Qingyun's hand, feeling a little conflicted, and looked towards Yan Qinao for help.

Yan Qinao finally had a different expression and said: "Since the princess likes it, then just take it. It's just a sachet."

"But..." Murong Yao wanted to say something, but was suppressed by Yan Qinao's look.

Qingyun sneered and returned to her seat with the sachet. After sitting down, she threw the sachet to Yan Siyuan and didn't want to care about it anymore.

Yan Siyuan put away the sachet, secretly handed Qingyun a candy, and winked at her playfully. Qingyun was successfully amused by him.

Emperor Yan said he wanted to investigate, and he really wanted to investigate. The imperial guards tried almost all the food and found no trace of poison.

Meng Xunji shook the wine cup in his hand and reminded: "Maybe the poison is not in the food."

Yan Qinao's expression was cold and he asked, "Then where do you think Master Meng should be?"

Meng Xunji bowed respectfully to Yan Qinao and said, "I don't know, I just mentioned it casually."