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

Meng Zirou let Wang Shengjie take her pulse, looking at Emperor Yan tenderly and said: "Your Majesty, I'm fine, just a little tired."

Emperor Yan was still worried. After Wang Shengjie took his pulse, he asked, "What's wrong? Is the child okay?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry. The child is fine. But the Queen is pregnant, so she is bound to be tired and should have a good rest."

"Yes, yes, yes. Let's go back first. It's too messy here."

"Yes, I will obey your majesty."

Emperor Yan supported Meng Zirou and was about to walk out. He glanced at the chaotic banquet and said, "The Ninth Prince is in charge of this matter. All decisions shall be subject to his decision."

Everyone knelt and said, "We will follow your majesty's instructions. Farewell to your majesty and the queen."

After the two of them walked away, everyone stood up and continued to look at the center of this farce.

Yan Siyuan raised his hand, waved away the nanny, and said to Murong Yao: "Put down your clothes and the things you carry with you. His Highness will send someone to check."

Murong Yao tried hard to hold back the tears from falling, nodded, and followed the palace maid downstairs.

Yan Qinao had no expression on his face, but he was obviously relaxed.

Yu and Tang Qile also stood up.

Qingyun looked at the two of them and said: "You two should think about it carefully. If you can't find anything on the concubine later, how are you going to apologize to His Majesty?"

Tang Qile was obviously not convinced. They were just forced to do something. They were dragged out by Qingyun after just saying a few idle words. They might even offend His Majesty. She really hated Qingyun now, but she could do nothing about her.

I could only bite the bullet and say, "None of your business."

Qingyun raised her eyebrows, she didn’t really want to intervene.

Soon, Murong Yao changed her clothes and took off all the accessories on her body. Now she was naked.

Yan Qinao used his eyes to ask Murong Yao if everything was alright, and Murong Yao gave him a reassuring look in return.

As Murong Yao came out, a palace maid walked in. About a quarter of an hour later, someone came out and said, "Your Highness, there is no problem with the clothes and items."

Yu's eyes went dark and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Tang Qile supported her. She reacted quickly and pointed at Qingyun and said, "The sachet, that sachet also belongs to Murong Yao, the one you took away."

Qingyun curled her lips, knowing that there would be such a trick. She did not take out the sachet directly, but stared at Tang Qile closely, "Miss Tang, this is your last chance, have you thought it through?"

"Think...what?" Tang Qile was a little stunned.

"Of course you are apologizing. Now that His Majesty is not here, you have to apologize to the Ninth Prince. Have you thought about what kind of accusation you want to make?"

Seeing that Tang Qile was still in a daze, she continued: "How about I help you choose? Should you punish him with a caning or deduct his money? Or should you let him have a few days off..."

"Okay, no need," Qingyun was interrupted by Yu before she finished giving the example.

Now she was pale, finally understanding Qingyun's words that words can cause trouble. She said with a trembling voice: "If there is nothing wrong with this thing, I am willing to punish you with a stick."

"Mother..." Tang Qile wanted to stop her anxiously, but the words had already been spoken and it was too late to change them.

Yan Siyuan made the final conclusion, "Okay, then I'll give him twenty strokes of the cane as a warning to others. It will remind you all what you should and shouldn't say."

Everyone was silent, waiting for the verdict.

Meng Xunji had given up hope. When he saw the sachet in Qingyun's hand, he realized that it was not the one they had replaced before. Although the appearance was the same, the filling inside had changed.

Sure enough, after the palace maid and the imperial physician studied the sachet eight hundred times, they still found nothing.

This time, Yu completely fainted. Tang Qile was busy helping her up and looked at Yan Siyuan with tears in his eyes, trying to awaken his heart of sympathy for women.

But it was useless, because Yan Siyuan didn't have it at all. He didn't even care that Yu was still unconscious, and he had already ordered the execution.

There were cries and shouts outside, but inside, there was complete silence. No one dared to speak, not even to whisper.

Yan Siyuan sat lazily in his seat and gave Song Heqing a look.

Soon, everyone who had come into contact with Shi Fenglan today was pulled over. Finally, a sachet was found on a little palace maid who was serving dishes.

According to the imperial physician, there is nothing wrong with the sachet itself, but if it is combined with the bamboo leaf fragrance that the virtuous king has smoked on his body, it will make people lose their minds and feel hot all over.

The maid was also stubborn. After being questioned for a long time, she just cried and said that she was innocent. She neither admitted nor revealed the mastermind behind the incident.

Qingyun just looked up at Meng Zixuan opposite her and said coldly: "Since the evidence is conclusive, there is no need to ask any more questions. Take him out and beat him to death."

Then, a sharp and desperate voice was heard outside the hall again.

The weather is very good today. After the sunset, there is endless darkness.

The cold wind outside the palace continued to blow. In this cold winter, listening to the miserable cries outside, their hearts became even colder. After everything was dealt with, everyone left.

Although the outside of the hall had been cleaned, the smell of blood was still evident. Everyone who came out hurried, fearing that they would be a little slow, and dared not look back.

Finally, the only ones left in the entire hall were Qingyun, Qingxiao, Yan Siyuan, Yan Qinao and Murong Yao.

Yan Siyuan threw the problematic sachet onto Yan Qinao's legs and said, "The contents of this sachet should have been in Murong Yao's sachet."

After Yan Siyuan finished speaking, no one except Murong Yao showed any surprise.

Qing Xiao: "So, what's going on with that palace maid?"

Qingyun: "Meng Zixuan's people should be the ones who replaced Murong Yao's sachet, but I don't know how she did it."

"I know, I remember," Murong Yao suddenly said: "The palace maid accidentally bumped into me when she was carrying something, but it was only for a moment."

She still couldn't believe how they managed to do it in such a short time. She also blamed herself because it was because of her that Shi Fenglan's reputation was ruined.

Qingyun looked at Yan Qinao: "Since you want to protect her, put her in a safe place and take good care of her. Don't let her be taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives. She will be fine, but the people around her will be unlucky."

Yan Qinao pursed his lips and said nothing, not daring to look into Yun's eyes.

Qingyun took a deep breath and suppressed her unhappiness, "I'll go see the princess, you guys can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and Yan Siyuan followed closely behind. By the way, he took the lantern from Qiuyue's hand and used it to light the way for Qingyun.