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

In order to protect these students, Yan Siyuan and Qing Xiao were very busy. Not to mention the chief examiner Qing Rongxu, Qing Yun had not seen him for several days.

I came to the reception building out of boredom and did something to scare the monkeys.

She couldn't make all the people in the capital shut up, but she could make them less upright.

Perhaps even Qingyun herself did not expect that while she was still worrying about whether Shi Fenglan would be affected, this matter was quickly overshadowed by a new piece of gossip.

When Qingyun heard this, the Zhaiji pastries in her hand no longer smelled good. She looked at Yan Siyuan in surprise, who had taken the time to bring her this news.

Facing Shang Qingyun's suspicious look, Yan Siyuan just nodded and gave an affirmative answer to confirm what she was thinking.

After getting the exact answer, Qingyun pursed her lips and said nothing.

Ever since returning from the hot spring palace, Emperor Yan has been very obedient to Meng Zirou. Even when Meng Zirou cannot sleep with him, Emperor Yan will often stay in her palace.

Meng Zirou is pregnant, and the child is Emperor Yan's late-born child. It is understandable that Emperor Yan attaches so much importance to it.

But as time went on, other concubines also became restless. In just the past month, two concubines and one imperial concubine were banished to the cold palace, all because of their unsuccessful attempts to frame the heir to the throne.

Emperor Yan was furious and threatened that if anyone attacked the royal heir again, he would be stabbed to death, which scared away many active concubines.

But this is just the beginning.

They no longer bothered Meng Zirou, but the imperial physician became busy.

Today Concubine Rou is feeling unwell, tomorrow Concubine Hui is vomiting, the people in the Imperial Hospital are busy running around, and almost all the concubines in the harem have been examined and treated.

Then, every day there was "good news" that the concubines in the harem were pregnant. Not just one or two, but several in succession.

It should have been a good thing that the emperor had many offspring, but Emperor Yan's brows were getting tighter and tighter, his expression became more and more ugly, and finally he laughed out of anger.

At the daily morning court session, all civil and military officials were terrified, fearing that they would say something wrong and become the target of Emperor Yan's anger.

This incident soon spread to the public and became a new hot topic among the people.

Qingyun had not been out for the past few days and did not know about this news, but she had some premonitions about the news brought by Yan Siyuan. She was just surprised that this news came a little early.

Although Emperor Yan is now exhausted, he is still breathing. The women in the harem are indeed a bit too fast in their movements. No wonder Emperor Yan is so angry, but helpless.

Seeing Qingyun in deep thought, Yan Siyuan did not disturb her. He told Qingyun that he was just asking her to be mentally prepared, as some things were brought forward by someone.

Qingyun didn't think for long before she reacted. She looked at Yan Siyuan opposite her. Because of the fatigue of the past few days, his eyes were stained with dark blue, and the white of his eyeballs were bloodshot. He looked a little tired, and her heart softened a little.

"I'm really sorry to bother you these days."

Yan Siyuan paused rubbing his brows and slowly pulled Qingyun's hand over, "What are you talking about, Xue'er? This is my duty, why would it be a trouble?"

Qingyun listened to his slightly accusatory tone and couldn't help but smile. "Ayuan is right, but it is better to get enough rest. If there is anything, just leave it to my brother."

Noticing the pain in Qingyun's eyes, Yan Siyuan smiled with satisfaction.

Qing Xiao, who was patrolling the streets of the capital, had a look of resentment on his face, as dark as ink. The yamen runners following behind him did not dare to say a word, for fear of offending this gentleman.

A-choo. Qing Xiao sneezed for no reason.

He was already unhappy about Yan Siyuan throwing a lot of work at him, and now he was even more upset.

Just at this moment a dog came over, and Qing Xiao kicked it. The dog was kicked far away, and then it got up and howled at Qing Xiao, baring its teeth and drooling.

This made Qing Xiao even angrier. Even a dog dared to be mean to him. Just as he was about to kick it again, he was knocked to the ground by someone who came out of nowhere.

It was because the person rushed over too suddenly and he didn't have any chance to react.

By the time he reacted, the man had already fallen to the ground, with a dirty and smelly beggar on top of him. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Pull that person away quickly!"

Qing Xiao's words instantly awakened the yamen runners who were still in a daze around him. They hurriedly pulled the beggar on Qing Xiao's back up and tried to help Qing Xiao.

Standing up, smelling the stench on his body and looking at the beggar on the ground, Qing Xiao felt as if the surroundings were frozen, and the temperature dropped sharply. This time, he was really angry.

"Send the person back to Dali Temple and clean him up."

"Yes," Qingge agreed with a bow. No one except him dared to approach Qingxiao at this moment.

Looking again, the group of people who were chasing the beggar were nowhere to be seen.

Yes, the reason why this beggar bumped into Qing Xiao was not because he was blind, but because his eyesight was too good and he deliberately bumped into Qing Xiao.

The people chasing him were also a group of beggars. If he hadn't run into Qing Xiao, he would have been beaten to death by those beggars.

This is the North City, where most of the beggars in the capital live. Even though it is much better than before, it is still a place where the lowest class people often struggle to survive.

The man was quickly taken back. When Qing Xiao saw the beggar after he had washed himself, his eyes gradually became serious. This was a person he had never expected.

In February, the weather became warmer. Qingyun was swinging on the swing in the flower garden when a piece of paper was handed to her.

Qingyun raised her chin and motioned Qiuyue to put the post on the stone table.

Dongxue ate pastries while staring curiously at the post that Qiuyue brought.

"Qiuyue Qiuyue, who sent this post?"

Qiuyue rolled her eyes at her and took the pastries from her hand and said, "The Queen Mother handed it to me and said she would hold a spring banquet."

Even though the cake was snatched away by Qiuyue, Dongxue was not annoyed. She picked up another piece of cake and started eating it, looking at Qingyun with her big round eyes and asked, "Miss, are you going again this year?"

Qingyun thought for a while and asked: "Do you think I should go?"

This noble lady in the capital is really interesting, she thinks of ways to hold banquets. She has been a mess for several years in a row for the Spring Festival Banquet, but Meng Zirou still dares to hold it.

She didn't think that Meng Zirou just wanted her to go see the flowers.

Dongxue rolled her eyes and said, "Miss, I think you shouldn't go. There is a word called 'come?' It's something like a banquet? Anyway, it means something bad to you, Miss."

Qiuyue couldn't help but rolled her eyes again, "It's the Hongmen Banquet."

"Yes, yes, it's the Hongmen Banquet, so Miss, you'd better not go."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Qingyun laughed suddenly and said, "You are right, but this is a notice from the Queen. If I don't go, I will not give the Queen face, and it will seem like I am too successful to be the Queen."