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

Qingyun thought silently in her heart that Emperor Yan might be waiting for her not to go.

After hearing Qingyun's words, Dongxue pouted unhappily. When she looked down again, all the cakes on the table had disappeared, and Qiuyue was holding the last piece.

Qiuyue was eating happily, but felt Dongxue's burning gaze and quickly finished the cake in her hand. Because she ate too fast, she choked herself.

Dongxue stared at Qiuyue with a resentful look on her face, and reluctantly pushed the teacup in front of Qiuyue, her movements extremely slow.

After Qiuyue drank some water and recovered, she questioned Dongxue, "Dongxue, you are trying to murder me."

"Hmph╯^╰", Dongxue snorted lightly, turned her head away from her, but complained to Qingyun with a look of grievance in her eyes, "Miss, look at her, she doesn't have any resentment at all."

Qingyun then started laughing; her laughter was clear and pleasant, adding a bit of clarity to the warmth of the spring day.

"Is that so? Then Dongxue might as well ask Qingge to buy some more. I want to eat it too."

Seeing Qingyun's mischievous eyes, Dongxue's face turned red instantly, and the redness spread directly to the tips of her ears. She was too embarrassed to look up.

But Qiuyue seemed not to see it and agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, I heard that Zhai Ji has just launched a new Hundred Flower Cake. Qingge likes you so much, she will definitely buy it for you."

Dongxue was really shy at this moment. She lowered her head like a quail and retorted angrily.

"Who...who said this was bought by Brother Qing, this...this is..."

Without waiting for Dongxue to finish her stuttering words, Qiuyue moved closer to Dongxue and blinked cunningly, "Who said this was sent by Qingge? I just asked Qingge to buy some cakes. What? Are you feeling bad about it?"

Dongxue stood up suddenly, her porcelain-white face was flushed pink, and she felt her whole face was hot.

He said hurriedly, "I...I will ask Qing...Brother Qing to buy the pastries that the young lady likes."

After saying that, he ran away, leaving behind the laughter of Qingyun and Qiuyue.

The Spring Banquet was held every year, and in just three years, it had changed three organizers. Unfortunately, all the previous organizers did not get along with Qingyun, and the first organizer died directly because of Qingyun. The current organizer would obviously not let Qingyun have an easy time either.

But because of the other party's identity, Qingyun had to go.

In early February, the palace gates were wide open, luxury cars and luxury horses were parked around the palace gates, and noble ladies and wives entered one after another.

Qingyun entered the palace early and hid in the Cining Palace. She said she wanted to accompany the Queen Mother, but she just wanted to avoid the peak period.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he took a sedan chair to the Imperial Garden.

In the imperial garden, besides various gorgeous flowers, there are also delicate and beautiful ladies in full bloom.

When Qingyun arrived, she stopped the eunuch from announcing her arrival, but she herself was a dazzling presence, and even if no one announced her, she still attracted the noble ladies' glances and greetings.

"Your humble servant (the concubine) greets the eldest princess."

Qingyun nodded and let them get up, but her eyes stayed on some of the concubines for a while longer.

Meng Zirou hasn't arrived yet. The person with the highest status is Qingyun. Even if she doesn't want to socialize, she can't avoid it.

What she didn't expect was that the first person to approach her was not Yuna, who was closest to her, but Shui Lingling, who had been staring at her since she entered the door.

Those big watery eyes were what impressed Qingyun the most. They used to be full of undisguised clarity and compassion, but now they were filled with calculations.

There is no longer any trace of the waves of the past, now only calmness remains, and it seems that no one can create even a ripple anymore.

The light blue skirt highlighted her slightly bulging belly. She gently supported one hand with one hand, and the other hand was supported by a palace maid as she slowly walked in front of Qingyun.

She knelt down and bowed, "Your concubine Shuipin greets the princess. May the princess be blessed with good health and long life."

Qingyun's starry eyes curved slightly, and she helped her up without waiting for her to actually bend her knees, "Shuipin, there's no need to be so polite. You're in heavy shape now, so you have to be careful."

Shui Lingling stood up with the help of Qingyun. She had no intention of really performing the ceremony, and now she was stroking her belly with a happy look on her face.

"The princess is right, this child is a naughty one and loves to make trouble."

Qingyun's expression remained unchanged, but she kept complaining in her heart.

It has only been two months at most since Shui Lingling was found to be pregnant. The obvious pregnancy is already very suspicious. How could the child make trouble when it is not yet fully grown? It is just nonsense that she is just relying on the fact that Emperor Yan dare not make a big move.

Moreover, it was not certain whether the child was Emperor Yan's. It was obviously a matter of the prosperity of the royal heir, but Emperor Yan's face turned black, which was obvious.

Emperor Yan didn't have that ability, Qingyun knew this early on. She didn't know whose child Meng Zirou had, and she didn't know whose children other concubines had.

But what she was sure of was that none of these children were Emperor Yan's. And why did these concubines do this? Of course, it was to save their lives.

According to the regulations of the Tianyuan Kingdom, when the emperor passes away, concubines with children can stay, but concubines without children need to be buried with the emperor. The current phenomenon in the harem is obviously done intentionally.

Someone might have leaked the news about Emperor Yan's physical condition, causing all the concubines to come out in droves and fight to the death to save their own lives.

Emperor Yan obviously could think of this, so he was not very happy. He became indifferent to Meng Zirou and even became suspicious of her. He would summon Wang Shengjie to check his pulse from time to time.

Emperor Yan could imagine that the officials and dignitaries in the capital city knew everything, but they were just pretending to be ignorant.

Feeling Shui Lingling's puzzled gaze, Qingyun came back to her senses, her face still gentle, "Come, sit down first, don't get the baby upset."

Shui Lingling did not hesitate to sit down next to Qingyun and said softly, "Your Highness, actually I came here to express my gratitude. It was thanks to your kindness that day that my eyes were saved."

Shui Lingling spoke sincerely, staring at Qingyun with her big wet eyes without blinking.

"I didn't expect that Concubine Shui still remembered it. I was just soft-hearted for a moment."

I didn't save you on purpose, I just felt soft-hearted for a moment. It's been so long since I came to thank you, I'm glad you still remembered. This was Qingyun's implication, and anyone with a little bit of common sense would understand.

Shui Lingling was by no means a sincere person. She immediately felt aggrieved and wiped the non-existent tears from her eyes with a handkerchief. "Please don't blame me, Princess. I didn't want to come and thank you at this time. It's just that my status is low, so I can't meet you in front of you, so I have to wait until today."

"Shuipin, there is no need to blame yourself. I have no intention of blaming you. It is not easy for Shuipin to be grateful. Don't be sad and harm the fetus in your belly."

Shui Lingling wanted to say something but was interrupted by Yuna next to her.

"Shuipin is feeling unwell. Someone, take Shuipin down to rest."

A palace maid came forward and helped Shui Lingling up. Shui Lingling did not struggle, but looked at Qingyun unwillingly, and then looked at Yuna with a little fear.