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

Chapter 432 Ambiguity

Qingyun sat on the carriage and rubbed her lower back. He glared at Yan Siyuan resentfully.

Yan Siyuan curled his lips aggrievedly, "I don't know when Your Majesty granted the marriage, and I never thought she would stop the carriage in public."

Qingyun didn't look at him, pinching her eyebrows with a headache. After all, it is Yan Siyuan's rotten peach blossom.

But the difference is that Meng Zihan may not like Yan Siyuan. It’s just that you can’t see that your things belong to others. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a fuss without caring about Yan Siyuan's face.

In fact, this matter is also her fault. Too many things have happened recently, and she is used to acting together with Yan Siyuan in everything. She has forgotten that Yan Siyuan and Meng Zihan are still engaged.

The two of them were so open about going out and going in and out together, so naturally they couldn't avoid talking about each other. But they will definitely care about their identities and just say a few words in private.

And it was just a rumor at the time. Although the Meng family's attitude was unclear, the Ninth Prince's Mansion refused to acknowledge it. The onlookers were also confused.

But with the imperial edict of marriage, the matter between Yan Siyuan and Meng Zihan became justifiable. And she and Yan Siyuan were shameless.

Just as she was thinking about it, she felt a pair of big hands attached to her temples, and warm fingers gently pressed her temples. My headache was much better, I couldn't help but sigh, closed my eyes and enjoyed it.

He didn't see Yan Siyuan's eyes darken at that moment. Looking at Qingyun, her eyes gradually became eager. But the moment Qingyun opened her eyes, she regained her composure. He also showed a flattering smile.

"Xue'er, don't worry, I will solve it soon. Don't push me to others, okay?", peach blossom eyes with a hint of pleading, like a big dog who is afraid of being abandoned, pitifully expecting Looking forward to love.

Qingyun's heart trembled, her heart beat a little faster, and she softened, "How could I push you to others?"

"Xue'er just said that she wanted to give a gift to that person," Yan Siyuan complained.

Qingyun also thought that it was because of this that Yan Siyuan pinched her waist just now. My heart felt a little warmer, and I couldn't help but reach out and touch his head, as if touching a dog.

Comforting: "If I didn't say that, I wouldn't be able to explain the relationship between us clearly."

"What is the relationship between us? Do I need to make it clear?".

Yan Siyuan came close to her ear. He massaged her temples and sat next to her. Now that they are close, their breaths intersect.

Qingyun felt her face getting hot and wanted to escape. But Yan Siyuan restrained her hand, making it inevitable for her to avoid it.

He unconsciously rubbed her ears with his lips, which instantly made Qingyun's ears turn red. Seeing Qingyun's bright red ears, Yan Siyuan felt happy and gently held the ears in his mouth.

Qingyun pursed her lips tightly, and gasps escaped from her mouth. His body couldn't help but tremble, and his breathing became a little heavier.

Yan Siyuan did not let her go and licked her with the tip of his tongue. Like a child who got candy, he was excited and curious, and couldn't help but lick it a few more times.

This time, Qingyun couldn't bear it anymore and felt that her whole body went soft. He couldn't help but lean on Yan Siyuan's chest.

"Don't... don't do this."

After saying this, Qingyun regretted it. Was this soft and charming voice really hers? This was not stopping Yan Siyuan, but rather encouraging him.

Yan Siyuan's eyes deepened a little deeper, and he said hoarsely, "Xue'er hasn't answered my question yet?".

Qingyun's mind went blank, and she couldn't remember any questions. Now his body is no longer under his control, and he dare not speak anymore. Afraid of making that sound again.

Seeing Qingyun trying her best to control, Yan Siyuan smiled charmingly. Deliberately taking those small lips into his mouth, licking and nibbling.

Qingyun couldn't resist it at all, moans escaped from her throat, making Yan Siyuan more and more worried.

Just then, the carriage stopped. Qingyun felt the carriage stop and quickly reminded her, "I...I'm here."

Regret flashed in Yan Siyuan's eyes, and he kissed her earlobe, "Okay, I'll get off the car later."

With her emotional look like this, it was naturally impossible for her to get off the carriage. He didn't want others to see her like this, and he was afraid that there would be further rumors that would be detrimental to her.

Outside the carriage, Song Heqing and Qiu Yue stood on each side, guarding the door. Neither of them wanted to be taken advantage of.

Not long after the carriage left, Qiuyue got out of the carriage and drove with Song Heqing. Qingyun was smart before and recruited her first.

After burning a stick of incense, Yan Siyuan got off the carriage first. His expression was indifferent, looking as cold as usual. But Song Heqing saw the corner of his mouth that he couldn't suppress.

Raising her hand to lift the curtain, Qingyun took Yan Siyuan's arm and got out of the carriage. He coughed and said, "I'm going back first. Thank you, His Highness Ninth Prince, for sending me back."

After saying that, without waiting for Yan Si to answer, he took Qiu Yue and walked towards the Prime Minister's Mansion. All she had to do was hold up her skirt and run.

Seeing Qingyun's fleeing figure, Yan Siyuan could no longer suppress the smile on his face and laughed out loud.

......

The rumors quickly dissipated. Although the two had clarified the rumors that day, some people had long been uncomfortable with the fact that the two often appeared together, and they were all insults to Qingyun. It was even worse than what Meng Zihan had scolded that day, and even more cruel.

The officials in the court who couldn't stand the Prime Minister's Mansion stopped sleeping and started to get up all night to write notes and handed them to Emperor Yan early in the morning.

In the morning, Emperor Yan looked at the pile of memorials in front of him and had a headache. Looking at the courtiers below who were still filled with righteous indignation even though their eyes were full of black eyes, I felt even more displeased.

After finally suppressing the objections to the canonization of Qingyun, so many came again. They couldn't help but glare at Qing Rongxu and Qing Xiao, almost saying "Look at the good things your daughter (sister) has done" written on their faces.

Qingrong Xu stood there respectfully, pretending not to understand, and angered Emperor Yan.

Ye Shunchang took a step forward and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, the eldest princess has no shame and is entangled with her husband. It is difficult for her to hold such a big responsibility. Please take back the title."

As soon as he finished speaking, other adults came out to echo his words.

Chen Hesong: "Your Majesty, even if the eldest princess is kind enough to save her, she cannot be conferred like this. What's more, she has no royal blood, which is not in line with etiquette. Now that the eldest princess has made such a big mistake, it is even more humiliating. Your Majesty, please take back the canonization."

Jiang Liangjie: "I second the proposal and ask your Majesty to take back the canonization."

"I beg your Majesty to take back the canonization."

"His Majesty......".

Seeing more and more people, Emperor Yan's face became darker and darker. It's gloomy enough to drip with ink. Looking at the people in the audience, he didn't say a word.

After a moment, he took a deep breath and looked at Qing Rongxu.

He could hold his breath and just stood motionless, as if he was asleep.

"Qing Aiqing, do you have anything to say?".