Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Ye Jingyu's tone was calm, and his voice was not cold.

But this voice, as plain as water, was like a huge stone, hitting Yin Qingxuan's heart hard, causing huge waves.

Although the man in front of him is young, he is a true emperor.

He holds the power of life and death for everyone!

I just relied on two strategies to gain temporary favor. If one day I say the wrong thing and really anger the emperor, maybe it will happen. I can't talk nonsense in the future. I must add one more Be [-]% careful...

Where Ye Jingyu looked, he happened to see a small section of the little slave's neck as white as jade.

He quickly looked away and said quietly: "I sincerely hope that that day will not come to pass."

Immediately he changed the topic and said in a relaxed tone: "Go and get one of your green melons and let me have a taste."

"Yes."

Yin Qingxuan came to her senses instantly, hugged a watermelon, cut it into several pieces, and handed it over carefully.

Ye Jingyu took a sip and suddenly felt a sweetness entering his throat, which made his internal organs soothing.

"Is this what you planted in Yunxiang Garden?"

"Exactly." Yin Qingxuan stood aside and said respectfully.

"It's really a good thing to relieve the heat."

Ye Jingyu ate two pieces and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

"Take the rest and give it to the soldiers. I will taste some and it will be enough."

Someone immediately took out the remaining watermelon.

At this time, it was still raining outside.

Several accompanying guards were guarding the door. There were only Yin Qingxuan and Ye Jingyu in the execution room, and the atmosphere was inexplicably depressing.

But it was only Yin Qingxuan who was suppressing it. Ye Jingyu had already propped up his chin with one hand and leaned on the back of the chair. His eyes were slightly closed, as if he wanted to take a nap.

Both the imperial study and the Chengtian Palace rely on giant ice to relieve the heat. Even if there is a small area of ​​coolness, the large space is still very stuffy.

The torture chamber was built half a foot underground and was already cooler than other places. Now it started to rain again and a cool breeze came in, making Ye Jingyu feel sleepy.

Since the beginning of summer, he hasn't had a good night's sleep. In addition, the recent drought, hungry people, insect pests, and wars have made him think about it every night, and his mind has been tense and it is difficult to relax.

It was rare to feel cool today, and my mind needed to be relaxed, so I took a nap for a while.

Yin Qingxuan stood beside Ye Jingyu, looking at the handsome face like a sword, her eyes flickering, and a thought flashed across her face in an instant.

What would happen if you took out a knife now and killed Ye Jingyu?

Will she be killed on the spot, or can she survive to return to the palace and ascend the throne as the Queen Mother?

It seems that I have had an indissoluble bond with the word "Tai" in my life.

Thinking of Ye Jingyu's amazing martial arts again, Yin Qingxuan shook her head again.

Martial arts practitioners are extremely alert, and her head might be flying off before she even took out the knife.

Let’s think about something practical.

Now she must quickly see Marshal Guan and find out what happened to the Yin family's counter-letter, and why the original owner's eldest brother Yin Xingyun ran away after pleading guilty.

It would be great if she could clear the Yin family's name with her ability, but if she couldn't, she would have no choice but to grease her soles and run away with her puppy balls.

These fifteen days may be her last chance to make money.

The bra and small panties should still be a bargain for her. Thinking of the mistresses in the palace who were eager to cling to Ye Jingyu, Yin Qingxuan gave a wicked smile.

But there are also those who don't like the emperor, such as Xu Zhiyuan.

Thinking of her attitude towards the original owner's death, Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

I really can't tell whether she is sad or hating the original owner's death.

After recalling Xu Zhiyuan's soft and weak character, Yin Qingxuan felt that it was mostly the former, or that she knew the original owner, but she did not inherit those memories.

No matter what the truth is, just go back and ask Yun Cai and Nanny Li tonight to find out.

Thinking of Leng Gong, Yin Qingxuan thought of the soft puppy balls again. This little bastard was getting cuter and cuter as he grew older, becoming more and more like his bastard father.

But I don’t know what Ye Jingyu’s expression will be like after learning that he has a son...

Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but think wildly for an hour, and the rain finally stopped.

A breeze blew into the execution room, mixed with the fresh smell of vegetation.

Yin Qingxuan's head cleared and she immediately came to the door.

The voice said loudly: "The rain has stopped. While it's not too hot yet, you can train your troops quickly."

"Yes."

Zhang Tie and Xu Liang stood up at the same time.

The emperor went straight to this place when he came, he must have wanted to see their strength.

All the soldiers immediately started fighting hard.

Yin Qingxuan stood at the door and watched. She saw that the people who were knocked off their horses were all because their lower body was unstable and there was no fixed thing on their feet. The corners of her mouth raised slightly.

After fifteen days, Song Qiaoan will be convinced of his defeat.

While thinking about it, I suddenly heard footsteps.

Yin Qingxuan turned around and immediately saw Ye Jingyu, and quickly stepped aside.

"Your Majesty, you are awake."

Ye Jingyu took a nap and was in good spirits.

He said yes and walked into the courtyard.

Xu Liang and Zhang Tiezheng were fighting on horseback with wooden swords. Seeing these two people going back and forth, they were very brave and could not help but look sideways.

"The man on the left is the talent you mentioned?"

"Exactly, this man's name is Xu Liang. He is a bandit and is good at horse fighting. The slave then decided to let him and Zhang Tie lead 49 men each to capture and kill each other."

Ye Jingyu nodded slightly. "You still have some vision. If you win, you can be promoted."

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Jingyu felt bored and said calmly: "Good Lord, I'll go and have a look at Song Qiao'an's place."

"Go slowly, Your Majesty."

Yin Qingxuan was overjoyed and sent Ye Jingyu off.

Ye Jingyu only looked at him symbolically before taking the people back to the palace.

Song Qiaoan only took this position because of his connections with the aristocratic family. Naturally, Ye Jingyu looked down on such a person who was an armchair strategist.

After riding out of the school grounds, there was still a little humidity in the air, which felt very comfortable in the nose.

On a whim, Ye Jingyu galloped straight to the palace gate.

Several thoughtful little masters learned that the emperor was leaving the palace, so they all waited by the pool at the main entrance.

After all, you can gain favor by falling into the water. For the favor of the emperor, you have to fight for anything.

However, before they jumped into the river, they saw the handsome emperor in bright clothes and angry horses galloping past, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Several people glared at each other hatefully and went back to their bedrooms...

Anping Palace.

Ye Jingyao was drawing his eyebrows in front of the mirror. When he thought about his two dark and thick eyebrows being shaved by Yin Qingxuan, he couldn't help but blazing fire in his eyes.

After several revisions, Ye Jingyao finally stood up with satisfaction with two thick black brows.

The maids stood behind them, but they didn't dare to laugh, and they almost suffered internal injuries from the pain.

Seeing them all lowering their heads, not daring to look at him, Ye Jingyao was even more furious.

"Everyone, get out of here."

The maids suddenly felt as if they had been granted amnesty, and they all ran away quickly.

After calming down the anger in his heart, Ye Jingyao turned his face to Jiang Xiuning, who was sitting firmly on the side.

"Has your letter home been sent?"

Jiang Xiuning looked at the tip of her nose.

"Sent."

Ye Jingyao said: "That's good."

Jiang Xiuning has stood up.

"If the prince has nothing else to do, I will leave first."

Ye Jingyao said coldly: "Why? Do you also think that this king looks ugly?"

Jiang Xiuning clenched her fists hard and tried her best to suppress her trembling shoulders.

"No, I just suddenly remembered that I have a pattern to embroider, and I would like to ask for your permission."

Ye Jingyao said impatiently: "I know how to embroider all day long, so get lost."

Jiang Xiuning ran away immediately. Seeing her shaking shoulders, Ye Jingyao got angry again and kicked the stool over.

Thinking of Yin Qingxuan's recent military training in the school factory, he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Yin Qingxuan, I will teach you a lesson today, this bitch."

"Come here, bring me the king's horse!"