Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Cui Yu asked urgently: "Do you have any definite information?"

"No, but I am somewhat sure, and I would like to ask the two seniors to describe the palace master's temperament and tone of voice in detail."

Seeing Yin Qingxuan's confident look, Cui Yu also became interested. He immediately recounted all the words and deeds of the Palace Master, and then took out his brush to draw a portrait.

Compared with the scrawled wanted portraits shown on TV, Cui Yu's painting techniques are lifelike.

Even Feng Erniang couldn't help but praise her when she saw it.

"After all these years, Senior Sister Cui's painting skills are still so good."

Cui Yu smiled sheepishly.

"When I have nothing to do, I use calligraphy and painting to relieve my depression. It's so good that I can't even call it that, but it can catch my eye."

Feng Erniang picked up the portrait and said, "This painting is so lifelike, it's so similar."

"That's good, leave the rest to me. You two can rest here first, and I'll go see the child."

Yin Qingxuan put away the portrait and entered the space.

Mei Qingge was playing with Xiao Nanfeng on the grass. They hadn't seen each other for a few days. The little boy seemed to have grown up a lot. The outline between his eyebrows and eyes became deeper and he was almost carved in the same mold as Ye Jingyu.

Looking at the smaller Xiao Ye Jingyu, Yin Qingxuan's heart suddenly ached again.

I wonder how he is doing in the capital?

Nowadays, the Great Zhou Dynasty has truly achieved peace and prosperity, and Kyoto must also be prosperous. Maybe it has already begun to draft women to fill the harem.

Every time she thought of Ye Jingyu's thin and fat figure, Yin Qingxuan felt like needles pricking her heart. It took her two lifetimes to finally choose her rightful man. Who could have imagined that it would end like this.

All of this is the damn Elder Han's fault. If it wasn't him, why would he feel so heartbroken?

Thinking of that hypocritical face, the hatred in Yin Qingxuan's heart suddenly deepened.

When Yin Qingxuan's mind changed, Ye Jingyu also had ups and downs.

A pair of phoenix eyes are sometimes as sharp as a knife, and sometimes as tender as water.

He stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, his aura slightly changed from before.

It's a little less fierce than the sword unsheathed, and a little more peaceful, but this calm and watery aura can release the pressure of a god.

The laws of the great road that are invisible to the naked eye linger around Ye Jingyu's body, flowing slowly with his breathing.

Li Defu stood aside and gasped for air. The strong pressure made his back bend, and his shoulders felt like they were hunched over a mountain, making it difficult to straighten up.

Until a young eunuch came to report that General Yin had arrived outside the palace, Li Defu finally breathed out the breath he had been holding for a long time.

He raised his sleeves and quietly wiped the sweat off his forehead, and said breathlessly: "Your Majesty, General Yin is here."

Ye Jingyu didn't look back, he just said one word lightly.

"Xuan."

"Yes."

Li Defu stepped out with his legs, which weighed as much as a thousand pounds, until he was out of the palace gate, and his body relaxed a little.

Yin Zhong and Yin Buyu were both wearing cloth clothes and stood waiting at the door. The father and son looked uneasy, with anxiety in their eyes.

"Eunuch Li, what on earth is going on?"

Li Defu took another deep breath and then said in a pinched voice: "I don't know, I don't know. In short, the emperor believes that the queen has passed away, and also believes that the Yin family was framed by Jiang Wu, so he asked you to go back to the palace. It should be debriefing.”

The father and son couldn't help but look at each other. Although the little emperor was young, he had always been immersed in the emperor's home, not to mention the city.

Would he really believe these words?