Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Although Ye Zhan had thousands of things to ask, it was not the time to ask questions at this time, so he followed Ye Jingyu out.

The heavy stone door closed instantly, and the light in the room dimmed.

Without the dazzling sunlight, Yin Li suddenly felt less embarrassed and felt more secure.

She looked at this young woman who looked somewhat similar to herself in surprise, and asked in a dry voice: "Girl, are you..."

She looked around and asked, "Where exactly is this place?"

Yin Qingxuan took out the clothes placed on the stone bed and said to Yin Li: "Girl, put on your clothes first. I will explain to you slowly."

Yin Li lowered his head and realized that the water in the bucket was like mud soup, and his face suddenly turned red.

"This...I...I'm not that dirty."

Yin Qingxuan smiled and said: "Girls are naturally clean. This is not the dirt on your body, but the turbid matter discharged from the body. To explain it in terms of martial arts, it can be called cleansing the menstruation and cutting the marrow."

Yin Li's eyes widened in disbelief. When she was a child, she had heard her father and elder brother say that the highest level of martial arts was to cleanse and cut the marrow. She didn't know any martial arts, how could she reach this level?

Also, how did she get here?

Yin Li's thoughts still stopped a few years ago. When she and several nuns from the nunnery went to the capital to buy food, for some reason, her vision went dark, and then she didn't know anything.

In her opinion, those things happened yesterday. She never imagined that so many years had passed in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the clothes on her body, she was surprised again.

The only thing I own is a gray nun's robe. Why has everything changed all of a sudden?

"Did the girl change this white clothes for me? Could it be that the girl also saved me?"

Seeing Yin Qingxuan's good demeanor, Yin Li became less wary.

Looking at those eyes as clear as still water, Yin Qingxuan knew that Yin Li was a very simple person. Some people might be able to pretend, but what was deep in the eyes could not deceive anyone.

"It's a long story. Girl, please change your clothes first. We have plenty of time, so it's not too late to talk slowly."

Yin Li nodded meekly, stood up from the bucket, took her clothes, walked to the corner, and quickly changed.

Yin Qingxuan directly received the wooden barrel and the spiritual spring water into the space. At the same time, she opened the link with the space and took a look. The brat had fallen asleep on the naughty castle.

Seeing him sticking out his little butt, Yin Qingxuan's eyes showed kindness, he was really a well-behaved little baby.

Seeing that the thing in front of her suddenly disappeared, Yin Li was startled again and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Yin Qingxuan's stunning face instantly turned into a terrifying being like a fairy in her eyes.

Yin Qingxuan shook her head helplessly and said in a gentle tone: "Auntie, don't be afraid, I am actually your niece Yin Qingxuan."

"What did you say?"

Yin Li suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning and was stunned on the spot.

To her, this sentence was nothing more than a fantasy.

Although she left the Yin family when she was a few years old, she did not completely cut off contact with the Yin family. Her sister-in-law often visited the nunnery, brought her some food, and later told her what happened and what happened. Interesting anecdotes about living in this world.

Therefore, Yin Li knew that her sister-in-law was pregnant, and she also heard from her that it would most likely be a girl. While the two of them were chatting, you decided on a name for the child who might be a little girl, and called her Yin Qingxuan.

After Yin Qingxuan was born, she had seen her many times. The little girl in her memory had two little braids in her hair, and a pink satin flower tied to each braid. She looked innocent and cute, and had a quiet and dignified personality, even if she was several months old. I haven’t seen her grow up, but she won’t suddenly look like this.

"This is impossible."

Yin Li took a few steps back, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Yin Qingxuan stepped forward and took her hand, and said in a gentle voice: "Aunt, don't be nervous, I am not a monster. Today is the fifty-second year of Tianyuan of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I don't know when my aunt left the capital. In short, right now It should be longer than you remember."

Feeling Yin Qingxuan's warm fingers, Yin Li felt a little relieved. When she heard her words, her pupils shrank hard again.

In the fifty-second year of Tianyuan, doesn't that mean that as many as seven years have passed between opening and closing one's eyes?

"This...what the hell is going on?"

Yin Qingxuan pulled her to sit down on the stone bed and told Yin Li everything she knew.

Yin Li roughly understood some of it, and some memory fragments slowly came out in his mind.

I remember that the last time my sister-in-law came to see me, she was already in poor health. That day, she went to Beijing with a few nuns to buy food. She wanted to secretly go home to see her, but she met the owner of a restaurant on the way. Let her try out her newly received piano.

The boss was kind and often donated incense to Shuijing Temple. Yin Li couldn't refuse, so he played a song on the piano. Because he was worried about his sister-in-law's health, after the song ended, he hurriedly left. Unexpectedly, he met a man with a foreign accent. 's little brother.

The young man asked Yin Li for directions, but Yin Li only pointed his finger and remembered nothing.

Slowly, she remembered that when she woke up, she was on a high mountain with beautiful scenery. There were many people practicing martial arts and doing morning lessons in front of a huge stone hall.

Later she heard some arguments. Some people disagreed with her staying in the house, while another wanted to send her down the mountain.

Yin Li heard some spirit and the words of the saint...

Looking back on the past, I can't help but feel a little headache.

Seeing the corners of Yin Li's eyes twitching slightly, Yin Qingxuan immediately took action to channel some of her internal energy.

In fact, even if the little aunt can't think of anything, there is no need to guess the answer.

Palace Master Jin must have been the one who disagreed with Yin Li's stay. He had an upright temperament and did not want to use a fake saint to deceive the disciples in the palace. Or maybe he had been looking for opportunities to help Mei Qingge get away with the crime.

It's just that Palace Master Jin is devoted to practicing martial arts and has not been involved in the affairs of the palace for many years. He has lost power and is controlled by Elder Han.

Later, the two had a dispute over Yin Li, and Elder Han wanted to do something dirty. Palace Master Jin had no choice but to pour all his power into Yin Li.

Now that both Palace Master Jin and Elder Han are no longer alive, many details have not been corroborated, but even if there are discrepancies, they should not be too much.

The only thing that surprised Yin Qingxuan was that if her little aunt was right, she should be playing Fengyi Qin. This thing has extremely strong backlash. Why could she, an ordinary person, be able to play it?

Seeing that her little aunt looked in pain, Yin Qingxuan didn't hesitate to ask more questions, so she could only say softly: "The past is in the past, aunt, don't think about it anymore."

Yin Qingxuan paused and asked again: "I wonder if my aunt knows a young man named Ye who likes to wear white clothes?"

Yin Li was startled for a moment, and the image of a young man with a tall and straight figure, bright clothes and an angry horse suddenly appeared in his mind.

Immediately he bit his lip, lowered his eyes and said, "When I was in Beijing, I did meet a Mr. Ye by chance."

Now that so many years have passed, that young master may have already married a wife and had children, and he has many wives and concubines.

And I am just a nun, and I have lost another ten years, so what else can I think about?

She swallowed the bitterness in her throat and asked calmly, "Why did Qingxuan ask about this?"

Yin Qingxuan raised her sleeve and flicked it, and the stone door opened in response.

"Because he's here."