Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Ye Jingyu raised his eyes and said slightly angrily: "Why are Xuan'er and my husband always so polite?"

Yin Qingxuan said with a smile: "Who told me that I can't draw, and I didn't leave any photos of him, otherwise I wouldn't bother you. It's convenient and fast to print a few pictures with a printer."

Ye Jingyu said teasingly: "So that's it, I thought it had to be me."

Yin Qingxuan turned her black and white eyes, revealing a cat-like intelligence.

"Of course I have to do it with you. I heard that our A-Yu is said to be an excellent figure in chess, calligraphy, painting and martial arts. I really want to see the painting skills of the Five Jue Emperor?"

"Then you have to behave well, husband."

Ye Jingyu smiled and took the brush and started sketching on the white rice paper.

After a while, a portrait of a living person appeared on the paper.

When Yin Qingxuan saw it, her mouth opened slightly in shock.

She had seen figure sketching in modern times, and even art students could do it, but she had never seen a person who could draw figures so vividly with ink.

Even Ye Jinglan's casual posture that occasionally appears is vividly and vividly drawn.

"how?"

Ye Jingyu put down his pen, with a bit of pride on his face.

Yin Qingxuan nodded repeatedly.

"It looks like it, it really looks like it. Let's go back to space and print a few copies."

Ye Jingyu coughed dryly and said, "My husband, just wait for Xuan'er in the room. I have been here in Zi Mansion for so many days, and I still haven't been able to have a good talk with Xuan'er."

Yin Qingxuan bit her lip and her face turned slightly red.

I thought to myself, does he want to talk to me? He clearly wants to get close and close, and he talks so grandly.

Ye Jingyu had come behind her and put his hands around her waist.

He seemed to read Yin Qingxuan's thoughts and whispered in her ear: "I'm afraid of disturbing Zhao'er. I really just want to talk to you."

The familiar breath poured into her nose and instantly occupied all of Yin Qingxuan's senses. She shrank her neck and said coquettishly: "You said this. If you do anything wrong, I will not forgive you."

"Okay, I promise you anything, husband."

Yin Qingxuan bumped him lightly with her elbow and entered the space.

Ye Jingyu walked to the door, looked at the stars in the sky, and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

No matter how long he spends time with Yin Qingxuan, he will always feel like he is in love.

The little girl is like an ancient masterpiece, which is always new and makes people fall in love with it.

Listening to the sound of the wind sweeping through the treetops, Ye Jingyu not only remembered that day in Chongwu Hall, he saw the sneaky little eunuch with his hat crooked.

Time flies by like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, more than a year has passed.

The scene of this year is far more exciting than his twenty years, and it is endlessly memorable.

He raised the corner of his mouth again, and the emperor's majesty completely disappeared at this moment. At this time, he was just an ordinary person waiting for his wife to return.

Just as he was about to return to his room, he suddenly heard a subtle sound of clothes rustling beside him.

Ye Jingyu took strange steps and slipped a few feet away.

A figure in black slapped a palm with lightning speed.

Ye Jingyu frowned slightly, and all his good mood disappeared in an instant.

"Who is coming?"

His voice was cold and his eyes were intimidating.

The man didn't answer, and in the blink of an eye, he slapped dozens more palms.

Ye Jingyu's steps staggered, this person was as light as a feather, and that person didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

"If you don't speak again, I won't show any mercy."

Ye Jingyu had been drinking spiritual spring water for more than a year, and his senses were also superior to ordinary people. Although this man kept attacking, he had no ill intentions, so he never fought back.

The man snorted and said in a hoarse voice: "The person who wants your life."

As he spoke, he struck out several more palms. The wind of his palms was as strong as a blade. The strongest wind passed across Ye Jingyu's cheek, which was like being cut by a knife, making people feel stinging.

Ye Jingyu couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Since you are seeking death, I will help you."

He slowly raised his right hand. The move was extremely slow and did not have the energy that a master should have. It even looked weak and weak, as if he was greeting the other party.

Surprise flashed through the eyes of the man in black. Ye Jingyu had already made a name for himself during the Beihai period and was considered a beauty among the younger generation of disciples. Why has he regressed now?

Could it be that the person who blocked Elder Han that day was actually someone else?

Soon, she discovered that she was wrong, and very wrong.

She couldn't dodge that seemingly extremely slow move. What was even weirder was that Ye Jingyu only waved one hand, but it seemed as if there were palms in all directions. No matter north, south or east, no one could escape from his palm. .

boom.

An extremely dull sound exploded in the silent night, and Ye Jingyu's palm had already patted her right shoulder.

As a guest in the Zi Mansion, he had left some room. Otherwise, this palm would have been imprinted on the other party's chest.

The man in black felt an extremely soft force penetrate from his shoulders and reach his organs in an instant. The entire five organs seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and then squeezed together hard.

A heart-piercing pain surged out of her chest, and she took a few steps back, hitting the stone wall heavily on one side, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Ye Jingyu also discerned from the other person's bones that this person was a woman. Could it be that...she was the Lord of Mei Palace?

Thinking of this, he retracted his palm and asked in a faint voice: "What is the purpose of Mr. Unknown's late-night visit?"

The man in black leaned against the stone wall and gasped for air. He had no strength to reply. He regained his strength slightly and immediately raised his internal strength. Several ups and downs were merged into the darkness.

Yin Qingxuan just came out of the space, holding a stack of printed missing persons notices in her hands.

"Why is there a smell of blood? Did Ayu and others take action?"

Ye Jingyu nodded.

"The other party's face is covered, but judging from her body shape, she should be a woman."

Yin Qingxuan frowned slightly.

"Did she say anything?"

Ye Jingyu shook his head.

"Nothing."

Yin Qingxuan's eyebrows tightened a little more.

Could it be Mei Qingge?

She had already decided to stay a few more days, so why was she still pushing her so hard? Could it be that just because she was betrayed, she couldn't see the good of others?

Thinking of these conversations, Yin Qingxuan felt slightly annoyed.

"Mei Qingge's actions are a bit excessive. I will go to her to argue with you."

Ye Jingyu stretched out his hand to stop her.

"That's all, I don't know who it was just now. The attack may have been a bit harsh and she may have been injured. It's better not to disturb her tonight."

"is it serious?"

"It's not serious. With Master Mei's skills and Xuan'er's spiritual spring, he should be able to recover soon."

While the two were talking, the black shadow had jumped into the stone room where Mei Qingge lived.

She reached out to pull off the scarf, but a mouthful of blood spurted out again, and she fell to the ground.