Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Yin Qingxuan stood at the door, listening to the music in a daze.

As the notes beat, the familiar feeling in my heart becomes stronger and stronger.

Suddenly some memory fragments that I had never had before flashed in my mind.

In the elegant stone pavilion, a woman wearing a pink skirt was playing the piano.

Sitting on the railing next to him was a handsome man in a blue brocade robe. The man was holding a white jade pot in one hand and a fine porcelain wine cup in the other, drinking slowly to the sound of the piano.

After listening for a while, he frowned slightly.

"Why do you want to make such a sad song? My little sister should be smiling all the time."

The woman pressed the strings with both hands, raised her eyebrows and smiled softly.

"Only sad things will be remembered for a long time. If they are too happy, they will not leave a deep impression."

The man laughed and asked jokingly: "Do you miss your Prince Anping again?"

The woman lowered her head in anger. "No."

The memory kept enlarging like a photo frame, and Yin Qingxuan finally saw the woman's face clearly, and she actually had a face exactly like her own.

She was a little surprised.

This woman is undoubtedly the original owner, she composed the song "Emotion", and the man talking to her should be her eldest brother Yin Xingyun.

This was the first time that Yin Qingxuan saw the original owner's family. She was both curious and kind.

She wanted to see it more clearly, but the picture shattered instantly and disappeared like a mirror.

"Little Xuanzi!"

Ye Jingyu's voice came to mind from in front of her, and Yin Qingxuan came back to her senses.

He bowed slightly and said, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

"what are you thinking?"

Seeing Yin Qingxuan staring at Xu Zhiyuan with straight eyes, Ye Jingyu felt a little unhappy.

But he didn't know whether it was because the minion wasn't looking at him or because he was looking at Xu Zhiyuan.

Yin Qingxuan bowed slightly and said, "The music played by the young master is so beautiful that I was entranced for a while."

Xu Zhiyuan had pressed her slender fingers on the strings, looked at Yin Qingxuan and said with a smile: "Is it possible that my little father-in-law also knows the music?"

"My slave can only listen, and is not as versatile as my master."

Yin Qingxuan said it very modestly.

But there is a feeling in my heart that if she is given a piano now, she might be able to play a song. This should all come from the body memory of the original owner.

Xu Zhiyuan sighed softly.

"It's very rare to be able to listen..."

She seemed to still have something to say, but finally closed her mouth.

Ye Jingyu glanced at Xu Zhiyuan and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, a thousand pieces of gold are easy to get, but a good friend is hard to find. The music must be listened to by those who understand it, so that it will be more meaningful."

Xu Zhiyuan lowered her head and said: "I heard that the emperor is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is known as the Five Great Masters. It is really ridiculous for me to show off my meager skills in front of the emperor."

Ye Jingyu smiled lightly and said, "That's just praise from the world, and I'm just a layman."

Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but ask: "I dare to ask, young master, who is the person who made this piece of music?"

Xu Zhiyuan shook her head and said: "No, I heard others play it and thought it sounded good, so I learned it."

Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but clenched her fingers, and her palms became sweaty with excitement.

The original owner of this piece had only played it for her eldest brother, because her second brother and her father were both pure martial artists, and only Yin Xingyun had a good temperament. Therefore, Xu Zhiyuan must have known her eldest brother.

Yin Qingxuan really wanted to ask where Yin Xingyun was now, but because Ye Jingyu was here, she could only suppress her urgent thoughts.

Ye Jingyu had already stood up and said warmly: "It's getting late, so I won't disturb your rest. I'll come over to see you another day when I have free time."

Xu Zhiyuan stood up hurriedly and said, "I respectfully send you off to the Emperor."

"No need." Ye Jingyu smiled lightly and strode out of the palace gate.

"Baixue, it's time for us to leave."

Yin Qingxuan hurriedly greeted Gouzi, but she was thinking about Xu Zhiyuan.

That day she said she had someone she liked, could it be Yin Xingyun?

Combined with her words "dead", I couldn't help but feel chilled.

The original owner’s eldest brother is not really dead, right?

If he died, many doubts would remain unsolved for the rest of his life.

While thinking wildly along the way, Ye Jingyu suddenly stopped and bumped into him.

Ye Jingyu turned his head, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"I've been wandering around since just now, but what problems have I encountered?"

Yin Qingxuan quickly straightened her hat and took two steps back.

"I was thinking about what my son is doing now. I was distracted for a moment. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Ye Jingyu said quietly: "At this hour, the children have long gone to bed. I have promised you that I will ensure their safety. Could it be that you don't believe my words?"

Yin Qingxuan said hurriedly: "My servant will naturally believe the emperor's words."

"Since you believe it, then complete what I asked you to do well. If you win this bet, I will let you do the hand seal of the internal officer. How about it?"

Ye Jingyu started walking again, as if he was not walking fast in order to talk to Yin Qingxuan.

Yin Qingxuan didn't understand what an internal official prison was, but the words "palm print" sounded like an official, and she couldn't help but feel a little interested.

"I have just entered the palace not long ago, and I really don't understand what the inner officer's palm prints are for."

Ye Jingyu said jokingly: "I know you are a fan of officialdom and money. The inner official supervisor is one of the twelve supervisors of the inner palace. He is in charge of various chores such as civil engineering, stone tiles, rice, salt and ice cellars, as well as the construction of royal mausoleums."

Yin Qingxuan clicked her tongue, it seemed to match her major.

If she had no son, she might have ended her life in the palace. Unfortunately, her goal did not end there.

Pretending to be happy, he said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your appreciation."

Ye Jingyu nodded and said: "In addition, I will give you another house for your mother and several children to move in. However, I still have questions."

"Your Majesty, please speak."

Yin Qingxuan said in her heart: Moman, after working for so long, I finally got something practical.

Ye Jingyu strolled leisurely in the courtyard and said slowly, "You are no more than eighteen years old at most. What about your eldest daughter who is twelve or thirteen years old?"

Yin Qingxuan rolled her eyes and sighed: "Actually, they are all my eldest brother's children. My eldest brother died in the expedition to Jiangwu a few years ago. It is inevitable that the children will be bullied because they have no father. This is why the slave They recognized the name, but in fact, among these children, only Xiao Nanfeng is the blood and flesh of the slave."

Ye Jingyu chuckled and said, "So that's it. I thought I met such a fierce person and could give birth to a child at a few years old."

Yin Qingxuan also laughed dryly.

Ye Jingyu took two steps and then said: "After taking a rest, it will be time for the competition. If you need it, you can still use Jin Yuling to go out of the palace to do things in these three days."

"I know this, my servant. Does your Majesty have any other orders?"

Yin Qingxuan lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, looking obedient.

Ye Jingyu glanced at her and raised the corners of his thin mouth slightly.

"Li Defu has a rest tonight, and you will stay in the palace to serve him."