Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Ye Jingyu's lips have already pressed down.

"I miss Xuan'er."

The familiar breath instantly filled his nostrils, as if it was going to suck him into his stomach.

Yin Qingxuan couldn't help but breathe softly, and her soft, boneless hands subconsciously grabbed his collar.

"Ayu...be careful...child..."

"I'll be gentle..."

Holding Yin Qingxuan's soft and fragrant body in his arms, Ye Jingyu breathed heavily. The satin-like touch of his fingertips made him even more intoxicated.

The longing for love that had been suppressed for many days burst out, and the fire of love was out of control...

After a night of lovemaking, Yin Qingxuan was exhausted. When she woke up the next day, she couldn't help but wonder: the little emperor had always been very restrained. He had slept in her arms for so many days without forcing her, so why did he suddenly lose control yesterday?

"Xuan'er, ahem, did you sleep well last night?"

Ye Jingyu walked in from the door, dressed neatly, with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

Yin Qingxuan glared at him in reproach.

"You have the nerve to ask."

She waved and took out a bottle of spiritual spring water to relieve the pain in her body.

"When does the competition begin?"

Ye Jingyu hugged Yin Qingxuan and said softly, "I couldn't help myself at the moment. Please forgive me this time. There is still half an hour left in the competition. It's not too late."

Yin Qingxuan rolled her eyes helplessly. Since she was the man she chose, what else could she do? She could only pamper him.

She stretched and felt her body almost recovered. She quickly changed her clothes, washed up, and headed to the martial arts field.

The place was already full of martial artists, who were eating melon seeds and fruits, gathering in groups of three or four and talking quietly.

He Yuan and Madam Gongsun arrived early and sat in the front row, with the four elders and the eldest son He Zangfeng on their left and right.

Yin Qingxuan glanced through the crowd and did not see anyone who looked like the lame man from yesterday. Instead, He Zangfeng smiled at her kindly. Yin Qingxuan smiled back and greeted this half-brother.

A moment later, Mei Qingge also came out with Cui Yu and Feng Erniang. She was still wearing a bright red outfit, and she walked steadily, with an air of boldness in her every move.

Yin Qingxuan and Ye Jingyu sat back in their original seats. Ye Jinglan took a fan and came over with Wang Shun from a distance and sat down next to her.

Yin Qingxuan looked back at him and suddenly found that the red mole between his eyebrows had become brighter. Under the sunlight, it seemed as if blood was flowing inside, and it even had a sense of transparency.

Yin Qingxuan frowned slightly.

"Ye Jinglan, you didn't kill anyone, did you?"

Yin Qingxuan and Ye Jinglan always speak directly, there is no need to beat around the bush.

Ye Jinglan's expression changed slightly, and he rolled his eyes at her and said, "Why would I kill someone for no reason?"

"But your brow..."

If Yin Qingxuan remembered correctly, the several changes in Ye Jinglan's red mole seemed to be related to human life.

At this moment, the bell on the stage suddenly rang, and Yin Qingxuan was interrupted.

Cui Yu said to everyone, "Something happened yesterday. Today's competition will go on as usual. Elder Huo unfortunately passed away. Zifu Jin Pavilion has already lost one round. Now there are two rounds left. Please select your own candidates. After a cup of tea, the winner will be decided."

He Yuan pointed at He Zangfeng.

"Zang Feng, you will represent Silver City in the second battle."

Gongsun Yunfeng frowned.

"My husband, you can't do that. Feng'er has never had any experience in fighting. Let's change someone else. What if some of the Purple Mansion disciples hold a grudge against us..."

He Yuan asked calmly, "Madam, do you not trust Zifu or Feng'er?"