Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

"Grandpa!"

Yin Qingxuan let out a low cry, and the scene was so shocking that her eyes opened wide and her face turned pale.

Not long ago, the old man was full of energy and made an appointment to meet again in the future. Unexpectedly, the day of meeting again turned out to be a farewell forever.

If I had known this would happen, I would rather never see him in this life.

Xiao Yinhuan and the others also saw this horrifying scene through Ye Jingyu's crouching body. They felt darkness in front of their eyes and almost fell down, but Hua Qian quickly supported her.

"Palm print!"

Xiao Yinhuan pushed Hua Qian away and stumbled to Pavilion Master Xiao.

"Father, father!"

Throughout his life, Pavilion Master Xiao had always been neat and tidy. When had he ever looked so disheveled?

Looking at the blood-stained beard and the blood-soaked body, Xiao Yinhuan felt as if his heart was being cut by a knife and was in so much pain that he couldn't control himself.

Although she and Pavilion Master Xiao have no blood relationship, they are better than biological father and daughter. Pavilion Master Xiao has always loved her very much and taught her everything he knows.

Beihai has been destroyed, and she finally doesn't have to practice the piano anymore. All she wanted in this life was to be filial to her father and repay his kindness in raising her. She never expected that this battle would be their final farewell!

Behind him, all the disciples knelt down and cried.

Yin Xingyun stood in the crowd, opened his mouth silently towards Yin Qingxuan, then sank his knees and knelt down.

Ye Jingyu had staggered to his feet and held Pavilion Master Xiao in his arms.

"Xuan'er, quickly get some spiritual spring water and give some to grandpa."

"it is good."

Yin Qingxuan took out the water tremblingly, but couldn't get it into Pavilion Master Xiao's mouth.

The spiritual spring continued to spill out, and the color of Pavilion Master Xiao's clothes suddenly became a little darker.

Ye Jingyu even mobilized all the internal strength in his body and poured it all into Pavilion Master Xiao's body. For a moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the daylight turned into stars. However, Pavilion Master Xiao still showed no signs of breathing.

Ye Jinglan, He Zangfeng and others also came closer. Liu Sijun acted as fast as lightning and inserted several silver needles into Pavilion Master Xiao's head and chest.

After three breaths, he shook his head.

"Please accept my condolences, this old man has passed away."

Xiao Yinhuan only felt his throat getting hot and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Xiao's palm print."

"mother!"

Yin Qingxuan poured the remaining spiritual spring water into Xiao Yinhuan's mouth.

Xiao Yinhuan came to consciousness and couldn't help but fall to the ground and cry bitterly. Her sad voice made anyone who heard it feel sad.

Ye Jinglan had forcibly pulled Ye Jingyu away.

"Brother, Pavilion Master Xiao is gone. Even if you give him all your power, it will be useless. The dead cannot be resurrected."

Ye Jingyu also knew that Pavilion Master Xiao could not be saved, and he could not help but howl to the sky, like a nightingale weeping blood, every sound was a wail.

Everyone is also hoping for a miracle to happen, however, there are not so many miracles in this world.

After confirming the news of Pavilion Master Xiao's death, everyone cried out in grief, knelt down for a long time, and sobbed.

A legend has come to an end. It is the hero’s twilight years and also the tragedy of the times!

As the sky was about to darken, everyone gathered their strength and prepared to take care of Pavilion Master Xiao's funeral. At this time, Yin Qingxuan saw Yin Xingyun kneeling in the crowd.

"Brother, why are you here?"

Yin Xingyun sighed and explained the reason why everyone came here.

"After all, it was me who killed Pavilion Master Xiao."

Yin Qingxuan was also upset after hearing this. Her eyes were red and she choked up as she said, "It's not you, it's me. If I hadn't played the Forget-Me-Not song for the emperor, you and father wouldn't have to leave the capital, and there wouldn't have been so many incidents."

Ye Jingyu's voice sounded behind him.

"Don't take all the responsibility on yourself. If you want to blame someone, blame the greedy Elder Han. If it weren't for him, you and I wouldn't have to leave the capital."