Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

After leaving He Yuan's residence, Yin Qingxuan felt relaxed.

Inside the room, Ye Jingyu looked at Xiao Nanfeng with gentle eyes, quite like a father.

Since returning to Yincheng, Xiao Nanfeng has become a wild horse that has broken free from its reins, having a great time in the city.

Feng Er Niang and Hua Qian worked together to take care of him. These two were people Yin Qingxuan trusted very much. Ye Jingyu was also happy to see his son releasing his natural side.

Hearing the footsteps, he raised his head and asked with a smile: "It seems that Xuan'er has achieved her wish."

"Yeah, everything went well, baby is asleep?"

Yin Qingxuan walked over slowly, and looking at Xiao Nanfeng who was getting closer and closer to Ye Jingyu, she felt quite emotional.

In the blink of an eye, the child has grown up so much. I wonder whether the original owner is living well in the future world.

Ye Jingyu tucked in his son's blanket and said with emotion, "He has already fallen asleep. This little guy is getting stronger and stronger. His running speed is almost catching up with Bai Xue."

Yin Qingxuan said with some pride: "This is the child I raised with the spiritual spring water. How can he not be different from others?"

Ye Jingyu chuckled.

"Xuan'er is my great contributor. Not only did she teach Zhao'er such a good child, but the people of Yincheng also benefited greatly from her."

"The spiritual spring water is inexhaustible and can be used endlessly. Instead of leaving it there, it is better to give it to everyone to drink. I didn't take it out before, not because I was reluctant to do so, but because I was afraid that it would be used by someone with ulterior motives. Now that we have a common hatred and gather in Yincheng, it is also for the stability of the Great Zhou. This water, just consider it as our reward to these martial arts fellows."

Looking at Yin Qingxuan's stunningly beautiful eyes and eyebrows, Ye Jingyu's heart was moved and he held that soft body in his arms.

"It's not us, it's Xuan'er herself. If they can achieve great success in martial arts, it's all due to Xuan'er alone."

Yin Qingxuan stretched out her slender index finger and lightly touched Ye Jingyu's forehead.

"You and I are husband and wife, aren't we one? Why are you so clear about the distinction? Are you afraid that I will take away your credit in the future?"

Ye Jingyu grabbed her soft little hand, his eyes full of affection...

"My husband..."

Before the word "dare" came out, the man stood up.

Yin Qingxuan also sensed something was wrong.

"Ayu..."

"I'll go and see, Xuan'er put Xiao Nanfeng into the space."

Ye Jingyu took a step and came into the yard silently.

The energy of heaven and earth made his seven orifices clear, and taking spiritual spring water all year round had greatly enhanced his perception. He had sensed an invisible dangerous aura that was now shrouding Silver City.

Yin Qingxuan arrived shortly afterwards. She also sensed the malicious intent and with a tap of her toes, she soared into the air like a fairy and climbed onto the tallest watchtower in Silver City.

A Silver City disciple was holding onto the railing and gazing into the distance. A faint smell of blood was spreading around him.

Yin Qingxuan narrowed her eyes and saw that the disciple's throat had been pierced by a bamboo stick and he had been dead for a long time.

Even if Silver City removed the formation, there were still many disciples guarding the entrance, and the identities of each sect were carefully checked. But now someone had infiltrated silently...

As soon as the thought came to mind, these black rays rose and fell and disappeared into the darkness of the city.

A figure flashed before his eyes at an extremely fast speed, like an afterimage, and in a blink of an eye he chased in the direction of several people. A familiar voice was also carried into Yin Qingxuan's ears by the wind.

"I'll go take a look, Xuan'er, be careful!"

Yin Qingxuan was just about to try if she could trap the sound and transmit it to Ye Jingyu, but she felt a strange sound of the wind behind her and several figures jumped towards her from the eaves of the opposite house.

Yin Qingxuan's face darkened, and he shouted coldly: "Who are you, you bastard, to disturb my sweet dreams like this!"