Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

"I am not afraid of the princess, and the princess is certainly not a monster."

Yin Buyu took a step back and bowed his head.

Ye Haitang put her hands behind her back and said angrily, "If that's the case, why don't you dare look at me?"

Yin Buyu's body bent a little more.

"The princess is worth a lot of money, so I dare not look at her directly."

Ye Haitang said in a tender voice: "I allow you to raise your head."

"That's not possible. It doesn't make sense."

Yin Buyu retreated again, feeling frightened.

Although Ye Haitang and her elder sister had gone to the parade ground to see him and Guan Xiao, that was outside the palace. Now as the commander of the royal guards, he should take it as his responsibility to protect the safety of the palace and respect the etiquette of a subject, and not overstep the mark in the slightest.

Seeing that he was about to run away, Ye Haitang stomped her feet in anger.

"You are just a wooden man. If you want to leave, leave quickly. I may not want to see you."

"Yes, I will retire."

Yin Buyu responded with a sense of relief and left in big strides.

Ye Haitang didn't expect that he really left. She couldn't help but feel angry and furious. She plucked four or five flowers next to her and threw them into the flower bed in a rage.

A light laugh sounded from behind, and a woman in a sky-blue plain silk dress walked out slowly from behind the path.

"Aunt Yin."

Ye Haitang ran over angrily, her lips pursed together.

"The emperor's sister-in-law is very smart, why is Yin Buyu so stupid?"

Yin Li thought to herself: That’s because your sister-in-law is not from the Yin family.

Although she knew all this, she did not tell Yin Zhong. Regardless of blood relationship or not, Yin Qingxuan grew up in the Yin family. In Yin Li's heart, she had long regarded this little girl as her own niece.

Unless Yin Qingxuan herself proposed to trace her ancestral roots, she would not break this window paper.

She smiled softly, holding Ye Haitang's hand and said, "Even if a dragon gives birth to nine sons, they will all be different. Bu Yu has always attached great importance to benevolence, faith, courtesy and righteousness since he was young, and he doesn't have so many twists and turns in his mind. If I don't make this clear, he may never understand the princess's mind in his life."

Ye Haitang immediately pouted her bright red lips.

"But I'm a girl. I can't go to him and confide in him. It's too embarrassing."

Ye Haitang covered her red face and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Yin Li also felt helpless. This kind of thing really couldn't be brought together. Moreover, once she and Ye Zhan got married, the Yin family would have a queen and a princess. If there was also a prince consort, the ministers would definitely complain.

She had never been involved in court affairs before, nor had she thought so much about them. Now that she had been in the palace for so long, listening to Ye Zhan talk about state affairs all day long, she couldn't help but think about it.

Since ancient times, the greater the achievement, the more powerful the relationship is. No matter how strong the relationship is, it cannot compare to the supreme power. Once the emperor senses the threat, he will definitely not let the Yin family go.

It was only later that Yin Li learned that her elder brother and his family had been exiled. Qingxuan had contributed a lot to this matter, and she was very afraid that history would repeat itself, which might be even more miserable than exile.

Ye Haitang had no idea of ​​Yin Li's thoughts. She kept chattering away, her eyes full of the innocence of a little girl in love.

Yin Li looked at her helplessly, wondering what was going on with Qingxuan. She and the emperor had not returned to the capital for a long time. What obstacles had they encountered?

……

Compared with the peaceful life in Beijing, Yincheng has lost its former vitality.

All the disciples who died in the battle were transported to one place and buried in a mass grave of a thousand people. Just like in the North Sea, the top of the city wall was filled with everyone's swords, and the sword tassels swaying in the wind were the proof that they sacrificed their lives for the country!