Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

The white-haired man ignored him and said to Yin Qingxuan: "Go and attack jade."

"Yes."

Yin Qingxuan nodded slightly, glanced at Dong Ziyu, and then returned to the room.

However, sitting by the piano, my mind was empty again.

All she could imagine was the scene of crashing waves and roaring winds. If she were asked to make music based on these things, she would have no way to start.

After sitting for a long time, Yin Qingxuan said helplessly: "Junior still can't get the point."

The white-haired man was a little disappointed.

"Then remember to solidify your mind first."

After saying that, he hugged Xiao Nanfeng and went out.

Time flies, and it’s noon in a blink of an eye.

In the Jinluan Hall, Li Defu shouted to withdraw from the court.

Ye Jingyu pressed the handrail of the faucet and stood up from the dragon chair.

The bright yellow robe made him look handsome and powerful, with extraordinary bearing. His sharp phoenix eyes swept over the ministers, making him intimidating.

Everyone bowed their heads and bowed their bodies and exited the Jinluan Palace. No one dared to look up.

Ye Jingyu had already entered the side hall, and Li Defu quickly ran in with someone, helping Ye Jingyu take off his imperial crown and put on casual clothes.

Qin Tian had already led Fei Mo to the door of the side hall.

"Your Majesty, we can go."

The Red Flame Army was ready to go, and Ye Jingyu said he wanted to see Ye Zhan.

In previous years, he would come back on the Queen Mother's birthday. Now that the Queen Mother is dead, I don't know when we will see him again.

Thinking that the emperor's uncle had protected him since he was a child, Ye Jingyu felt even more reluctant.

He got on his horse and got out of the palace with the horse under its belly.

At the gate of the imperial city, Ye Zhan was still dressed in white robes, sitting high on a war horse, with a solemn look on his handsome face, and his military posture was evident in his movements.

Behind him followed a group of red flame soldiers wearing red armor, like a ball of flames, which made the snow-like white robes even more eye-catching.

Seeing Ye Jingyu and a group of guards galloping towards him, Ye Zhan turned over and dismounted, stretched out his robes and half-knelt on the ground, performing a standard military commander's salute.

"Your Majesty Ye Zhan, please see your Majesty."

Ye Jingyu jumped off the horse neatly and helped Ye Zhan up with both hands.

"Uncle, there is no need to be polite, please get up quickly."

Ye Zhan stood up slowly and looked at Ye Jingyu.

He said in a gentle voice: "I don't know when I'll see you again. Your Majesty must cherish this farewell and don't let your body be exhausted by state affairs."

Hearing this, Ye Jingyu's throat couldn't help but feel dry.

Apart from his mother and concubine, Ye Zhan is the person who treats him best in the world.

Although the two are about the same age, in Ye Jingyu's heart, Ye Zhan has long been like a teacher and a father to him, and he is also the person he is closest to.

"Don't worry, uncle. I will take good care of you and wait to see you again."

Ye Jingyu's voice was a little dry. He took a deep breath and said, "When Beimuda is pacified, it will be the time for the emperor's uncle to return to the court."

Ye Zhan said in a sonorous tone: "I will live up to the emperor's trust."

After saying that, he took the golden bell out of his arms and handed it to Ye Jingyu.

Although he really wanted to find Dong Ziyu and investigate Yin Li's matter, state affairs were more important than personal feelings.

Ye Zhan stayed up all night, and finally decided to return to Suihan City first, and then find the Sword Slayer Sect.

Seeing the golden bell in Ye Zhan's hand, Ye Jingyu was a little surprised, and then he felt a headache and staggered for a moment.

Ye Zhan reached out to support him and asked with concern: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"nothing."

Ye Jingyu calmed down and said in a difficult voice: "For some reason, I am particularly sensitive to this ringtone. I get a splitting headache every time I hear it."

Ye Zhan quickly took out a thick piece of velvet from the horse bag, wrapped the golden bell and placed it in Ye Jingyu's arms.

"How is it now?"

Ye Jingyu took a deep breath and smiled lightly: "It's much better now."

Ye Zhan glanced at his face and asked, "Has your Majesty heard this kind of ringtone before?"

Ye Jingyu shook his head.

"No, I don't remember hearing about this."

Ye Zhan let go of the hand holding him, frowned slightly and said, "Since you are so sensitive to this sound, there must be an unknown connection."

Ye Jingyu nodded and said, "I think so too. Since the emperor's uncle has given this thing to me, I will definitely study it carefully."

"Okay, remember to take care of yourself."

After Ye Zhan finished speaking, he bowed to Ye Jingyu again.

"It's getting late, it's time for me to set off."

Ye Jingyu also knew that this parting was inevitable, so he said, "Uncle, take care."

"The same goes for the Emperor."

After Ye Zhan finished speaking, he got on his horse.

The Red Flame soldiers parted like a tide, making way for Ye Zhan.

Ye Zhan didn't look back. He shook the reins, patted the horse and ran straight out of the city.

At the same time, a figure wearing a gorgeous purple robe stood on the top of the mountain waving a fan.

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and he smiled crazily.

He said in a whisper: "Ye Zhan, Ye Zhan, you finally came out..."