Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

At this time, Ashlan was running towards Naikang Mountain with her four maids.

Tonggu Pass has always been guarded by Zhou people. If they want to return to Jiangwu, they can only climb over the mountain.

After a few days of rest, Ashlan's physical strength has almost recovered, and her face has become much rosier.

He walked up the mountain like flying, as if walking on flat ground. The four maids followed closely behind him, all of them panting and dripping with sweat.

When he reached the top of the mountain, Ashlan stopped. He put his hands behind his back and looked at Tonggu Pass in the distance.

This is the last natural danger of the Great Zhou Dynasty. If we can get Tonggu Pass, we can march straight in and capture Kyoto.

He has been playing with Dazhou for so long, and it's time to go back and have a real battle with these drunkards.

Thinking that Yin Qingxuan should have arrived in Jiangwu at this time, I couldn't help but feel happy.

Now that Ye Zhan is dead and both Yin Qingxuan and Yin Xingyun are in his hands, what will happen even if Yin Zhong comes back?

Tiger poison does not eat its children, so he did not believe that Yin Zhong could risk the lives of his sons and daughters.

No matter how he fights this battle, he can definitely win.

Thinking of this, Ashlan couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips and reveal an evil smile.

The maid quickly handed over the water and beef with soy sauce.

"My lord, do you want to take a rest?"

"Alright."

Ashilan lifted up her robe, sat down on a big rock, picked up a piece of sliced ​​beef with her slender fingers, and ate it elegantly.

The gentle mountain breeze blew by, bringing with it a hint of coolness, and Ashilan's robe was also blown up a bit.

He squinted his eyes and looked down the mountain with an expression of enjoyment.

He liked climbing this mountain when he was a child. Every time he stood on the top of the mountain and looked into the distance, he would have the pleasure of seeing all the mountains at a glance.

At that time, he was thinking that sooner or later, everything he looked at would be in his hands.

Only in this way will you not be bullied.

Thinking of the miserable situation of her childhood, a fierce look flashed in Ashilan's eyes.

Jiangwu has always treated its concubine princes like this since ancient times. The fittest survive and the unfit are eliminated. Only the legitimate sons can enjoy the education of the Zhou people and learn to ride horses and archery.

Although they have the blood of the royal family, they are no different from animals, and they even have to compete with pigs and dogs for food.

Thinking of countless brothers dying under her own sword, Aslan smiled faintly. They should thank themselves for helping them get out of trouble as soon as possible.

Now that the old king is dead, the new king Wu En is just a puppet at his own mercy, and there is Wu En's sister Bao Leer. Ashlan suddenly has some expectations. What kind of choice will Yin Xingyun make when he regains his memory one day?

No matter what he chooses, it will be the greatest pain in his life, and it will also be the greatest retribution for the Yin family who killed him.

Ashlan took a sip of wine, picked up another piece of beef, and chewed it slowly.

Thinking of Zhu Yuyan, Ashilan's brows suddenly raised a bit.

This woman's origins are unknown, and she has many tricks, so she is not trustworthy, but her life essence Gu is an excellent thing. The two of them have interests involved at the moment, so they can't touch her yet.

He still has to use her Gu to deal with Yin Zhong. As long as he takes Tonggu Pass, he can send her to the West.

Looking at the fourth maid behind her with lowered eyebrows and eyes, Ashilan smiled sarcastically. The people she trained were equally untrustworthy.

After swallowing the third piece of beef into her throat, Ashlan stood up.

He said calmly: "It's time to go down the mountain."

"Yes."

The fourth maid quickly packed her bags and followed Ashlan.

At this time, it was getting dark.

The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the palace wall through the mottled branches and leaves, coating the red bricks and green tiles with a golden halo.

Ye Jinglan sat on the soft couch and ate her meal, her delicate face full of joy.

Next to her, Concubine An couldn't stop crying, her eyes red from crying.

Ye Jinglan didn't bother to look at her. The food in his mouth became more and more delicious as he chewed it.

Although he failed to cure Ye Zhan, Ye Jingyu still kept his promise and gave him an imperial edict to open a mansion.

The reason was that his birthday conflicted with that of the royal family and he had to move outside the palace. However, there was one thing: he could not leave the capital at will.

This made Ye Jinglan very unhappy, but he had no other choice. Leaving the palace now was the most important thing.

Concubine An was crying with runny nose and tears.

"My poor Lan'er, how old are you? The emperor asked you to leave the palace and open a mansion. Can you take care of yourself?"

Ye Jinglan finished the last bite of the dish and said calmly: "Don't worry, only a slave can take care of you. Why can't you take care of yourself?"

Concubine An's tears fell even more fiercely.

"Mom is still worried."

Ye Jinglan took out his hand and said impatiently: "What are you worried about? Do you want the matter to be exposed and let me die with you?"

Concubine An was slightly startled.

"You...what do you mean by that?"

Ye Jinglan looked at her indifferently and said word by word: "Whether I am of royal blood or not, you know this better than anyone else."

Concubine An's face suddenly turned pale.

"You...what nonsense are you talking about?"

Ye Jinglan said calmly: "If my guess is right, you and Xuanzhen must have known each other a long time ago. It was not just an accident that he met the late emperor. It was rare that you were so calm when he died. Concubines, indeed, do not have a simple role.”

Ye Jinglan's tone was completely that of an adult. He looked at Taipin An without concealing the sarcasm in his tone.

Concubine An couldn't help but clenched the handkerchief tightly, her fingers trembling slightly.

"You...how did you know?"

Ye Jinglan took a sip of water and said slowly: "Can you hide such a simple thing from me? You go to the chanting pavilion to offer incense on the 15th of every month, and the dead monk even comes to Chuyue Palace to perform rituals every month. Even if you pretend to be similar enough, you can't escape my eyes."

Seeing that she couldn't hide it, Concubine An slowly calmed down.

"Whoever asked the late emperor to bring me into the palace dotes on Ye Jingyu's mother. If he throws away my infatuation, I will cuckold him. Moreover, Xuanzhen and I were childhood sweethearts, and the late emperor Destroyed us.”

Concubine An's voice was calm, but her eyes could not hide the hatred.

Ye Jinglan suddenly felt a little bit gossipy.

"I heard that Concubine Huan died miserably. Could this matter be related to you?"

Concubine An's face looked a little ugly: "You can't say this nonsense. Jinwu Palace has always been heavily guarded. How can I get in?"

"That's good. You have to take good care of yourself when I'm not in the palace from now on. When I get better, I might take you out too."

Ye Jinglan jumped to the ground, patted Taiping's hand, and went back to pack his things.

Looking at Ye Jinglan's back, the feeling of disobedience in An Taipin's heart came out again.

Ever since he was injured, he seemed to be a different person.

Thinking of Concubine Huan's death, Concubine An frowned again.

This matter has always been an unsolved case in the palace, and she also wants to know who killed the Crown Princess.

She suddenly thought of the two men in black who appeared in the palace on the night when Princess Huan died...

I couldn't help but shudder, and quickly got rid of these unnecessary thoughts from my mind.