Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Yin Qingxuan gritted her teeth and thought: If you go all out, you have to try to see if you can succeed. Sitting back and waiting for death is not her style.

She stood up slowly, her black and white eyes looking directly at the masked old man without any evasion.

The voice was like clear spring water, clear and cold, and passed into the ears of the masked old man word by word.

"I will not retreat. Please ask the seniors to leave. Although we are not martial arts people, we are not without the ability to protect ourselves. If the seniors continue to be aggressive, the juniors will not be polite."

The old man laughed and seemed to appreciate Yin Qingxuan very much.

"You have such a loud tone, little girl. Let me see how rude you are."

"Xuan'er, don't fight with him."

Ye Jingyu forced himself to pick up the sword, but felt his whole body went weak and he sat down on the ground again.

Ye Zhan's situation wasn't much better either. His snow-like white shirt had already been dyed a bright red, like a blooming flower, which looked shocking.

He also has no strength, but whenever he can move, he will try his best to protect Ye Jingyu, partly because of the love between uncle and nephew, and partly because of the loyalty between king and minister.

But now, he could only watch, his whole body was like a pile of mud, and he had no strength at all.

Yin Qingxuan glanced over and knew the situation of the two of them. Now she could only rely on her [-]-[-]. If she could fight this old monster and lose both sides, it would be a gain.

"Don't worry Ayu, I'm fine."

Yin Qingxuan quickly exchanged the [-]-[-] Kai, as well as the speed of space and jumping ability. Her petite body drew an afterimage, and slapped the masked old man with a palm.

The masked old man seemed a little surprised. He didn't expect that this female doll, who only looked like a teenager, could be so fast. She was a prodigy in martial arts. If he hadn't had something important to do, he might have given her some tips.

But right now, he just wants to make a quick decision and take Ye Jingyu away.

She used three levels of her inner strength on her wrist, trying to make Yin Qingxuan retreat when she saw the difficulty. With a muffled bang, the two palms of her hands hit together.

The masked old man felt a powerful force coming from the girl's hand, and he involuntarily took a step back.

Yin Qingxuan also took a step back, her expression as usual.

The other party was not injured, and she was equally fine.

After using the [-]-[-] attack, the extent of her injuries was completely out of her control, but depended on how hard the enemy used it.

The masked old man said something.

She was able to block [-]% of his internal strength. This girl really had some abilities.

He immediately raised his skill to [-]%, curled his fingers into sword points, and pointed at Yin Qingxuan.

Yin Qingxuan changed her palm to fist and smashed it without any tricks.

boom.

There was another muffled sound, and the two of them each took three steps back.

The masked old man finally showed a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

She didn't expect that the royal family would have such a master, so she underestimated her, and felt a little impatient in her heart.

"Try taking another slap from me."

The internal strength reached [-]%, and overwhelming pressure came from all directions. The air seemed to be squeezed into one place, and Ye Jingyu and Ye Zhan vomited a mouthful of blood at the same time.

It was as if his body was being squeezed by something, and his internal organs seemed to be distorted.

Just in the blink of an eye, the breath changed again, and another huge force surged from Yin Qingxuan's body, which was not inferior to that of the old man.

The masked old man was once again surprised. Who did this female doll learn from? She had such strong power. If she could go to Beihai to fight the enemy, it would be a big help.

When he was stunned, Yin Qingxuan raised her fist again and hit him fiercely.

The masked old man couldn't help but be moved by his love for talent, and wanted to test Yin Qingxuan's ability, so he clashed with him head-on.

There was only a loud explosion, and the ground was struck by a powerful force, sinking a foot deep, and a trace of bright red appeared on the lips of the masked old man.

Yin Qingxuan also spit out a mouthful of blood, and the wound on her abdomen was opened by Qi Jin. Her body shook violently and she sat down on the ground.

"Xuan'er!"

Ye Jingyu reached out and hugged her.

"How are you?"

"I am fine."

Yin Qingxuan twitched the corners of her lips, but then vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Jingyu felt a dampness in his hands, and when he lowered his head, he realized that Yin Qingxuan's clothes were stained red with blood.

Seeing Yin Qingxuan's wound open, Ye Jingyu felt like his heart was twisting in a knife.

He owed this woman too much. From the time she married into the Prince's Palace to entering the Cold Palace, even if she lived in the Jinwu Palace, he could not let her live a stable life for a day.

Ye Jingyu didn't say it, but it didn't mean he wouldn't think about it. He had always felt guilty about Yin Qingxuan. He wanted to spend the rest of his life accompanying Yin Qingxuan and give her the most distinguished position in the world. However, this time, he really wanted to break his promise. .

Everything about the two of them getting along flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, and Ye Jingyu couldn't help but clenched his fingers.

As a man, it is his responsibility to protect his wife.

All pride and self-esteem are nothing compared to the safety of the one you love.

At this moment, he only had one thought, which was to keep Yin Qingxuan alive.

Cool lips brushed across Yin Qingxuan's ear, and the hoarse voice was full of deep affection.

"Xuan'er, promise me that you will raise Zhao'er well and make him a good emperor who can benefit the people."

After saying this, Ye Jingyu straightened his robes, gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Ayu!"

Yin Qingxuan was so anxious that she reached out to grab Ye Jingyu, but he threw her away.

He staggered to the side of the masked old man, pursed his thin lips vigorously, as if he had shed all his pride and dignity, lifted his robe, knelt down heavily, and then slowly bent down. .

"Junior is donating blood for the senior, and I ask the senior to be merciful and spare the lives of my wife and the emperor's uncle."