"Why is my eldest sister looking at this place like this?"

Yin Buyu was young and strong, and it didn't take much effort to clear almost all the snow beside the grave.

Seeing Yin Qingxuan staring at the grave, she asked in confusion.

Yin Qingxuan snorted and said, "In mother's grave...is there only the body?"

Yin Buyu said casually: "Yes, dad is an honest official, how can he have so many jewels to bury with mom."

Yin Qingxuan blushed. Although she knew that Yin Buyu had no other intentions, she still felt guilty, as if she had some agenda.

Yin Buyu has handed over the shovel.

"Sister, take it back."

"No need, second brother, just keep it. It's not a valuable thing, and it doesn't have much iron. It's not considered a private possession."

"Is it really possible?"

Yin Buyu liked this shovel quite a lot. It was much easier to use than a wooden shovel to shovel snow.

"Ah."

Looking at the naive Yin Buyu, Yin Qingxuan smiled and got on the horse.

The two brothers walked out of the path and followed the flow of people into the city gate.

Arriving at the door of Yin's house, Yin Qingxuan reined in his horse.

Yin Buyu asked: "Sister, why don't you go home and sit down?"

"No, I've been out for a while. I'm thinking about Zhao'er and I have to go back and take a look."

"Then I'll take you back to the palace."

Yin Buyu immediately turned the horse's head.

Yin Qingxuan declined politely: "No, I want to go somewhere else to do something. Second brother, please go back."

"Can you be alone?"

Yin Buyu asked with a worried look on his face.

The two brothers of the Yin family cared deeply for their sister, which moved Yin Qingxuan very much.

"It's still daylight, and I have time to spare. Second brother, don't worry. Just tell Er Niang and me that I will deliver the goods early tomorrow morning. I think those two shops will be almost ready by tomorrow."

After hearing what his eldest sister said, Yin Buyu stopped forcing him.

"Okay, I'll tell Er Niang right now."

Yin Qingxuan smiled and nodded.

"go in."

After saying that, he turned the horse's head and went to Prince Fuyi's Mansion.

Ye Jinglan was lying on the bed with a novel in his hand and snacks and fruits beside him. He was reading and eating at the same time. It was so comfortable.

Seeing Yin Qingxuan, he yawned and said, "It's such a cold day. If you don't stay well in the palace, what are you doing out here?"

“I can’t stay any longer and I’m upset, so I might as well go out for a walk.”

Yin Qingxuan reached for an apple, put it in her mouth and took a few bites of it like she was venting.

In front of Ye Jinglan, she didn't need to hide her thoughts at all. This feeling was very relaxing.

Ye Jinglan yawned and put down the book. Yin Qingxuan took the opportunity to glance at the title of the book, Little Village Widow. It was indeed a book that men loved to read.

"When are you going to leave?"

Ye Jinglan had no intention of getting up, but instead shrank his body into the bed.

"Just wait for two more days. The death anniversary of Yin Qingxuan's mother is coming soon. Now that we have caught up, we can't just leave like this."

Yin Qingxuan leaned on the chair on the side, looking a little tired.

Looking at her, Ye Jinglan frowned slightly.

"You, if you think too much, you will have too many worries. If you look like this, you won't be happy anywhere."

Yin Qingxuan asked: "Then what do you think is happiness?"

Ye Jinglan sat up wrapped in quilt.

"Having good food, good drink, good sleep, no need to worry about making money, no need to worry about having food to eat, isn't this enough happiness?"

Yin Qingxuan shook his head.

"Maybe women are too sentimental. Anyway, I think differently from you."

Ye Jinglan sneered.

"What is sentimentality? You just force yourself to take responsibility. The world is so big, can you manage it? Even the emperor cannot do everything. If you want to be happy, you have to be a refined egoist."

Yin Qingxuan raised her beautiful almond eyes and asked with a smile: "So, you are a sophisticated egoist?"

Ye Jinglan shrugged.

"Aren't I being obvious enough?"

"But you've been helping me."

Ye Jinglan snorted and said, "You are different."

Then added another sentence.

"Who makes you my only fellow countryman?"

"Yes, there will never be a third person in this world."

Yin Qingxuan sighed with emotion and asked, "Are you almost ready with everything?"

Ye Jinglan chuckled and said, "With your universal supermarket here, what else can I prepare? But you'd better get me a cold-resistant sleeping bag. I'm the most afraid of the cold."

Yin Qingxuan rolled her eyes at him and said, "If you have space, why should you use a sleeping bag? Just bring you into the car and you can enter the space."

"That's so boring. It's a rare trip, so it has to have a sense of ceremony."

After Ye Jinglan finished speaking, he suddenly asked with a serious expression: "If you can't find Ye Jingyu, what are you going to do? Should Ye Zhan continue to be the emperor, or should you let your Zhao'er ascend the throne? During the time you are gone, Ye Jinglan will Will Zhan have other thoughts?"

Yin Qingxuan was about to bite the apple, but paused when she heard this.

She had never thought about these issues. She believed in Ye Zhan, so she never considered that he would usurp the throne. She also believed that she could find Ye Jingyu.

After listening to Ye Jinglan's words, Yin Qingxuan realized that he had thought everything was too simple.

Ye Jinglan added: "Ye Zhan has many soldiers and horses, and he is quite famous in the court. Now that Ye Jingyao is dead, although the Yin family has regained military power, after this year of exile, the interpersonal relationships are no longer what they used to be. , I’m afraid it won’t be easy for you and your family to ascend the throne to Zhao’er.”

Yin Qingxuan pursed her lips and placed the half-eaten apple on the table.

"I believe Ye Zhan, he shouldn't be the kind of person who takes advantage of others."

Ye Jinglan said with a look of disdain: "Do you believe that it doesn't matter? Don't you know what Ye Changmengduo means? Once a person stays in a high position for a long time, can he get used to returning to his original position?"

"This……"

Yin Qingxuan was choked suddenly.

"If you want to keep Zhao'er's position, you must win over a few important ministers. Then you will have the right to speak in the court. If it weren't for our relationship, I wouldn't bother to worry about it."

Yin Qingxuan also knew that Ye Jinglan was doing it for her own good, but she was about to leave. If she went to visit the courtiers now, Ye Zhan would definitely be able to guess her thoughts, and it would be counterproductive.

If he really wants to rebel, just relying on a few courtiers will be of no use. Now he can only take a gamble.

But he responded: "I know, I have met with Marshal Guan today, and the two adults from the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Households can also speak. In addition, the Yin family can also get some say. "

Ye Jinglan said with satisfaction: "This is not bad, but you have to be more careful. When you become the Queen Mother, I can enjoy a few days of happiness with you."

Yin Qingxuan's face turned ugly for a moment, and Ye Jinglan also knew that he had said the wrong thing. He coughed dryly and changed the topic elsewhere.

"Wang Shun, do you plan to take it with you?"

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