Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Yin Qingxuan thought for a while and said: "Take it with you, maybe it can be of some use."

"Okay, then listen to you."

Ye Jinglan finally crawled out of bed.

"It's such a cold day that there's no heating or air conditioning. It's really terrible. It shouldn't be so cold over there in Beihai. Otherwise, I might be frozen to death before I even get there."

Yin Qingxuan chuckled and said: "Probably not. If the North Sea freezes, there will be no need to spend so much time on those small days."

Speaking of this, Yin Qingxuan was a little curious again.

"Why do you think these little people have to come to the Central Plains?"

"Do you even need to ask? I didn't hear Wang Shun say that their island is not big. They must have too few resources, so they want to expand their territory here. But if these young people know ninjutsu, I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with."

Ye Jinglan patted his thigh with a pity look on his face, and then said: "Grandma, I still need a perfect operation before I can exchange it for a gun. If you encounter someone who is seriously ill along the way, you must give me some time." , let me rescue them."

Yin Qingxuan hummed and thought about her points again.

It had been a long time since she had experienced a surge. When everything was done, she would go to space for two days and explore it thoroughly.

The two chatted nonsense for a while, and Yin Qingxuan's mood really improved a lot. Seeing that it was almost getting dark, she got up to say goodbye and returned to the palace.

Everything in the palace was as before, the only difference was that Bai Xue suddenly became a lot quieter.

I lay at the door all day long, looking out, eating very little, and not drinking much water from the spiritual spring.

Bai Xue was smarter than the average dog. He must have known that Ye Jingyu had been captured, or maybe he felt guilty because he failed to protect his master.

Yin Qingxuan didn't know how to comfort it, so she walked over and rubbed its huge head.

"Don't think too much. The emperor is protected by a real dragon. He will definitely be able to bring good fortune in times of trouble."

Bai Xue immediately put her head in her arms and shouted softly, as if she was sobbing.

Yin Qingxuan felt uncomfortable when she heard that. She hugged Bai Xue and whispered in its ear: "Let's go find him together in a few days."

Bai Xue immediately raised her head, her dark dog eyes widened and looking at Yin Qingxuan intently.

As if asking, is she telling the truth or a lie?

"I would never lie to a dog, but you have to wait for me for two days."

Bai Xue immediately barked happily, put her big furry paws on Yin Qingxuan's shoulders, and opened her big mouth to lick her face.

Yin Qingxuan quickly pushed Bai Xue away and patted it hard on the back.

"Eat well, you will have to protect me and Xiao Nanfeng when the time comes."

Bai Xue screamed happily and ran into the side hall on the right. After a while, she heard the sound of chewing.

Sure enough, all things have spirits. Yin Qingxuan sighed and returned to the main hall.

Zhang Yujin was on duty at the door, and when she saw Yin Qingxuan, she hurriedly bowed and said, "Slave, please see the imperial concubine. The little prince went to bed early today, and Grandma Li is with her in the palace."

"Oh, I'll go take a look."

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xiao Nanfeng holding a stuffed bear.

The chubby little hands hugged the little bear's neck tightly, as if they were his little friends.

The little face is also pink and tender when sleeping, and occasionally it moves its little mouth, as if it is sucking milk.

There were two charcoal pots beside the bed. When I got closer, I felt a rush of hot air blowing against my face. The little south wind was obviously getting hot too. A little foot had already kicked off a corner of the blanket, revealing a chubby calf. It was very warm. cute.

Yin Qingxuan reached out and touched it, and the child's body was indeed warm.

Aunt Li fiddled with the charcoal fire and asked in a low voice: "Is your Majesty really going to leave the palace in a while?"

"Ah."

She didn't tell Nanny Li, but Yuncai would definitely tell her.

Aunt Li sighed and said, "It's freezing cold here. Will the little prince get frozen to death?"

Yin Qingxuan sat down opposite Nanny Li and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't let him get cold."

Grandma Li's eyes suddenly turned red.

She was reluctant to let her child leave her, but she also understood that the palace had been attacked several times, and she could not protect the little prince with her own abilities.

"I know this. Please be more careful, protect your children, and take care of yourself."

Looking at Grandma Li's appearance, Yin Qingxuan's eyes also filled with soreness.

She smiled and said, "Don't worry, there are palace guards following you, nothing will happen to you."

Aunt Li sniffed, raised her head and said with a smile: "People are so hopeless when they are old, and they always love to regret the spring and autumn. Don't think too much about it, your Majesty, this journey will definitely be smooth and safe."

"Well, mama, please take good care of yourself in the palace and wait for me to come back."

"This slave obeys the order, so I will go back first."

Nanny Li bowed and left. Yin Qingxuan washed herself briefly and turned off the light.

Holding her son's fleshy little body, her heart felt peaceful, and she fell into a deep sleep after a while.

The coast of the North Sea.

The dark sky shrouded Luoxia Town, and from time to time there were calls of seagulls in the distance, mixed with the sound of sea water lapping against boulders, making this quiet town feel a little more eerie.

A figure was walking on the bluestone road at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, it stopped in front of a pavilion.

The three characters "Shengyin Pavilion" are engraved on it in black ink.

The pen is sharp and the handwriting is vigorous.

The man took one look, then carried a black cloth bag and flew into the pavilion.

When he came to the room, the man took off his dark mask, revealing a pale face.

This man was probably in his seventies, with a white beard and white hair, and the wide sleeves of his robe, giving him an air of immortality.

He opened the bag and roughly threw the people inside to the ground.

This man has a handsome appearance and a slender figure. He is the current emperor Ye Jingyu.

His acupuncture points had been tapped by the old man, and he was currently sleeping. Under the dim light, his facial features became more and more three-dimensional and profound.

The old man gave him a cold look, his eyes full of disdain and disgust.

Then he opened the door and walked into another room lit by candlelight.

Lying on the bed was a beautiful-looking middle-aged woman. Her eyes were closed and her face was pale. If her chest hadn't been rising and falling slightly, there would be no trace of her being alive.

Two women holding swords stood respectfully beside the bed, and when they saw the old man, they bowed.

"See the Pavilion Master."

The old man nodded lightly. His voice was hoarse because he was traveling so fast, and his deep sunken eyes could not conceal his fatigue.

"How's Huan'er doing?"

The woman on the left lowered her head and said: "The palm print has never woken up, and its breath has become weaker and weaker in the past two days."

The old man stretched out his hand to take her pulse, and his white eyebrows instantly wrinkled.