Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

"This……"

As soon as Yin Qingxuan said a word, Pavilion Master Xiao stopped her.

"This matter has been settled. I still need to find someone to help find out what's going on with Huan'er. You stay here for now. If you need anything, just ask Hua Qian."

Pavilion Master Xiao admired Yin Qingxuan very much, and his tone became much gentler.

Yin Qingxuan bowed and said, "Thank you Pavilion Master Xiao for taking care of me. Qingxuan will definitely protect Concubine Huan."

Pavilion Master Xiao nodded and went out with He Yuntong.

When he came outside the pavilion, He Yuntong asked: "Who is that girl and why can she play Fengyi Qin?"

Pavilion Master Xiao gasped slightly and said, "She is the current imperial concubine, and she is also the person chosen by Lin Xiao."

He Yuntong was a little shocked.

"Is she Yin Qingxuan?"

He Yuntong heard Dong Ziyu say something about this little girl, so he still had an impression.

Thinking of his junior brother Lin Xiao again, He Yuntong couldn't help but sigh.

"Although Lin Xiao is paranoid, he has good vision."

Pavilion Master Xiao snorted and said: "Since Xiao Feng'er's death, he has been crazy. Who knows where he has gone? If I had known the consequences would be so painful, I shouldn't have tasted them that day. If he didn't indulge in love, he would have gone crazy." In the art of swordsmanship, I am afraid no one can match him.”

He Yuntong also looked regretful.

Lin Xiao is indeed an extraordinary talent. When he was a teenager, he was able to achieve the state of combining man and sword. He once challenged eighteen major sects without losing.

If such a talented and beautiful person could come to Beihai, it would be a great help.

That day, he asked Dong Ziyu to go to the capital to look for him, just to prepare for the Battle of Beihai. He didn't want Lin Xiao to suddenly leave without saying goodbye, and there has been no news yet.

Dong Ziyu said that he had been restless for a few days before leaving, as if he wanted to meet someone. The specific reason was unknown to Dong Ziyu.

Pavilion Master Xiao really didn't want to mention Lin Xiao anymore, so as not to hurt the feelings between himself and He Yuntong, he said: "Now that Divine Doctor Ning is dead, I can only go to the sword-holding elder of Tianyuan Sect. Although his medical skills are not as good as Ning Zhongze, But it is much better than those quack doctors."

He Yuntong smiled slightly and said: "Elder Xu's medical skills are still very good, but I look at Huan'er and it seems that he is not as serious as before. Could it be that he took some pills to cure it?"

Hearing this, Pavilion Master Xiao suddenly remembered that a stream of clear water had flowed through his throat when he was unconscious, and Shen Shen's internal energy began to slowly circulate. If not for this, He Yuntong's internal energy alone might not have allowed him to recover so quickly. .

But I don’t know what they gave themselves to drink?

Seeing Pavilion Master Xiao frowning and thinking, He Yuntong asked: "Old Xiao, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I would like to congratulate the sect master for lending a helping hand today. I would like to thank you in advance."

He Yun said: "You and I have known each other for many years, so don't say such things to outsiders. I still have some things to deal with, so I won't accompany you to Tianyuan Sect. You have not recovered from your old wounds, so be careful."

Pavilion Master Xiao smiled boldly and said, "Don't worry, I won't die that easily."

Seeing that Pavilion Master Xiao was so angry, He Yuntong was relieved and took Dong Ziyu away.

Dong Ziyu never spoke to Yin Qingxuan, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Although he knew that Yin Qingxuan was not a senior, in Dong Ziyu's eyes, Yin Qingxuan was still an expert.

If she hadn't sent him the spiritual spring, he wouldn't have been able to enter the country like this. Dong Ziyu remained tight-lipped when his master asked him several times. When we meet in Beihai this time, he really wants to ask how Yin Qingxuan is doing.

Seeing that his apprentice was silent, He Yuntong asked, "What's the matter? Are you worried?"

Dong Ziyu scratched his head out of habit and said in a naive voice: "I wanted to have a few words with Miss Yin, but it seems I have no chance today."

He Yuntong looked at his apprentice with a loving expression.

"Since Miss Yin is Xiao Yinhuan's daughter-in-law, she will not leave for a while. She is busy reminiscing about the past, so you should not make trouble."

Dong Ziyu nodded repeatedly.

"Master is right. Anyway, the days are long and we can always see you."

"Well, let's go back first. How many disciples in the sect are injured and need urgent treatment."

After He Yuntong finished speaking, he quickened his pace.

Shengyin Pavilion.

Yin Qingxuan gave Concubine Huan some more spiritual spring water. After thinking about it, she still thought it would be better for her to take a bath in the spiritual spring, so she called Hua Qian outside the door.

"Aunt Hua, I still have some medicinal springs here. This stuff is very effective in healing and detoxifying. If Aunt Hua can trust it, give the concubine a dip. Maybe it will have miraculous effects."

Hua Qian didn't believe it at first, but after Pavilion Master Xiao drank the spiritual spring, it seemed to have an effect, and Concubine Huan, who had been in a coma for many days, also woke up. Maybe it was really the effect of this medicinal spring.

Anyway, the bath was not bad, so he bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yin Qingxuan returned the favor. After all, this was not a palace, and he could no longer use the palace etiquette in the world.

"Please also ask Aunt Hua to find me a wooden barrel, and I will go get the medicinal spring right away."

"Okay, sorry to bother you."

Hua Qian immediately called Qin'er and asked her to prepare things. In the room, Princess Huan was still holding Ye Jingyu.

There is no mother in this world who doesn't want her children. For so many years, Princess Huan misses her son every day.

It's just that she has faked her death and escaped and can no longer go to the capital to see Ye Jingyu. Moreover, she also promised her adoptive father that she would practice her piano skills well in this life and no longer be tainted by the worldly affairs. Now that she suddenly saw her son, she no longer knew how to express her joy. .

"Hao Yu'er, I didn't expect that you have grown so big. Mom is really happy. Even if she is dreaming, she will wake up with a smile when she can see you."

Ye Jingyu rested his head on Princess Huan's shoulder, just like he did when he was a child. The familiar smell made him feel at ease.

Hearing this, Ye Jingyu raised his head.

"Concubine, this is not a dream, the baby is really here, not only the baby, but also your daughter-in-law and grandchildren."

"Isn't it a dream?"

Concubine Huan murmured.

Ye Jingyu looked at his mother and concubine with a complicated expression, and said in a gentle voice: "Of course not, if you pinch yourself, Meng won't hurt."

Concubine Huan reached out her hand dubiously and pinched her leg. It really hurt.

He couldn't help but sit up excitedly, but he felt a stabbing pain in his internal organs. He frowned and let out a muffled groan.

Ye Jingyu quickly supported Princess Huan.

"Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Concubine Huan didn't want her son to worry about her, so she smiled.

"Mom is fine, don't call me concubine again in the future."

"Yes, I know. Mom, please lie down and rest for a while. I will definitely find a way to cure you."

Ye Jingyu carefully laid his mother-in-law back on the bed, when Hua Qian and Yin Qingxuan walked in from the door.

Behind him were two male disciples holding swords and carrying a large wooden barrel.