Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Ye Jingyu's hands were like lightning, and his slender fingers had already clasped Yin Zhong's elbow.

"You don't need to be polite, Yin Aiqing. How are you doing in the court?"

Yin Zhong felt a mountain-like power coming from those five fingers. He couldn't move at all. How could he still kneel down, so he had to bend down a little more.

There is something strange in my heart. When did the emperor's martial arts become so powerful?

But he said: "Back to the emperor, everything is fine in the court. Your Majesty, your concubine, please come in and have a cup of tea, and let me do my best as a landlord."

Ye Jingyu nodded.

"Alright."

He took off his broad hood and walked into the hall door first.

Yin Xingyun sent Baoler back to Lanxin Courtyard and rode straight to the palace.

Royal study room.

Ye Zhan was standing by the window looking at the begonia flowers in the courtyard. It was early May and it was not too hot yet. The occasional cool breeze blew through, which made people feel calm and refreshed.

A piece of moon-white petals fell with the wind, and the graceful gesture of slowly falling to the ground actually made Ye Zhan feel a little Zen, and he couldn't help but whisper: "Flowers bloom and fall without regrets, fate comes and goes like water!"

He and Yin Li hit it off and talked happily. He didn't want to return to Beijing again, but there was no trace of that person.

Maybe he is the flower, and Yin Li is the passing water. The roots of love are planted at one glance, but they are destined to be together after all.

Yin Qingxuan said in her heart that she had asked all the sects, but there was no news about Yin Li. Maybe...she is really gone.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhan sighed heavily.

Li Defu hurriedly asked: "Your Majesty, are you tired? Do you want my servant to relax your muscles and bones?"

Since the imperial concubine left, the emperor has become more and more melancholy.

Except for reviewing memorials, he spent the rest of the time standing in front of the window. I don't know what he was thinking. He didn't even go back to Chengtian Palace very much. He stayed in the Imperial Study Room almost all day long. Li Defu was really afraid that he would get bored.

Then he had the courage to say: "If the emperor doesn't believe me, I will accompany the emperor to Chongwu Hall. There are memorials every day. It can't be read in one or two days."

Ye Zhan said in a calm voice: "No, you don't need to be here to accompany me. Please step aside. I want to be quiet for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a young eunuch walking in quickly from outside the door, kowtowing and saying: "Your Majesty, General Yin is back."

Ye Zhan suddenly looked happy.

"Please."

Yin Xingyun walked into the palace gate with dragon and tiger steps.

"Your Majesty, Yin Xingyun, would like to send my regards to the Emperor."

"No need, this trip..."

Ye Zhan finished speaking and turned to Li Defu.

"You all stand down. You are not allowed to enter unless summoned."

"Yes."

Li Defu responded and led a group of eunuchs to retreat far away.

Ye Zhan stretched out his hand to pull Yin Xingyun up and asked urgently: "Can the little princess Jiangwu escape from danger? Will she see the emperor and the imperial concubine during this trip?"

Yin Xingyun clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Zhuo Jing is fine now. The Emperor and the Imperial Concubine have both returned to Beijing with the ministers and are currently at the Yin family."

Hearing that Ye Jingyu and Yin Qingxuan were back, Ye Zhan felt happy again.

"Are they okay?"

Yin Xingyun bowed and said: "Everything is fine, have a safe trip."

"That's good. I will leave the palace right now and follow you to visit the Yin family."

Arriving outside the palace, Ye Zhan immediately took off the mask and returned to his original appearance.

Yin Mansion.

Ye Jingyu was sitting in the main seat in the front hall, talking about state affairs with Yin Zhong. His brows were full of heroism and his spirit was faint. He had the vigor of a young man and the majesty of a king.

Yin Qingxuan and Su Minglan were chatting about the shop. Next to them was Yin Ziluo, who was teasing Xiao Nanfeng. The whole family was having a great time.

Suddenly, a steady sound of footsteps was heard outside the door, and a tall figure wearing a moon-white robe had walked in from the door.