After becoming an outcast, she relied on the system to raise her children and counterattacked.

Yin Qingxuan and Ye Jingyu have returned to Shengyin Pavilion.

Knowing that both Xiao Nanfeng and Xiao Yinhuan had fallen asleep, the young couple entered the space.

Looking at the double bed that Yin Qingxuan exchanged for, Ye Jingyu couldn't help but sit down for a moment.

Very soft!

He raised his head and saw the little girl standing aside, looking at him with a smile. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, with a hint of ambiguity in his voice.

"Let's sleep here tonight."

Yin Qingxuan was already here, so she naturally knew what he was thinking, and her cheeks turned slightly red.

"We'll talk about it later, let's get down to business first."

Ye Jingyu stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

"This is business!"

Looking at that peach-pink face, Ye Jingyu felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

At the age of [-] or [-], he is full of energy. How can he not miss his wife? Even if he is not a lustful ghost, he can't control himself in front of Yin Qingxuan. He leans over and kisses those two pink lips.

Yin Qingxuan put her hand on his chest and gasped softly.

"Isn't Ayu going to meditate by the spiritual spring?"

Ye Jingyu grabbed the two restless little hands, intertwined their fingers with hers, and pressed her petite body against the soft big bed.

"There's no rush to go later."

He murmured something, and his cool lips kissed the delicate collarbone.

Yin Qingxuan snorted softly and called softly: "Ayu..."

"I am here."

Ye Jingyu hugged the waist that was not tight enough to hold, and his strong arms seemed to want to rub the little woman under him into his body.

Yin Qingxuan let out a low groan, and her lips were sealed again domineeringly.

The male scent rushed into her nose, making Yin Qingxuan feel dizzy and her mind went blank.

She subconsciously stretched out her hands and hugged Ye Jingyu's neck. She arched her body slightly, as if she was craving for his heat, and small moans escaped from the corners of her lips from time to time.

Ye Jingyu was very satisfied with the little woman's reaction. He carefully hooked her waist and pressed her closely...

After an unknown amount of time, the charm finally faded away, and Yin Qingxuan lay weakly on the bed, not even bothering to open her eyes.

Looking at the little woman wrapped in a quilt, Ye Jingyu smiled hoarsely, pulled her out of the quilt, and carried her to the spiritual spring.

"Be good, go to sleep later."

He held Yin Qingxuan with one hand and filled some spiritual spring water with the other hand to clean Yin Qingxuan's body.

Yin Qingxuan quickly covered herself and said in panic: "No."

Ye Jingyu flicked two drops of water on Yin Qingxuan's face, and said with a smile: "We are an old couple, what are you afraid of."

Yin Qingxuan reached out to wipe her face, but Ye Jingyu had already placed her in the huge bathtub.

The spiritual spring water immediately enveloped the body, and the fatigue faded away like a tide, and Yin Qingxuan quickly became energetic.

She grabbed the two hands that were wiping oil everywhere and pushed him aside with an angry look on her face.

"Hate it, I'll do it myself."

Ye Jingyu loved her angry look, but he was afraid of really annoying Yin Qingxuan, so he had to give up.

After washing his body, he put on his robe meticulously, and then sat by the spiritual spring.

Yin Qingxuan also put on her skirt. She wanted to take advantage of her tiredness and take an early rest, but when she was hit by the spiritual spring, she lost her sleepiness.

He simply sat aside and looked at Ye Jingyu.

I was also thinking rapidly in my mind.

Since He Yuntong dared to make such a guarantee, it proved that Ye Jingyu's headache really had nothing to do with Jinling, so there was only one possibility left.

Ye Jingyu was plotted in the palace.

Concubine Huan was his biological mother, so it was naturally impossible for her to take action against him. The person who plotted against him was probably another person who made him undefended.

If this reasoning is really true, then who is this person?What is his purpose in doing this?

Among the many people, the only one Ye Jingyu could trust was probably Ye Zhan. Could it be that he was the one who attacked Ye Jingyu?

Thinking of this, Yin Qingxuan's brows suddenly wrinkled.

Could it be that Ye Zhan has been holding back for the sake of the throne?

But how did he know that Ye Jingyu would definitely become the emperor? If Ye Jingyu hadn't arranged it for many years, it would have been Ye Jingyao who ascended the throne after the death of the previous emperor.

Even if Ye Zhan really has the right treasure, he can come back to fight for power after the death of the late emperor. He has a large army, and it should not be difficult to deal with Ye Jingyu.

Even if he lost the opportunity, he could take advantage of Ye Jingyu being taken away by Pavilion Master Xiao and raise an army to rebel. Why should he stay in the capital and be Ye Jingyu's puppet?

Thinking of this, Yin Qingxuan shook her head.

It shouldn't be him, there must be someone else.

Although she didn't know what this man's purpose was, she had an ominous premonition.

At this time, Ye Jingyu had already listened to the sound of gurgling water and slowly fell into meditation.

The internal energy in the body slowly flows with the thoughts, and the person has entered a state of selflessness.

When his thoughts were quiet, a huge red circle of light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The circle of light slowly circled above his head, and finally fell on him. Then it suddenly tightened, and a strong sense of suffocation came from deep in his heart. Ye Jingyu suddenly opened his eyes, and he jumped up from where he was.