Yin Qingxuan's face turned red and she quickly resisted him.

"No, Sect Master He and the others are in the dark. I don't want to be seen."

Only then did Ye Jingyu remember that there were two seniors lurking behind him, and he couldn't help but coughed.

"The moonlight is quite beautiful tonight, and the song you just sang is also very nice. What's its name?"

Yin Qingxuan chuckled, what is all this?

She still answered seriously: "The name of the song is Under the Sea. The singer wrote it about a friend of hers. She hopes that the friend can feel her care through the song, and also hopes that this song can give her strength. Stay with her through this difficult time."

"Then what happened in the end?"

Ye Jingyu asked curiously.

Yin Qingxuan smiled.

"I don't know, maybe her friend has recovered."

According to information on the Internet, this is a song written for a patient with depression. It is precisely because the author feels the same way that he can write about the helplessness and suffocation surrounded by darkness, which is particularly suitable for Fangruo's state of mind just now.

Yin Qingxuan also thought of this song out of curiosity, but she didn't expect it to actually work.

Think of it as accumulating some merit for Xiao Nanfeng. Saving one person is always more meaningful than killing one.

But if Fangruo really does all the bad things like Zhu Yuyan, Yin Qingxuan will naturally not waste these thoughts.

Thinking of this, she smiled calmly, looked at Ye Jingyu and asked, "Are we just going to sit here?"

"Well, I don't want to let down Senior He's kindness."

"What about Pavilion Master Xiao?"

The old man has already taken the elites of the sect and led Gouzi to search for the person.

To avoid that person trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain, he contacted He Yuntong and Mr. Xu Zhang, and then he dared to use Ye Jingyu as bait to let them stay at the beach.

Ye Jingyu snorted and said nothing.

Yin Qingxuan tapped the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "Stop telling the truth. If you really hate Pavilion Master Xiao, why did you ask him to be careful before leaving?"

Ye Jingyu said harshly: "That's just a polite comment, how can we take it seriously."

Yin Qingxuan shook her head helplessly.

"You two, young and old, are all really stubborn."

Ye Jingyu grabbed the restless finger, put it to his lips and kissed it gently.

"Isn't it the same with Xuan'er? Mother asked you to stay in the pavilion, why did you come with me?"

Yin Qingxuan smiled brightly.

"Fool, what do you think?"

She quickly took out her hand, picked up her skirt and ran away.

Ye Jingyu immediately chased after him.

Neither of them used Qing Kung, they just laughed and ran on the beach in the moonlight.

At the same time, Yin Qingxuan's letter was finally delivered to Beijing.

Yin Zhong quickly opened the letter and finally relaxed after knowing that his daughter was fine. He had been worried for many days.

Yin Buyu quickly snatched the letter and muttered: "How is my eldest sister? It's time for dad to tell me."

Yin Zhong took a sip of tea and said, "You have snatched the letter away, what else do you want me to say?"

Yin Buyu chuckled, quickly took it under the oil lamp, and read it word by word.

Immediately she said with a smile on her face: "My eldest sister said that everything went very smoothly, and maybe I can come back before the year."

Yin Xingyun took the letter and glanced at the end of it.

"Where did this letter come from?"

The servant was stunned for a moment and said, "The messenger didn't say anything."

Yin Buyu immediately asked: "Is there anything wrong?"

Yin Xingyun smiled slightly and said: "No, I heard that there is another letter to the emperor. Maybe important things are recorded in it. I will send it to the palace right away."

Yin Zhong hummed and said, "Well, it's been almost two months since I received Qingxuan's letter. Your Majesty must have been waiting impatiently."

Yin Buyu asked in confusion: "Why don't eldest sister send the messenger directly to the palace? Wouldn't it be more convenient?"

"Messengers entering the palace need to be scrutinized strictly. Perhaps it was for this reason that the letter was sent back to the Yin family."

After listening to his elder brother's words, Yin Buyu let out a cry, and Yin Xingyun had already signed the lacquer-sealed letter and went out through the falling snow.

Royal Palace.

The lights were still on in the royal study, and Li Defu was dozing off behind the dragon case with his sleeves folded.

Ye Zhan was sitting on the dragon chair, holding a bamboo scroll in his hand. His eyes were focused on something and he didn't turn it over for a long time.

Time flies by like water, and in the blink of an eye, Yin Qingxuan has been gone for more than a month.

What's the situation on the other side of Beihai? Is the Emperor well?

Has Yin Qingxuan met his master, and... has he found any clues about Yin Li?

These questions tortured Ye Zhan in his heart every day, but he had nowhere to ask.

He could only think about it all day long, so he could only focus all his energy on court affairs.

When I was dazed, I suddenly saw a young eunuch running in from outside the door. He said with a happy face: "Your Majesty, there is a letter from the imperial concubine. It was delivered by Prince Yin himself. He is just outside the palace gate."

Ye Zhan stood up vigorously.

"Quick, let him in."

After a cup of tea, Yin Xingyun walked in from the door covered with snowflakes. He lifted his robe and knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, Yin Xingyun, comes to see the Emperor. Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

Ye Zhan raised his hand to support him.

"Please get up quickly, Li Defu, please step aside first."

"Yes."

Li Defu suddenly woke up, took a sip of saliva, trotted out of the hall, and closed the door thoughtfully.

Yin Xingyun took out the letter from his arms and handed it to Ye Zhan respectfully.

"This is a letter sent by my eldest sister. I would like to ask the emperor to read it."

Even though he knew in his heart that the person standing in front of him was not Ye Jingyu, but Ye Zhan refused to admit it, so Yin Xingyun could only call him the emperor.

And the purpose of his coming here is to know whether the eldest sister is in danger.

Ye Zhan reached out to take the letter, opened it and took a look at it. When he learned that Yin Qingxuan had found Ye Jingyu, his eyes suddenly lit up with joy.

Next, it was written that the two of them were together with Concubine Huan, and now they both lived in Shengyin Pavilion. Ye Zhan couldn't help but be surprised.

Princess Huan is still alive?

He hurriedly looked down, trying to find out about Yin Li, but was told that he was still snooping around, and he believed there would be results soon.

Ye Zhan's eyebrows suddenly drew together.

Could it be that Yin Li was not in Beihai?

Or was she taken somewhere else by Lin Xiao?

It's a pity that he and Lin Xiao have always known each other, so they couldn't ask him in person.

Seeing Ye Zhan's expression change unpredictably, Yin Xingyun felt a little uneasy.

"Your Majesty, is my eldest sister really well?"

Ye Zhan put down the letter, nodded and said: "She is fine, don't worry about her, I think it won't be long before they can return to Beijing."

they?

Yin Xingyun glanced at Ye Zhan and asked in a low voice, "Are they referring to the emperor?"

Ye Zhan simply handed the letter to Yin Xingyun.

"You can see for yourself."

Yin Xingyun received the letter respectfully. He basically considered the contents of the letter. The only thing he didn't expect was that the emperor's biological mother, Concubine Huan, was still alive.

And the eldest sister was just as he had guessed. She was not going to control the flood, but went to Beihai to find the emperor.

Yin Xingyun folded the letter and handed it to Ye Zhan.

Ye Zhan directly held the letter to the candle, lit it and threw it into the brazier on the side.

"Now you can rest assured."

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