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

Ye Jingyu pondered for a moment and said: "Uncle Huang has never asked me for anything. This is the first time he asked me. Even if there are many difficulties and dangers, I will help him fulfill his wish. But I don't know...why Uncle Huang wants to investigate. Shengyin Pavilion?"

Yin Qingxuan thought of Yin Li.

She disappeared after playing the music, and now someone comes to steal the piano. It is inevitable that people will not think of this.

But looking at Ye Jingyu's appearance, he didn't seem to know about it.

"The emperor is not afraid of offending the hidden sect?"

Yin Qingxuan asked with raised eyes.

"Of course I don't want to provoke them, but I also don't want to be ashamed of my uncle."

Ye Jingyu stopped and held Yin Qingxuan's little hand in his palm.

"If one day, Xuan'er needs me to do something, I will go through fire and water for Xuan'er, even if I die."

Looking at those eyes as deep as the sea, Yin Qingxuan suddenly felt like she was electrocuted, and her heartbeat skipped a beat.

She lowered her eyes, and a smile overflowed from the corners of her pursed lips.

"I would like to thank you, Your Majesty."

Seeing Yin Qingxuan's slightly raised lips, Ye Jingyu's heart skipped a beat and he put his arms around her waist.

Yin Qingxuan seemed to be frightened, and raised her fair-skinned jade face.

Ye Jingyu's lips pressed down suddenly.

The warm breath instantly occupied Yin Qingxuan's senses. For a moment, all the oxygen in her brain seemed to be robbed, making her suffocate.

She grabbed Ye Jingyu's shirt, feeling a little at a loss.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Yin Qingxuan gasped lightly and lowered her head shyly.

Looking at this rosy little face, Ye Jingyu could hardly suppress the emotions gushing out. He wanted to rectify Yin Qingxuan on the spot and show her love and affection.

However, there is still business to be done.

He sent Yin Qingxuan back to Jinwu Palace and quickly returned to the imperial study.

With a snap of his fingers, Jue Ying floated down.

"emperor."

Ye Jingyu said quietly: "Send some people to investigate Shengyin Pavilion, and also send some people to monitor Ye Jinglan. I always think he is a little weird."

Jueying said respectfully: "I accept your orders."

Ye Jingyu nodded and asked, "What can you gain from Xiantiantian?"

"No, the search area has now been expanded to a radius of hundreds of miles..."

Jueying paused for a moment when he said this.

"According to the secret guard's report, they found a small fishing village nearby. Dozens of people were killed. Only one woman was still breathing. The subordinates ordered people to take the woman to Kyoto for treatment. I don't know if she is related to Ashlan. It doesn’t matter, there might be another murderer.”

Ye Jingyu frowned when he heard this.

"Dozens of people were killed?"

Jueying said in a deep voice: "Yes. No one survived. The woman was also stabbed through the chest with a sword. It is not known whether she can be saved."

Ye Jingyu slapped his palm on the table.

"No matter who it is, this case must be investigated to the end. It is up to you to personally supervise the case. You must save the woman and bring the murderer to justice."

"Yes, my subordinates take orders."

Jueying bowed and resigned.

Ye Jingyu fell into deep thought.

His pursuit of Shengyin Pavilion was not all because of the Thirteenth Emperor's Uncle. He himself felt an indescribable familiarity with these three words.

The reason why he let that person leave was because he knew that even if he was lucky enough to keep that person, both sides would suffer.

Now that the war in Jiangwu has not ended, and war is about to break out in Suihan City, he must keep this body and sit in the imperial city.

However, after searching through his entire memory, Ye Jingyu still couldn't think of where he heard these three words.

After he saw the hands of the man in black, this feeling of familiarity became even more profound.

Who is she?

Ye Jingyu carefully recalled everyone in Jinwu Palace, and suddenly found that his memory of living in Jinwu Palace was very vague.

Except for my mother, I can't even remember the appearance of anyone else.

This realization made Ye Jingyu's heart skip a beat. He was already eight or nine years old at that time, so there was no way he wouldn't remember anything.

what on earth is it?

Could it be that as Yin Qingxuan said, his memory was sealed by something?

He took out the bunch of golden bells in his arms again, shook them slightly, and felt another heartbreaking pain in his head.

The broken picture appeared again with the sound of the golden bell, but it was still difficult to capture. Ye Jingyu tried several times before finally giving up.

He sat on the chair, calmed his mind, and returned to the case to review the memorial.

At this time, Yin Qingxuan had returned to Jinwu Palace.

Xiao Nanfeng is behaving like a demon and has to go out for a walk in the dark sky.

Grandma Li and Yun Cai were coaxing each other with toys, while Xiao Nanfeng still tilted her fleshy little body and pointed outwards with her little hands.

Seeing Yin Qingxuan, the two of them suddenly felt like they had been saved.

"Master, you are back. The little prince is making a lot of noise tonight and insists on going out to play."

Yin Qingxuan reached out to take Xiao Nanfeng and tapped his smooth forehead.

"You little wild boy, it's already dark. You're not allowed to go out to play anymore. The big bad wolf will take it away for you."

Xiao Nanfeng stared with big black eyes, as if he didn't understand what the big bad wolf was.

Yin Qingxuan opened her mouth, pretending to bite, and grabbed Xiao Nanfeng with one hand.

Xiao Nanfeng was not afraid at all, but instead laughed.

Yin Qingxuan broke through the power instantly and also laughed.

The mother and son played for a while, and Xiao Nanfeng had forgotten about going out, so Yin Qingxuan took him into the house, made a bottle of milk powder, and after he finished drinking it, she hugged him to sleep.

Xiao Nanfeng put her little face obediently on Yin Qingxuan's arm, blinked her big obsidian eyes, and looked at her mother for a moment.

Yin Qingxuan kissed his smooth little face gently and said softly: "Good boy, close your eyes, it's time to sleep."

Xiao Nanfeng immediately started babbling and imitating the words.

Yin Qingxuan had no choice but to reach out and cover Xiao Nanfeng's eyes.

When she removed her hand, she found that the chubby kid was still looking at her, feeling annoyed and amused.

Xiao Nanfeng thought Yin Qingxuan was playing with him, and laughed again.

Listening to the crisp laughter, and not looking sleepy, Yin Qingxuan simply took out the little yellow duck and let him lie on the bed and play with it.

As soon as Xiao Nanfeng reached the bed, he immediately became lively. He held his little feet with his hands and rolled around on the bed, playing happily.

Yin Qingxuan yawned and crossed her legs to the side of the bed to prevent Xiao Nanfeng from falling off the bed.

The child is now more than seven months old. Probably because he has been fed with spiritual spring water, Xiao Nanfeng's body is very strong and he can crawl long ago. He can swish and run while standing in a walker.

Grandma Li said that the child would not be able to walk well at an early age and would easily become bow-legged, so Yin Qingxuan stopped giving him a walker.

After all, she didn't know how to take care of a child, and she didn't have the experience of Grandma Li. The original owner was raised by Grandma Li.

However, some scientific feeding must be paid attention to. Xiao Nanfeng can now eat complementary food. Yin Qingxuan has been busy all day and has no time to study the food for the child.

Seeing that the child was having fun playing on his own, he bought a parenting cookbook from his space and sat on the bedside to read it carefully.