Obviously, Murong Qingwan already knew the purpose of Xu Yichan and Ye Qiange doing this.

She hated King Ning's heart, which was a little stronger than the former emperor Xu Qian.

She gave birth to a prince and a princess for the former emperor Xu Qian.

The prince is the eldest son, and if he does not die young, he will inevitably enter the East Palace and ascend to the throne in the future.

But he died for no reason, and his death was very strange.

After many investigations, it was found that it was done by King Ning, although there is no evidence, but King Ning's intention to usurp the throne is not dead, and it is obvious that there is no need to deliberately prove it.

The revenge of killing the son is not shared.

When the emperor was dying, he was still sad and angry.

She doesn't want to do that, she can't kill the murderer until she dies!

She was very vague, but Ye Qiange could clearly sense Murong Qingwan's killing intent.

After pondering for a long time, and then the topic changed, and it came to Xu Yichan and Ye Qiange.

"Chan'er, now, you and Qiange have been married for two months, and the relationship is very good, it's time to think about the heir."

Murong Qingwan lives in Yongle Palace, how could she not know that Xu Yichan and Ye Qiange live in separate rooms.

But she didn't rush.

Xu Yichan's temperament, she understands it very well, once she identifies one thing, one person, it is difficult to make changes.

At the beginning, Xu Qian made her the crown prince, she refused, and wanted to give it to Aoyue or Xuanyue, if it weren't for Xu Qian's affection and reason, she wouldn't have responded easily.

On the throne, she has never been at ease, and on the throne, if she continues to increase the weight, it will inevitably cause her disgust.

Besides, even if she urged, Xu Yichan would not agree.

"The queen mother, the sons will think about it." Xu Yichan crossed her face with a hint of shame and said lightly.

The corners of Murong Qingwan's mouth hooked slightly, and she glanced at Ye Qiange very meaningfully.

This kid-

In two months, Chan'er lost her resistance, and she was quite capable.

Let it be.

She sighed, the continuation of the royal bloodline is very important, but this matter is all about the two of them, and it is useless to say more.

"Qiange, if you have nothing to do in the future, you will accompany Chan'er in the palace more, and don't go out of the palace often." While resting, while getting up again, Jiang Rou said seriously.

Ye Qiange escaped from marriage, she still remembers it vividly, he has a perverse temperament, he has always been rebellious and uninhibited, and he married Xu Yichan, he already has a mustard, and he wants to accompany him more and exchange feelings.

"Mother, you don't have to worry about this." Ye Qiange smiled bitterly.

Jiang Rou glanced at him coldly, "The two of you have to treat each other, Chan'er is busy with state affairs, and it is inevitable that she will snub you, as a man and husband, you must be more considerate and tolerant......"

Ye Qiange rolled her eyes, didn't she say that she wanted to treat each other, why did she keep saying that she wanted me to treat her?

Ye Qiange was speechless, didn't reply, and listened obediently, like a frosted eggplant.

"Well, leave the young people's affairs to themselves."

After a long time, Murong Qingwan made a concluding speech, waved his hand, smiled, and said quite magnificently.

Jiang Rou stopped, but still added, "I'm in a hurry to hug my grandson, aren't you in a hurry?" ”

"How could I not be in a hurry?" Murong Qingwan was stunned for a moment, then her eyebrows sank, and she said very seriously: "You must hurry, don't delay it for too long." ”

Xu Yichan: "......"

Ye Qiange: "......"

When I came out of the bamboo forest, it was already evening.

For dinner, it was still a vegan meal.

After the group had eaten, they went back to their rooms.

Xu Yichan and Ye Qiange are still the same, each with one room, without interfering with each other.

The room that Ye Qiange was assigned to was close to the backyard, and the rest of the people lived in the front yard, a little distance from it.

Tian Tian was noisy, she wanted to sleep with Ye Qiange, said that she wanted to listen to the story, and hugged Ye Qiange's neck and didn't let go.

"Mother, there is a room next door to me, Tiantian will sleep there tonight." Ye Qiange glanced at Xiao Tiantian and smiled helplessly.

"Okay." Jiang Rou saw that Tian Tian pouted and looked at her nervously, for fear that she would not be allowed.

"You, you know that you are sticking to your brother, and you are about to be spoiled!" Jiang Rou glared at Xiao Tiantian and couldn't bear to say.

Xiao Tiantian was allowed to cheer, and hung in Ye Qiange's arms, her small body scurrying around.

"Let's go, my brother will tell you the story of the wolf and the sheep who fell in love and killed each other."

"Hmm."

Holding Xiao Tiantian back to the room, Ye Qiange told more than a dozen small stories in a row, and Xiao Tiantian reluctantly closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ye Qiange told it with a fire in his throat, such a boring story did not have a hypnotic effect at all.

After taking a sip of water, looking at Xiao Tiantian who fell asleep on the bed, the corners of his mouth rose, covered it with the quilt, blew out the candle, and quietly withdrew.

When I went out, I looked up and saw a bright moon in the sky, and endless moonlight poured out of it, falling lightly, enveloping the entire temple.

Rare moonlight.

It was still early at this time, and the night breeze gently blew it, and a little sleepiness suddenly decreased, so I walked aimlessly along the path in the backyard.

The backyard is huge, there are rockeries and clear springs, and there are also bamboo and willow shady, under the moonlight, showing another scene, full of flavor.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of a harp coming from the mountains.

He frowned, looked up, and his heart jumped.

With a step, he headed towards the bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, there are bluestone paved paths, twisting and turning, winding up.

The bamboo forest was dense, covering most of the moonlight, making the path bright and dark, Ye Qiange walked very slowly, not daring to be careless at all, and stumbled on the soles of his feet several times, almost falling.

As the distance closes, the sound of the piano has gradually become clear.

Until a turn.

The sound of the piano is melodious, and it has been heard in the ears.

Looking in the direction of the sound of the piano, a bamboo house came into view.

Ye Qiange swallowed his saliva, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little.

"No one is allowed to set foot in this place without the king's order!"

After a while, there was a faint sound of leaves swaying in the dark.

Ye Qiange knew that there were many guards by his side all the time.

Coming to the bamboo house, he took a deep breath and stepped into it.

The sound of the piano became more and more crisp, more and more exciting, such as seeing a high mountain, such as approaching the peak, with Ye Qiange's pace, the melody gradually detoured, began to fall, as if there was a gurgling water, clanging, and then turned into a stormy wave, hitting the rock wall, impacting the boulder, roaring and roaring.

When he came to the door, the sound of the piano slammed, and the roar suddenly came back, as if to restore calm, but in an instant, the sound of water sounded again, trickling, like a dark tide.

How could Ye Qiange not know this song, but he was quite familiar with it.

It's the mountains and rivers he played!

His heart pounded, and there seemed to be some emotion in his chest about to erupt.

Gently pushing open the bamboo door, you will see a shadow of a person who is stroking the piano with her bare hands.

"Butterfly-"

Ye Qiange's voice trembled, and his eyes were slightly condensed.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and Qianying turned around, smiling smartly, with tears in her eyes.

"Qiange, long time no see."