Concubine Yan is the mother concubine of King Qin, her power is harmless to His Royal Highness King Qin, why doesn't this Yin companion have a long snack? Actually against the mother......

Moham! Mama Jin suddenly shuddered, this Yin Banyu is from His Royal Highness the Prince's side, sneaking into King Qin's side, just to find an opportunity to bring down His Highness?

It's impossible, Mama Jin immediately denied herself, that Mother Zhang was arranged by her, and Yin Le's rhetoric was obviously nonsense.

If Yin Le is the prince's person, how stupid is this to kill 800 enemies and lose 8,000 yourself?

"That Yin Companion reads." Concubine Yan Guifei has a good complexion, and she doesn't have the dying look of Emperor Tai Yuan when he looked at her, "It's hard to control." ”

Mama Jin trembled: "Mother, mother...... Control...... Why do you say this......"

"Mama Kim." Yan Guifei adjusted her sitting posture and said in a cold voice, "I want to see Yin Le." ”

"Yes." Mama Jin immediately took the order and left.

In the imperial city, men were originally not allowed to enter and exit freely, but since Yan Guifei opened her mouth, Mama Jin naturally had a hundred ways to achieve her expectations.

In the evening, Yin Le was dressed as a eunuch and was led by Mama Jin into the door.

Yin Le wanted to cry without tears.

For the New Year, can the concubine stop a little? She was just about to go home and put the dumplings she had wrapped in the pot, Mama Jin sent someone over, Yin Le couldn't refuse, so she could only ask Jimo to cook the dumplings and eat them first.

I don't know if Jimo has a conscience, can I help her keep a few, Yin Le's eyes are dumbfounded.

After all, if the dumplings have been left for a long time, they are either cold or mushy.

"Concubine Niangniang." scolded in his heart, Yin Le's surface was full of joy and anger, "I don't know what happened to summon the grass people late at night?" ”

"Yin family, Ah Le?" Concubine Yan's gaze drifted to Yin Le.

She was lying on a carved bed of rosewood, with a pink tulle curtain, and a quilt cover of priceless Shu brocade.

Yin Le smelled the fragrance of fat powder on Concubine Yan's body, which was dozens of times more elegant than "Lu Lu" and "You Zhuang", Yin Le smelled it, and already knew that he would never be able to do it.

She saluted respectfully and knelt in front of Yan Guifei, who lifted the bed curtain and raised her head with a shout.

Only then did Yin Le raise his head and see Concubine Yan's face completely.

The traces of her powder application are not obvious, presumably to match the patient's identity.

But she has a good complexion, and it is completely impossible to tell that she has just lost a child.

Concubine Yan's outfit is not luxurious, she is dressed like a woman who can be seen everywhere in Chang'an City, but she has an unattainable extravagance. Look carefully, her earrings, necklaces, and Yingluo are all the standard accessories of the concubine.

In Yin Le's eyes, this woman, with the most simple dress, depicted the portrait of the most noble woman of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The hall was bleak, and the chaise's bedroom had an oil lamp. Yin Le knelt at the junction of light and dark, his body rendered by yellow and dark colors, as if he would be engulfed at any time.

"Is Hongu good-looking?" Yan Guifei asked.

"The grass people are lowly." Yin Le hurriedly lowered his head, "Don't dare to look up at the concubine." ”

"Ha......" Yan Guifei laughed so lowly, she stretched out her hand and lifted Yin Le's chin, "People of the Yin family, don't you want to wear the clothes of the palace and the ornaments of the palace?" ”

Yin Le was shocked, but his eyes immediately returned to indifference.

"Yin Jiajinyu." Yan Guifei let go of her hand, and there was even a little childish pride in her tone, "You are so bold." ”

Mama Jin was even more dumbfounded.

What?

Yin Le?

Yin Jinyu?

What happened?

She vaguely remembers......

Not long ago, the concubine Niangniang did pay a little more attention to Yin Le and Yin Jinyu, two people with the same surname, but Jin Mama pondered, one is the pearl of Dingguo Hou Yuan's palm in Yangzhou, and the other is the companion of the rich and five cars, Lang Jun, it is really a relationship that cannot be beaten by eight poles, and I don't know what Niangniang is paying attention to.

As a result, as soon as Niangniang's words came out, Mama Jin was directly stupid.

Yin Le and Yin Jinyu turned out to be the same person.

Mama Jin suddenly felt that she seemed to be a little out of rhythm.

"I'm not afraid, why should I be afraid?" Yin Le blinked, and he also looked harmless to humans and animals.

Mama Kim: What?

"My son has been deceived by you, and he is not a deceitful king, what am I afraid of?" Concubine Yan seemed to understand what Yin Le was talking about.

"Concubine Niangniang, that's not what I mean." Yin Le gently corrected, "Before that Mother Zhang died, she gave me a blood book, which said that the concubine instructed her to put musk into the incense burner and blame the queen mother. ”

Mama Kim?

Yan Guifei's expression remained unchanged: "Joke, Mother Zhang has died a long time ago, who knows if your blood book is true or false." ”

"Mother Zhang is literate, as long as the queen comes to see if it is true or false, it can be revealed."

"In that case." Yan Guifei's eyes were still full of disdain, "Why don't you tell me how you got this blood book." ”

"I told Zhang's mother." Yin Le's expression was gentle and delicate, as if he was telling a bedtime story to a three-year-old child, "Mother Zhang's family was killed by Yan Guifei and thrown into a mass grave. ”

"The only one who can help her show snow is the grass people." Yin Le replied.

Yan Guifei's expression became grim for the first time.

"The work of the concubine is really not good." Yin Le grinned, "I asked someone to investigate the extra corpses in the mass grave during this time, but I collected a lot of tokens. ”

"As soon as that mother saw these tokens, she recruited all the ones that should be recruited." Yin Le's eyebrows smiled, and the shadow stretched out in the light, enveloping the empty hall behind him.

Yan Guifei's sitting posture was still dignified, but Mama Jin's hands trembled, realizing that something was wrong.

Concubine Yan was not afraid that Yin Le would move King Qin out, or rather, she didn't care about King Qin's child at all.

But she cares about herself, and when Yin Le has the props about herself in her hands, Yan Guifei has to face her with a spirit of twelve points.

"This palace doesn't care what you're thinking." Concubine Yan said, "This palace wants you to restore your daughter's body, and no longer show yourself as Yin Le, can you do it?" ”

"I can't do it." Yin Le's feedback was loud and clear, without hesitation.

Yan Guifei squinted and smiled: "I know what you're worried about. ”

"Your father is not involved in party fighting, and although he can protect himself temporarily, nine times out of ten he will be forced to implicate. You entered the WTO in men's clothing, presumably hoping to protect the Yin family through your own efforts. ”

"Hongu promised you." Yan Guifei said gently, "As long as Yin Le dies, this palace will definitely do its best to prevent the Yin family from being damaged in the slightest bit in the party struggle." ”

"If the palace is negligent, you will hand over the blood letter to the emperor."

"At that time, you will be your beautiful Jiao'e, marry peacefully, and enjoy a peaceful life, okay?"