Yin Le raised his head and took Concubine Yan's smile into his eyes.

She shook her head, "Not good. ”

"Why?" Yan Guifei was stunned, "Living a peaceful life, isn't it what you ask for?" ”

"Ah, this ......," Yin Le looked around, "Niangniang can think of me as a finch who suddenly has the ambition of a bird." ”

Originally, she just wanted the Yin family to escape annihilation, but once she stepped on her career in half a step, she couldn't help but want to move her other foot as well.

Meritorious service, thousands of miles to find a marquis, this is not only a fantasy that only bearded eyebrows have.

Yan Guifei's face finally changed: "Yin Jinyu, don't you know what to do." ”

"Concubine Niangniang." Yin Le corrected, "Grass people, Yin Le." ”

"Mother, I need to remind you." She said unhurriedly, "If my identity is revealed, I won't let Niangniang go." ”

Similarly, Yin Le also knew that King Qin could not overwhelm the concubine. In this way, she simply relied on the news she got from Xie Linpin and began to attack.

Yan Guifei was obviously bluffed by Yin Le, although she broke away from the Yiyi Hall, she still had lingering fears about the power of the Yiyi Hall.

What's more, the leader of the Yitang is Yin Le's nominal master.

If this pair of teachers and students is actually a pair of dog men and women, she killed Yin Le, I don't know how the other side will feel.

"There's no hurry." Concubine Yan smiled with a smile, "What this palace has is patience. ”

"I'm afraid that the concubine will not be able to fulfill her wish." Yin Le retorted-for-tat.

"Really?" Yan Guifei asked rhetorically.

Then, without waiting for Yin Le to answer further, she waved her hand lazily and ordered: "Mama Jin, send off guests." ”

After listening to it for a long time, the emperor was not anxious about the eunuch's urgency, and Mama Jin, who was in a hurry, hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Yin Le out.

Yin Le was not polite, and walked swaggering in front of Concubine Yan Xian, passing through the dark hall and brightly lit corridor, and stepping on the snow into the carriage.

She shouted, "Go." ”

When I got home, it was late at night. The lights in the rest of the rooms were almost extinguished, and even the two little girls didn't come to greet Yin Le.

Yin Le sighed quietly and walked to the kitchen to see if Jimo had a conscience and could help him keep some dumplings.

Walking to the kitchen, Yin Le glanced at the board, and suddenly became angry.

Dumplings too! I wrapped the dumplings before I left, and I was just ready to put them in the pot!

"What are you looking for?" A voice came from behind him.

"Dumplings-" Yin Le turned around angrily, stretched out his hand, and made a begging gesture.

Immediately, a bowl was stuffed into her hand.

Heavy!

Hot!

Yin Le blinked and looked down.

"It's dumplings." Yin Le was grateful, "Fifteen dumplings, and a row of woo woo ......"

She raised her head gratefully: "Thank you, that is, that is, Master!" ”

Song Yu: I suspect you're scolding me, but I don't have any evidence.

"Eat quickly." Song Yusai gave Yin Le a pair of chopsticks, "It's just cooked, and if it's slower, it's going to be paste." ”

Yin Le was in the palace for most of the day, he didn't eat a mouthful of food, but he drank a lot of tea, and the more he drank, the more hungry he became. When she heard her master say this, she immediately picked up the bowl and ate it with a sigh.

Suddenly, the bowl of dumplings bottomed out.

Comfortable! Yin Le lay softly on the gazebo, and Song Yu sat beside her.

There was still snow outside the pavilion, but there was warmth in the pavilion that wanted to disperse outside. Song Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a pu fan and fanning the wind leisurely.

The wind blows into the stove, the flame is even bigger, and the tongue of fire licks the teapot that rests on the fire. As time passed, the teapot gradually emitted a high-pitched chirp, and a white mist mixed with a rich tea aroma erupted from the spout.

Yin Le propped his head and chatted with Song Yu with a match.

"Do you know I'm coming back at this time?"

"I heard the sound of horses' hooves." Song Yu made a pot of tea for Yin Le.

Yin Le took a sip, complained about a hot mouth, and put down the tea.

"Concubine Yan knows my identity." She said.

Song Yu slammed his movements.

Yin Le followed up with a sentence: "I moved out of the Yitang, and she can't do anything with me." ”

Song Yu suddenly laughed: "You really think I am your backer?" ”

"Isn't it?" Yin Le blew into the teacup, "But don't worry, whatever I can withstand, I will never bother to be cautious." ”

This sentence poked Song Yu's laughter somewhere, he turned his head and stopped looking at Yin Le, but his body kept shaking.

"You're smiling so much." Yin Le stepped forward angrily and buried his head in Song Yu's neck.

Song Yu's body stiffened slightly with his back to Yin Le.

"Concubine Yan and King Qin are not of the same mind, but she has a handle in my hands." Yin Le continued, "It's not difficult to deal with her alone. ”

"If it's difficult......," she frowned slightly, "it's whether she communicates with people in private." ”

After all, Concubine Yan Xian in her previous life was able to collude with foreign clans.

"Who do you think the people in the shadows will be?" Song Yu calmed down and asked calmly.

"I'm afraid it's already An Sanxu." Yin Le replied.

Concubine Yan Xian in her previous life had fornicated with foreign enemies, and An Shanxu had been living in Chang'an City for a long time at the moment, so it was very likely that she got in touch with Concubine Yan Xian early.

"Wasn't Yan Cheng missing before?" Yin Le pondered, "I think it's very likely that he was hidden by An Sanxu." ”

"As for the effect...... Yin Le's eyes lowered and he pointed to himself, "I'm afraid they're waiting to attack me." ”

Song Yu turned his head and looked at Yin Le in the faint light.

The figures of the two blended on the steps, and the slightly taller shadow was a little aggressive at the moment, as if it wanted to melt the person in front of him into his body.

Yin Le confirmed that he was not mistaken, and at this moment, something seemed to be burning in Song Yu's eyes.

"Be careful ......" she tentatively spoke, and then, her lips were covered by Song Yu's reach.

"Stop talking about An Sanxu." Song Yudao.

"Kuosu, spicy is shaved evenly." Yin Le was covered by Song Yu's mouth, and could only express her dissatisfaction through the cracks in her fingertips with difficulty.

"Am I not your backer?" Under the candlelight, Song Yu's eyelashes seemed to be plated with a layer of gold, and he fell backwards, Yin Le was caught off guard, and fell into his arms.

"Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve." She heard Song Yu mutter, "You might as well spend it with me." ”

"I'm with my master." Yin Le was puzzled.

"Then let's move on to the ......"

"Don't talk about other men." Yin Le was stunned.

She was just flicked by Song Yu???

And, what did Song Yu just say?

"Well, that's your fault." Yin Le stubbornly raised his little face, "Don't talk about him, what if the apprentice is killed by him unconsciously?" ”

Song Yu lowered his head, rubbed Yin Le's cheek, and rubbed his ears and temples.