Ye Jingyu pressed down on Yin Qingxuan's wrist with one knee, and locked her throat with his right hand. His eyes were dark and sharp, as sharp as a blade.

Looking at the huge black shadow above her head, Yin Qingxuan's heart beat like a drum.

"Your Majesty, it's me..."

Yin Qingxuan tried her best and made a sound like a dead duck.

In the darkness, Yin Qingxuan's pink lips were slightly opened, and she grasped Ye Jingyu's big iron-like hand with all her strength.

Ye Jingyu's eyes were condensed and he slowly let go of his hand.

He asked in a deep voice: "Why are you here?"

"My servant and Xiao Anzi are keeping vigil for the Emperor today. When I heard the Emperor's voice, I thought the Emperor was ill, so I came in to take a look."

Yin Qingxuan got up in a hurry and coughed several times.

Ye Jingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze wavering.

Yin Qingxuan quickly knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty, this servant really came in after hearing the sound. This servant will never dare to have any evil intentions towards the Emperor. There is no weapon on my body."

Yin Qingxuan patted her chest and made a splashing sound.

Ye Jingyu raised his eyebrows. "What do you have on you?"

"Uh……"

Yin Qingxuan covered her chest.

"take it out."

Ye Jingyu sat up from the dragon couch, leaning forward slightly, with his loose black hair hanging down from his shoulders, and his phoenix eyes half-opened and half-closed, quite aggressive.

Yin Qingxuan's scalp was numb when he stared at her. He was worthy of the power of an emperor, and she could hardly breathe.

Ye Jingyu might have misunderstood that he was an assassin, so Yin Qingxuan could only take out the banknotes in his arms.

Kneeling on the ground, he said: "Last time I left the palace, I brought some gadgets from home. I happened to meet Ling Concubine, so I sold some. Then I happened to meet several young masters who were looking for Ling Concubine. I made a deal by the way."

Ye Jingyu walked off the couch with bare feet and lit a candle.

The snow-white robe was hung loosely on her body. It had to be said that Ye Jingyu had an incredible figure. He had broad shoulders, narrow waist and slender legs, and his every move showed nobility.

Yin Qingxuan was not in the mood to appreciate this, and didn't know what Ye Jingyu would do with her.

Ye Jingyu had already held the object in his hand under the candlelight, and couldn't help but smile angrily when he saw the stack of one hundred taels of silver notes.

"You little slave, you still don't forget to do business when you are with me."

Yin Qingxuan said awkwardly: "The ladies want these gadgets, and the slaves also want money. We each get what we need."

Ye Jingyu hummed, "You should get what you need."

Yin Qingxuan was not sure what Ye Jingyu meant, and said cruelly: "I want to make money because I want to share the emperor's worries."

"Oh? So...you gave all this money to me?"

Ye Jingyu sat on the chair with a half-smile, his robe uncovered, and his long legs exposed.

"Yes."

Yin Qingxuan did not dare to look up.

Ye Jingyu put the banknote on the table and said casually: "I didn't expect you to care so much about the people of the world, so I accepted it for them."

Yin Qingxuan's eyes turned black. That was five thousand silver, and it was taken away just like that!

At this moment, she even had the desire to kill someone.

He couldn't help but clenched his fists angrily and cursed in his mind.

Shameless, so shameless!

The majestic monarch of the country actually fell in love with her money. Did the Zhou Kingdom lack such a few thousand taels? This bastard Ye Jingyu clearly did this on purpose.

Ye Jingyu glanced over, and the smile in his eyes became a little stronger.

Then he glanced out the window: "What time is it now?"

"Your Majesty, it's almost Yin time."

Xiao Anzi ran in from outside.

Seeing Yin Qingxuan kneeling on the ground, her expression suddenly changed. He knelt down next to her and said, "Your Majesty, this is the first time for little Xuanzi to stay on night watch. She doesn't understand the rules. I hope your Majesty will forgive me."

Ye Jingyu said calmly: "Step back first."

Xiao Anzi wanted to say something for her, but she didn't dare to offend Long Wei, so she had to retreat.

Ye Jingyu glanced at Yin Qingxuan.

"Get up too."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Yin Qingxuan stood up aggrievedly, staring at the banknotes on the table.

This was her capital for escaping, and now she has nothing. If she had known this, she might as well have spent some time and sent her back to the cold palace.

Ye Jingyu took a sip of tea and said sarcastically: "My ministers all say that they are clean and incorruptible, but these beautiful ladies can easily take out thousands of taels of silver. It is really ironic."

Yin Qingxuan was in a very unhappy mood and couldn't help but say: "Of course being an official is for money. Who would want to be an official if there was no money?"

"Bullshit."

Ye Jingyu slapped the table and said in a deep voice, "Shouldn't an official serve the country and the country for the sake of the world?"

Yin Qingxuan said with a dull face: "Even if there are, they are very few. There is an idiom in China called promotion to get rich. Promotion comes first. This means that only when you become an official can you have money. If you don't have a penny, who will be the one? This officer."

"Asshole, if these people think so, then is the country still a country?"

Ye Jingyu stood up from the dragon chair and came to Yin Qingxuan. He looked at her condescendingly with a pair of phoenix eyes, as if waiting for her answer.

Seeing those two tight long legs, Yin Qingxuan didn't dare to raise her head. From her position, she could see something bad as soon as she raised her head.

Although Ye Jingyu was wearing royal satin shorts embroidered with dragon patterns, they were still very awkward.

When I feel uncomfortable, the words that come out of my mouth are even worse.

"The country is the emperor's country, not the ministers' country. Who will care about so many things? As long as they can get their salaries, that's all."

Ye Jingyu couldn't help but bite his back molars.

Although what Yin Qingxuan said was unpleasant, it was not unreasonable. Those old guys in the court, relying on their status as veterans of the two dynasties, relied on their elders all day long and did not know what they meant.

This kind of people who do nothing, but still receive the salary of the court, if they are not rectified, the country will indeed be ruined.

While he was pondering, Li Defu walked in from the outside holding the royal robe.

Seeing the scene in front of him, his pupils couldn't help but tremble.

Ye Jingyu's robe was open and he was standing in the middle of the ground with his hands behind his back. Yin Qingxuan was kneeling on the ground, with her head just blocking Ye Jingyu's waist.

He couldn't help but hiccup and quickly retreated.

An old face has turned red into a persimmon cake.

Your Majesty...he actually likes this tune.

This is simply unethical.

No wonder he dotes on little Xuanzi so much!

How can this be good?

If the emperor is obsessed with this way, where can he give birth to a dragon son?

No, he had to risk his life to remonstrate and do whatever it takes to make the emperor like women.

Li Defu gritted his teeth, coughed dryly outside and said, "This servant is here to help the emperor change his clothes."

Ye Jingyu let out a deep breath.

"come in."

In the silent hall, this angry sound was very obvious.

Li Defu thought to himself, it's over, it's really over now.

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