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

Chapter 1170 The grand rush

Yin Li raised her head in disbelief.

"You...are looking for me?"

Looking at those eyes filled with autumn water, Ye Zhan smiled bitterly and said: "Otherwise, there will be others. For seven years, I have been sending people around to inquire. If I hadn't come to Zi Mansion by chance, I would never see him again in this life. ”

Yin Li's pupils shrank violently, and she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and pinched her face hard.

He must be dreaming. Mr. Ye is outstanding and the tree is in the wind. How could such a man put his thoughts on a nun?

Before her fingers touched the dough, she was wrapped in a warm hand.

"If you still don't believe me, feel my temperature carefully to see if I am a living person."

Ye Zhan put his slightly trembling hand on his chest.

Feeling the strong heartbeat, Yin Li finally realized.

It turns out that this relationship has never been a blind devotion, but a grand rush without any sound.

Even though she had been bound by etiquette since she was a child, she still couldn't help herself at this moment, and couldn't help but stretched out her arms to hug Ye Zhan.

Choking with sobs, he shouted: "Young Master Ye..."

When the two were in love, Yin Qingxuan had already entered the space with Ye Jingyu.

Seeing his son sleeping soundly on the naughty castle, Ye Jingyu immediately bent down, gently picked up Xiao Nanfeng, and placed him on the soft big bed.

He bent down, kissed Ye Jingyu's little face gently, and whispered: "Zhao'er didn't like to take naps when he was little, but as he got older, he became more well-behaved."

Yin Qingxuan looked pleased.

"Yes, Zhao'er has become more and more sensible since he came to Zi Mansion. Maybe it's because we don't have enough company with him, so he has to grow up."

Ye Jingyu carefully pulled the quilt on the child, stood up and comforted: "Xuan'er, don't blame yourself, it's a good thing for a boy to be independent. Isn't there a common saying among the people, it's called a poor child, a rich girl, that's the truth. "

Yin Qingxuan nodded in agreement.

"A Yu's words are not unreasonable, but I still can't bear to let them go if I put them on myself."

"It will be fine in the future. The crisis has been resolved now, and we finally don't have to separate anymore."

Ye Jingyu sighed, spread out his arms, and took Yin Qingxuan into his arms.

"This time, my husband is sorry for you and failed to detect these potential dangers, which made you and Zhao'er suffer."

"It happened suddenly. I can't blame you. Everything was my idea. Don't think too much about it, Ayu. Fortunately, the result is good. God is still on the side of justice."

Yin Qingxuan hugged Ye Jingyu's waist and rested her face on his chest.

"Evil has always prevailed over good since ancient times. My husband also believes in the justice of heaven. But Xuan'er shouldn't be so insistent on her own way. Since you and I are already husband and wife, we should fly hand in hand. No matter what happens, we must face it together. As a husband, Although he is the king of the people of the world, he is also your husband and Zhao'er's biological father first. If something happens to you mother and son, what's the point of living for your husband."

Ye Jingyu held Yin Qingxuan's chin with his palm, forcing the little girl to look up at him.

Yin Qingxuan was instantly immersed in those expressive eyes.

She bit her lip lightly.

"Next time...definitely..."

Ye Jingyu pressed her lips with his thumb and said extremely domineeringly: "There will be no next time, and there will never be another time..."