"......" Shi An glanced back at Yan Duhuan with a tangled face, and said with a light smile, "Since it is unspeakably expensive, it is unspeakable." ”

Before Yan Wanhuan could react from Shi An's words, Shi An had already left with Xiao Shami.

"Father, what do you mean by being indescribably noble?" Yan Youhong tugged at the corners of Yan Huan's clothes, tilted his head and asked, "Is my sister going to be a fool for thirteen years?" ”

Yan Wanhuan actually didn't care about what Shi An said was unspeakably expensive, as the daughter of his battlefield killer god "Lord Hades", it was indescribably expensive, wasn't it? He asked this more because he was worried about hearing something like a phoenix from Master Shi'an's mouth.

In his eyes, marrying into the harem is probably the most tragic fate of a woman.

Spending her life in the backyard competing with others for favor and calculating, that is not the future he hopes for her, he wants her to have the best everything, to have everything she wants, not to be bound by the world, to fly if she wants, to make trouble when she wants, just do whatever she wants.

"My sister is just sick, and it will take a long, long time for this disease to heal." Yan Wanhuan rubbed the little boy's head with relief, and although his tone was still gentle, he said with a hint of sternness, "You'er, if you have a sister, you will have a deeper responsibility, and you will quickly grow into a man who stands up to the sky."

In the future, even if my sister breaks the sky, you must do your best to make up for her, you know? In this way, even if her father is not there in the future, her sister will not be left to rely on. ”

Yan Duhuan is a general who licks blood from the knife, and he doesn't know what will happen tomorrow today, and the most reassuring thing is nothing more than his wife and daughter. Therefore, he hoped that Yan Youhong could become the pillar of the Yan Palace, except for him, as soon as possible.

The boy looked at the swaddling clothes in his father's hand as if he didn't understand, and silently promised to the swaddling clothes in his heart, don't worry, sister, when the sky falls, there will be a brother to help you carry it.

Yan Duhuan handed the swaddling clothes back to Mama Ruan, who looked sincerely frightened beside her, and said, "Find a reliable nurse, and in the future, you will take the young lady to live in the Liju Courtyard, without the order of the king, no one can enter the courtyard, if there is nothing to do, you should try not to take her out for a walk." On the princess's side, the king will explain it himself. ”

"Yes, lord." Mama Ruan knew that this was all for the good of the young lady who was still in swaddling clothes, and she also knew that handing it over to herself was a great trust in herself, so she respectfully took the swaddling clothes.

I just wanted to turn around and let someone arrange all this, but as if I remembered something, I bent down and saluted, "Do you want to give the young lady a name first?" ”

Yan Wanhuan reluctantly looked at the cute little face in the swaddling clothes, and the yellow Zen clothes wrapped outside the swaddling clothes were particularly conspicuous. He said slowly, "Let's call it Zen clothes, Yan Zen clothes." ”

Yan Zen clothes floating in the air were already wearing the yellow Zen clothes that Shi An had just taken off and covered the swaddling clothes at this time.

She looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes again, a little frightened.

This father, who looks like a wise weapon, should love her, right? She listened to everything he just said, and she had all kinds of expectations for family affection in her heart, so will she have a complete and happy father's love that she never had in her previous life?

Yan Chanyi watched Mama Ruan leave the courtyard with her swaddling clothes, but she was not dragged away, thinking that she should not be bound by the physical body and could only be around it, so she wanted to go around and take a look.

She also wants to know more about the future of this new life.

Since the new life was reincarnated in ancient times, and his father was a prince, it was inevitable to fight in the backyard, so now, Yan Zenyi is floating around the palace casually, so as to prepare for the future house fight.

The palace of King Yan is very large, and there is even a training ground in the front yard that can accommodate thousands of people, and there is a group of shirtless men sweating profusely inside.

Yan Zenyi only looked at it for a while, and then heard a young soldier in the corner who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old say, "I heard that the princess has added a thousand gold to the general today, and the general now has both children and daughters, which is really enviable!" ”

"When you hold half of the military power of the Great Zhou, your military exploits have been continuously given titles by the emperor and you will be named a prince with a different surname. Not only will there be both children and grandchildren, but also children and grandchildren! The older soldier beside him said with admiration and envy in his tone, "Maybe I can still have a full house!" ”

The little young soldier who said something was red-faced, and simply turned his face away, no longer paying attention to the person next to him.

Yan Chanyi lightly hooked the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and floated into the air again, ready to go to the backyard of King Yan's mansion to take a look.

The backyard of King Yan's Mansion is also very large, but unfortunately most of the yards are vacant. originally thought that he could see his father's three wives and four concubines, but the courtyard that he could enter was almost empty.

Listening to a few maids whispering and chatting full of envy, I realized that in the backyard of the Yanwang Mansion, there are no concubines in the room, and there are no side concubines, only one princess, which is his mother-in-law Su Manshu.

The prince had been fighting horses for half his life, and he had not spent much time in Kyoto before, and most of the time he fought on the border. In the past few years, the border has gradually stabilized, and he can accompany his princess to have children in this palace of King Yan in Kyoto.

Yan Chanyi originally wanted to go out of the palace to wander around, but suddenly remembered that she had been here for so long, and she hadn't seriously taken a look at the mother who had worked so hard to bring her to this world.

In the previous life, although Yan Zenyi had both parents, she didn't feel any family affection, and she was probably just a tool to make money for her family.

Although he has a successful career in the big city, all the money he earns is used to paste his humble parents and a vampire brother who is extremely pampered by his parents.

It's just that when she remembered that when she first saw the swaddling little face in Yan Duhuan, the doting in her eyes and the tears looming in the corners of her eyes made her look forward to her mother who she had never met for no reason.

Maybe in this life, it will be different.

Thinking like this, Yan Zenyi drifted back to the courtyard where she was born with her memory.

The courtyard is very spacious, on the plaque at the entrance of the courtyard, three big characters of Shaohuayuan are written in gold paint, and the pen is strong, and it is from the hand of a domineering man at a glance.

The interior decoration is also very atmospheric, the courtyard of the two entrances, through the hall there is a long vermilion lacquer corridor, several unknown towering trees outside the corridor block the sun, the corridor is full of shadowy tree shadows, so that the corridor looks very cool.

There are also stone tables and stone benches for enjoying the shade under the big trees, and on one of the big trees, there is also a quaint swing, which is gently swaying with the spring breeze.

Su Manshu in the wing room of Shaohuayuan was leaning on the arms of Yan Duhuan, and the pear blossoms were crying with rain.

The first thing she did when she woke up was to see the child she had just worked so hard to give birth, but there was still a shadow of a baby beside her.

Only his own prince sat in front of his bed with a solemn face. Su Manshu didn't ask anything, just looking at the look of his prince, he was already scared to cry.

And when the prince told her all the words of Master Shi An, her tears were like beads with broken threads, sliding down her face.

What is unspeakably expensive, what is a blockbuster, she doesn't care, she only cares about her hard work to conceive a baby for ten months, from pregnancy vomiting to the production of a daughter's little padded jacket, she hasn't even looked at it, and she has to be a fool for thirteen years.

She couldn't cry anymore, but she fainted in her arms.

When Yan Zen clothes floated into Su Manshu's room, he saw such a scene. Between the eyebrows and eyes were full of sorrow, Su Manshu's little bird cried in the arms of the people, the eye sockets were black from childbirth, and the eyelids were red and swollen from crying.

And he has been straightening his back and trying his best to let the woman in his arms rely on comfortably, and there are tears in the corners of his eyes at this moment that will never fall.

Yan Zenyi also wanted to cry, looking at the men and women who were crying for her, she suddenly felt a little loved.

In her previous life, it seems that she had never experienced such a feeling.

She is obsessed with working and making money, and she has no time to make friends or fall in love. The only person she is familiar with is probably only her boss, who is also a teacher and friend.

But she suddenly resigned from her job because she concealed her cancer, which made him very angry, and even stopped answering her calls after she left her job. Maybe only he regards him as a friend, and in his eyes, she is just an ordinary subordinate with good performance, right?

Suddenly, the floating Yan Zen Yi twitched, and then a stinging pain from the electric shock came from Yan Zen Yi's chest, and quickly spread to the whole body. She curled up in uncontrollable pain, but she was firmly sucked in by this current and couldn't break free.

She was still floating, but the scene below flashed.

The mahogany furniture vanished in the blink of an eye, and the whole room turned clean and solemn white, with several huge instruments in the room, all with long wires connected to the bed in the center of the room.

Then she saw herself lying in the middle of the bed, with a shallow breath in the breathing mask between her mouth and nose, and a group of people in white coats beside the bed who were scrambling to know what they were doing.

She was in the hospital.

The new life just now seemed to be just a dream she had dreamed of before she died, disappearing without leaving a trace.

The yellow Zen robe on her body has now become the same blue and white striped hospital gown worn on her body on the hospital bed. On the hospital bed, her face was bloodless, skinny, and her face was mottled with tears.

It was the first time she looked at herself from such an angle, and she was inexplicably a little distressed, she never knew that she had dried up to this appearance.

She didn't understand why the doctors were trying to save her.

The last time she came to the hospital, the doctor said that her cancer had spread from her stomach to her entire intestines, and that she was often in so much pain that she couldn't straighten up and died.

She only left less than 20,000 yuan for herself, and the rest was transferred to her own but not close loser brother.

In such a single ICU ward, she may only stay overnight.