When Yan Yin came back, it was already late.

In the main hall, where he lived, it was no longer as dilapidated as before, and all the tea sets and beds were dilapidated and shabby.

Before he came back, Yan Zheng really did a good job and ordered someone to decorate his residence.

The tea set and beds are all refreshed.

Not only that, but even the bedding, the clothes he was wearing, and the eunuchs and palace maids were all arranged so carefully and considerately for him.

For a time, his originally empty abode was just a day's change, and compared to before, it seemed like a heaven and an underground.

The treatment is also much better than before.

Just those palace maids and eunuchs who were arranged bowed to him one by one, and they were very respectful and humble.

How could it be that when he was in this harem a little bit ago, those minions sneered at him, were domineering, and condescendingly bullied.

Gorgeous palaces, gorgeous clothes, and delicious food.

The hall is adorned with countless treasures.

Once—

These are all things that he cannot hope for.

Now, he's got it so easily.

He naturally knew that these were all given to him by Yan Yiyi.

If it weren't for Yan Yiyi, he would have been a cold corpse now.

The better Yan Zheng treats him, the more he hates him!

As his father, he did not fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

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It was also his whims.

What is the identity of the father, he is not an ordinary family, there are only a few children, whether male or female, they are all held in the palm of his hand to hurt.

He is the emperor, the ninety-five, the harem concubines, and the children, naturally, there are countless children.

And how do you know who he is?

He is fortunate and unlucky.

Fortunately, he met Yan Yiyi.

Unfortunately, he was born royal.

Hurried footsteps could be heard behind him.

There is also the sound of a group of palace maids and eunuchs kneeling.

Yan Yin turned around and saw He Yan's pale face soaked with tears.

It was as if she had been crying for a day, so that her face was pale and bloodless.

The eye sockets are also red and swollen and moist.

At this moment, she looked at her gaze like a kind mother.

And not only snubbing, insulting, hating him, as before.

Seeing that he did come back safely, He Yan burst into tears again excitedly, pushed Hanxiang away from her, stepped forward quickly, grabbed his shoulders, and cried silently: "Yin'er, you're back, you're back safely." It's so good, it's okay if you're okay~ It's okay if you're okay~"

"Yes, Niangniang has been crying for a day since she learned the news of your accident with the thirty-third prince, and she hasn't eaten or drunk for a day. I'm afraid that something will happen to you, the thirty-third prince, and she really doesn't know what to do. ”

Yan Yin's immature and cold face was as calm as the deep night, and she was only seven years old.

But on his cold face, there is the maturity of an adult.

Faced with Heyan's bitter crying, he had no expression on his face.

Even in my heart, I was indifferent.

In the past, He Yan's concern for him was something he never dreamed of.

But at this moment—

But he thought she was hypocritical and disgusting.

Once, she tried in every possible way to kill him, put him to death, torture him in all kinds of cruel ways, and whip him.

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