Dream Hua Embers Records

Yan Qihao unfolded it and was startled.This is a will.

It is stated in the above that if the dragon controls Bintian today, Yan Yin and Yan Ting will restore their clan status immediately, and Yan Yin will be granted the title of Prince Yi's son.If Yan Qihao, king of Yi, is dead, Yan Yin will succeed him as king of Yi.If the title of King Yi has already been inherited by other heirs of Yan Qihao, the other heirs will be canonized as princes separately.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Yan Qihao was very confused.

"Xiao Liu... It's impossible for the two of us to protect them for the rest of our lives. Sooner or later we will leave them first... Without our protection, Yin'er has such a pure and kind heart. What is there to rely on? Ruoyin'er has a accident, how can you tell Ting'er to live?" Yan Qicheng sighed dejectedly.

"But... Your Majesty, there are two princes from one family, I absolutely dare not accept it!"

"Xiao Liu, what do you mean? Do you want to leave third brother behind and go underground early?"

Yan Qihao knew he had slipped his words, blushed, lowered his head and stopped speaking.

The embarrassment of the father and son in front of the emperor is exactly the same.

Yan Qicheng shook his head and smiled wryly, "I'm not doing it for Yin'er, nor for the grace of you. I'm just doing it for my son. Only by keeping Yin'er's glory and wealth can I keep Ting'er to enjoy life forever and be safe forever."

"Yes." Yan Qihao handed the folder to Yan Yin with both hands, and Yan Yin kowtowed to thank him.

"Whether you go first or I go first, you have to plan for the future for them. With Ting'er's character, he will inevitably kill his brother. How can you guarantee that your sons will not treat Yin'er harshly in the future?" ?" Yan Qicheng muttered to himself.

Yan Qihao snorted, how could his sons treat Yin'er so harshly?

On the West Wind Ancient Road, the sun sets towards the evening.

Yan Yin stopped the horse and persuaded, "Father, don't send it off anymore. If it is too late, the city gate will be closed."

Yan Qicheng took out the golden tiger talisman from his pocket, and said with a smile, "Isn't this still called the city gate?"

Yan Yin snorted, "Father always teaches us to obey the rules, but now I..." At this point, Yan Yin paused, after all, it's not good for a son to criticize his parents face to face.

Yan Qihao also laughed, "In a person's life, there are always some things that are worth breaking the rules and risking their lives to do. What is such a small thing? It's like when your father married your mother regardless, just like... You don't care to save Ting'er."

Yan Yin followed Yan Qihao's gaze and looked at the carriage not far away.Because of the heat, the curtains on all sides of the car were drawn, and Yan Ting's handsome silhouette, outlined by the setting sun, looked like a picture.

As if sensing Yan Yin's gaze, Yan Ting turned his head and smiled slightly, making people feel like a spring breeze.It looks... It doesn't look like he is suffering from mental illness at all, he is still the high-spirited and ambitious young general back then.

Yan Yin sighed softly in her heart, after all... never going back...

Seeing Yan Yin's gloomy expression, Yan Qicheng quickly comforted him, "I have asked Xie De to take care of the place where you live. It is halfway up Baishan Mountain. There are good hot springs there. The atmosphere is warm. Even in severe winter, you can wear The clothes are not cold, which is good for you and Ting'er's body. Although it is on the mountain, it is only half a day's walk from the nearest village and town, which is very convenient."

Yan Yin was startled, she didn't expect Yan Qihao to prepare for him so thoughtfully, her eyes widened, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Seeing Yan Yin like this, Yan Qihao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "You have been rich and well-clothed since childhood, and you have never lived alone. How do you know how many trivial things you have to arrange? There are ten servants left for you over there. After a dozen guards sent you there, they also stayed there to serve you."

"Father, don't you need so many people? I can handle it myself! Besides, the third brother doesn't like being surrounded by so many outsiders."

"Don't send more people, my father is worried. If you think you don't need so many people, you can send them back one after another, but those who are necessary must be kept. You have no strength to restrain a chicken, and Ting'er's body is not strong enough." Well, in case something happens, how do you deal with it?"

Although Yan Yin felt that Yan Qihao's worry was a little unnecessary, she was worried, wondering if Yan Liang's mother's family would seek revenge, so she no longer refused.

"Let's say goodbye today, I don't know if we can meet again in this life..." Yan Qihao sighed.

"Daddy! How can you say such unlucky words? As long as your illness is properly maintained, you will be fine. I have repeatedly told my second brother, foster father, and master to let them keep an eye on you, and you will be fine. Yes." Yan Yin was in a hurry.

Yan Qihao pretended to be angry, "What do you mean helping you stare at me? How can you talk to the father! It's not big or small!"

Yan Yin retorted, "My father told me that someone must watch you, otherwise you won't know if you are hungry or full when you start doing things, let alone remember to take your medicine on time."

"Okay, you still use the emperor's words to suppress me, it's against you!" Yan Qicheng scolded with a smile, and took out the porcelain bottle that had been rained out of the sky from his bosom, "This, you take it. Take this thing with you I am afraid that the medicine will be broken, so Shu Yu made me another medicine bag. This... After all, it was accidentally broken by Dad, and Dad taught you how to repair it, so you take it and think about it."

Yan Yin nodded with tears in her eyes, took the porcelain bottle and put it in her arms.

"Crying again..." Yan Qihao's rough fingertips slipped across Yan Yin's eyelashes, "You are an adult, don't cry all the time, Ting'er is pointing at you!"

"Yes." Yan Yin nodded heavily.

"One letter per month, no interruption at any time, otherwise I will punish you severely when you come back!"

"Yes..." Yan Yin was amused by Yan Qihao's feigned anger.

In the spring of March, the grass grows and the warbler flies.

At the foot of Baishan Mountain in Bohai County, the annual three major festivals in March have opened again.

Rich merchants, peddlers and pawns gathered here with a radius of several tens of miles, with mountain goods, hides, medicinal materials... everything you need for basic necessities, food, housing and transportation.

On the bustling long street, two people came, one was in his thirties, and the other looked only in his early twenties.The two wore identical ochre-colored sea-green clothes with lotus-colored brocade trims, no different from ordinary merchants, but their handsome appearance and noble demeanor made them stand out from the crowd.

The older one was tall and slender, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, with a childish smile on the corners of his brows and eyes, and kept looking around.The younger one was slightly shorter, with fair complexion and beautiful facial features like a woman's. He also smiled and had a gentle face. He always cared for the older one with his arms, and never left his eyes for a moment.

These two people are Yan Yin and Yan Ting.

Ten years of exile did not seem to have left too many traces on the two of them.At a glance, it looks like they are still the same pair of brothers who walked hand in hand in the Forbidden Palace and the Imperial Garden back then.

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