Ye Xiaoxi sighed and looked in the direction of the study, feeling a little sad for him.
For so many years, the things that happened one after another, she felt sorry for him just by thinking about them. She really didn't know how he endured it. In these years, what he faced every day were either bloody battlefield or all kinds of intrigues. Now he was a member of the Yan family, but he was really a member of the Yan family. He didn't have a truly considerate person. Yan Rong treated him well only because of the life-saving grace and he could help him a lot. Otherwise, what could he do with that little blood bond?
"Mother, who is he?" Just as she was about to leave, she heard a soft voice behind her. It was the afternoon nap of Chang'an. When she came out, she saw the back of Feng Yan's
