"Your Majesty Qi Lin, please see the princess." The man bowed and saluted.

Shen Yin nestled in the large chaise longue. After hearing this, there was an inconspicuous wave in her eyes. She looked at the person coming and leaned forward subconsciously.

She never delved into her own thoughts, nor did she hide them.

"Qi Xichen, what are you doing here?" She stared at the person in front of her without blinking. Not many people could stand such a gaze.

But the person in front of her didn't dodge at all, and even raised his head to look directly at her.

"There is a flood in Jizhou. Please give the princess an order to open the granary and store grain." He was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was upright, but Shen Yuan felt bored when he saw it.

She lazily nestled back into the chaise longue, resting her head on one hand and looking at him emotionlessly.

She said casually: "It's useless for you to tell me this." She raised her chin: "The one in the Palace of Eternal Life can make the decision."

Qi Lin looked at the girl in front of him who was younger than him and felt a little stunned.

Speaking of which, he and Shen Yin were childhood sweethearts, but things had changed since she was seven years old.

Those clear eyes never appeared again, replaced by numbness and cold blood.

Somehow, he opened his mouth: "Wanlan..."

Wanlan is the word for Chen Yin, which was given by her worthless mother.

Her mother was a palace maid. It was the current emperor's drunken affair that turned the palace maid into a concubine in the harem.

But so what, her status was humble, and even the children she gave birth to were looked down upon, and she died early. But Shen Yun was left behind. Before she was seven years old, she was extremely wild. She fell in love with trees, picked fruits, went to the river to fish, and the winter was cold. So she put more straw under the bed. When the summer got hot, she went into the river every day. The palace maids and eunuchs didn't care about her. All the monthly allowances sent by the palace went into their pockets.

The person she played best with was her second emperor sister, who was two years older than her and loved to secretly stuff her with cakes and fruits until that day.

She remembered clearly that it was the twentieth day of the twelfth lunar month, and there was still thick snow everywhere in the palace. She was taken to a place.

She had never seen such a gorgeous palace, with gold everywhere, and even the dragons on the pillars were lifelike. She knelt there and did not dare to move, but she was curious, so she looked everywhere.

Then she saw a pile of broken human limbs and an orchid hosta.

Her second imperial sister’s favorite thing is orchids, and she wishes she could wear orchids from head to toe.

She recognized this hairpin. It was exactly the same. The other hairpin was given to her by the Second Princess.

Under the flickering candlelight, she could clearly see the face hanging on the wall.

Her eyes widened and she murmured in disbelief: "Second Imperial Sister..."

Then she heard a voice, which was a bit old and majestic.

"Your second imperial sister was disobedient, so my father gave her some punishment." A man in a bright yellow robe came over and covered her face with his calloused hands.

"But I know that you are my most obedient daughter. You will definitely not be like your second princess, right?"

It was like a snake spitting out snakebites staring at her, Shen Yin felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

"What's your name?" the man asked.

Shen Yin trembled: "Shen Yin."

"Okay, from today on, you are a Yin slave and my best tool."

As soon as the word "I" came out, she realized that the devil-like man in front of her was her biological father, her father.

From then on, she had everything, except that her name was never called again.

Shen Yuan was a little confused. She came back to her senses and looked at the worried man in front of her, a little puzzled.

This man was different from everyone she had seen.
Chapter completed!