The night was slightly cold.
Prince Yan sat in front of the windowsill and quietly stared in the direction of the courtyard.
Shadow Six had trimmed the courtyard. The flowers and plants were still eye-catching, but as noble as Prince Yan, he had seen all kinds of famous flowers. He was just thinking about her when he saw it.
Yan Jiuchao did not immediately disturb him. Instead, he stood behind him and sized up his back. After not seeing him for a few days, he had lost some weight. He sat there alone, and even the corners of his clothes emitted loneliness.
After standing for an unknown period of time, Yan Jiuchao finally said softly, "Father."
Prince Yan's consciousness returned. He turned around slowly and said in a hoarse voice, "You're here."
He was not surprised that Yan Jiuchao had found this place. Whether it was Shadow Thirteen and Shadow Six telling him or Xiao Zhenting leaving a message in the Helian Manor.
