After his efforts in the past two years, he has given birth to two sons and three daughters, and two concubines have become pregnant.

At the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the doorman was dozing off and did not see two figures around him walking in.

As soon as you enter the door, you can hear the giggle of a woman coming from Chengzhong. A group of beautiful and charming young women chatting and laughing in the garden, occasionally tripping.

The visual number is about ten people.

Every woman had a nice face and a graceful figure. She sat in the garden with a round fan in her hand and smiled at a white-haired woman in the distance.

"Why is my wife in the mood to chat with me and appreciate the flowers today?"

Although the white-haired woman was wearing gorgeous clothes, she looked haggard and had withered expressions. Her eyes were silently sitting on the chair on the side.

I don't have any feelings for the Yingying and Yanyan around me.

Her eyes were very empty and dull.

She is An.

Since Yan Ziran's death, she has started to feel depressed, and finally gradually became like this. Sometimes she can sit quietly all day long and stare blankly.

She was not very interested in the extra concubines, and let them laugh at her easily. She was neither happy nor angry nor sad, as if she did not exist at all.

Yan Qingyu and Yan Ziran saw An from a distance. They were very surprised for more than a year. After almost two years, An was already covered in white hair, like an old woman in her seventies or eighties.

He is very old.

"Oh, where did this handsome young man come from? This is the backyard of Yan Mansion. I'm afraid I'm not going to the wrong place? Or is it a disciple or a flower picking thief?" A woman teased very boldly, with a stunning expression in her eyes. She was originally from a brothel and her behavior has always been dissatisfied.

In addition, she has given birth to a son for Yan Xun, and she has a certain status in all her concubines.

Everyone knows that Yan Xun is no longer the prime minister, but after being the prime minister for so many years, his family must be very rich and more powerful than ordinary powerful people. In addition, the wife in the mansion has become like this old now, while another concubine is not in charge. One of their concubines will definitely be able to jump up and become a formal or a flat wife, otherwise the wife may be a side wife.

Moreover, the backyard is basically unmanaged, but sooner or later a new hostess will appear.

The greatest possibility is Mrs. Lan, who has given birth to a son.

Mrs. Lan was born in a brothel. Because of her outstanding beauty and excellent skills, she asked Yan Xun to cover her for a whole month. Until Yan Xun found a new fun, she was pregnant.

After Yan Xun received the news, he immediately sent someone to redeem her and carried her back to the mansion.

Mrs. Lan's playful joke attracted the attention of everyone nearby. The concubines all looked over. Someone reached out to cover her lips, and a hint of blush appeared on her cheeks.

What a handsome young man.

Yan Ziran didn't say anything, and slowly walked to An's face step by step. An, who had originally had a dull face suddenly found an enlarged handsome face in front of her eyes, which was so familiar that she couldn't believe it.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to touch the phantom picture in front of her, and found that the man touched by her fingertips had warmth. She widened her eyes in disbelief, "Zi... Ziran?"

Swallow stood quietly, bent over slightly, and smiled faintly, "Yes, it's me, I'm back."

"Ziran...Ziran..." The tears in An's eyes dripped like rain. She stretched out her hand in disbelief and suddenly stood up. Then her legs became weak, she knelt on the ground and started crying directly.

"It's you... you are really back... you are not dead... Ziran... I'm sorry... I miss you so much..."

"I love you... Why do you leave me... I obviously love you so much..."

The concubines on all sides were talking and watching the scene in front of her. She didn't know Yan Ziran's identity, because the former eldest son had already died two years ago, which is well known to everyone in the world.

Seeing An telling love to a young man, the concubines were talking one by one, and some people had a glimmer of light in their eyes.

Yan Ziran bent down and helped An up, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears on her face. Yan Ziran's eyes were very gentle, so gentle that it made people feel cruel.

"Yes, I'm back, I'll come back to see you, see if you're doing well." Yan Ziran's eyes showed a faint smile. At this moment, he was very gentle, looking at An quietly, curling his lips as if he was doting a man who loved women first.

"I feel relieved to see that you are doing well now."

An was helplessly supported by Yan Ziran. As she cried, her eyes fainted as she turned dark. In the end, Yan Ziran picked her up horizontally and then sent her to the room aside.

The concubines were talking and watching the scene before them, but no one came forward to stop them. They wanted the wife to spread something bad, so it would be better for the master to divorce her.

In this way, they have the opportunity to sit in the main room.

Yan Zibing rebuilt a wall on the other side of the yard, completely separating his yard from other people in the Prime Minister's Mansion. What he said to the outside world was that his biological mother believed in Buddhism and liked quietness. To put it bluntly, she just didn't want to care about the miscellaneous things in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Yan Xun became more and more excessive. As the prime minister, he had accumulated a lot of money and food, which was enough for him to squander. However, he not only spent money every day, but also liked to keep outdoor rooms outside. In addition, the existence of more than ten concubines in the mansion had accumulated enough silver, which was not enough for him to squander.

Yan Xun thought in his mind that he had no hope of reinstatement anyway, and had been tired for most of his life. Now that he has this opportunity, he can have a good rest. Anyway, he has a son who is an official in court.

Yan Zibing became Yan Xun's only support. Once Yan Xun was involved in the trouble, Yan Zibing came forward to deal with it.

In this way, Yan Zibing built a wall in front of his yard, so he could avoid it if he could.

And that day, he was at home and heard the comments coming from outside, as if he was saying that his wife and the little lover had a private meeting in the backyard. He didn't want to care about these things, but it was related to the reputation of the Yan Mansion. No matter what, his surname was Yan.

One prospers and one loses.

When they arrived directly at the backyard, the concubines saw Yan Zibing's faces showing a fearful expression. In this mansion, there was no mistress, but they did not dare to provoke Yan Zibing.

Yan Zibing is now ranked among the six ministers of the ministers, and is the first rank of official position. He also married a concubine of King Hao as his wife.

He is even more a celebrity in front of His Majesty.

"grown ups……"

"Where is the madam?" Yan Zibing looked around the audience with cold eyes. He never cared about the affairs of the women behind him, but if he had done something to ruin Yan's reputation, he would never give up.

The concubines looked at An's room one by one. Yan Zibing rushed over without saying a word. When she pushed open the door, she saw Yan Qingyu walking out of it.

He was stunned for a moment.

"Seventh sister?"

Yan Zibing never thought that she would see her one day, she would have ‘dead’ long ago, right?

Yan Ziran put down An in a coma and walked out when he heard the sound. Yan Zibing saw a familiar face without any precaution. He was extremely surprised: "Brother?"

Yan Ziran nodded coldly: "Sixth brother, long time no see."

"Aren't you all dead...why..." Yan Zibing was extremely surprised. Both dead people were back, and their relationship became good.

Yan Qingyu stretched out her hand and hooked the hair in her ear. She smiled slightly: "Long time no see, sixth brother, congratulations to you, now a powerful minister. How is she doing?"

Yan Zibing put away the shock in her eyes, then her usual careless expression appeared on her face, and she said lightly: "She is dedicated to worshiping Buddha, and it is rare to see people."

"Is that right? I originally wanted to visit my aunt, so let it go, so as not to disturb her."

Yan Zibing had many things to ask, but when he saw the two people in front of him, he probably understood something? There was a hint of envy in his eyes.

It's great that they finally left this family and became free.

And I have a mother to take care of, and I cannot leave everything free and easy.

"Brother, madam, she..."

"I just came back to see me. I didn't expect that there were so many concubines in the backyard. I heard that several younger brothers and sisters were born?"

Yan Ziran interrupted Yan Zibing's words, and it seemed that he didn't want to talk about An's affairs.

"Yes, there are two more brothers, two sisters, and one in the belly." Yan Zibing raised her lips gently and sneered sarcastically.

He had long seen Yan Xun's absurd behavior besides his long time ago.

After losing the power in his hands, he became particularly nervous and emotionally unstable. He was determined to re-train his son to fight for power.

It’s just a pity that they are only one year old, and it will take at least ten years to get these younger brothers to become successful.

"Do you want to go out and sit?" Yan Qingyu suddenly asked.

Yan Zibing was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay!"

He also wanted to understand some things, so he agreed very readily.

When the three of them were about to leave the mansion side by side, Yan Xun, who was drunk and shaking in, was helped back by his servants. It was only noon, but he began to be drunk and unconscious.

Yan Xun walked into the courtyard and looked at the familiar face that was coming towards him. He burped, "You...who are we? Why are we here at my home? It looks familiar, well... Yan Qingyu, you are really like Yan Qingyu. I have killed my legitimate son, I want to kill you!"

Yan Xun was drunk and unconscious. For a while, he couldn't tell who the person in front of him was? But seeing the blurry and familiar face in front of him, he stepped forward angrily and wanted to attack Yan Qingyu.

But I was stopped directly.

Yan Ziran looked at her father with cold eyes, reached out and pushed him hard, pushing him to the ground.

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New article occupying the pit, the strongest medical concubine: Tyrant, come to fight if you don’t accept it, welcome to collect it

New article occupying the pit, the strongest medical concubine: Tyrant, come to fight if you don’t accept it, welcome to collect it

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