After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

"Okay, he is your father."

Ji Yan's voice was choked with sobs, but he tried his best to remain calm.

After saying this, he reached out and patted the abandoned prince's hand again, and said with a smile: "Yu Zhang, she is the child you spent so much effort to send out back then."

Upon hearing this, the deposed crown prince looked at Ji Yan in astonishment, opened his mouth and uttered "ah" twice, then saw Ji Yan lower his eyelids and nodded to him.

No one has spoken to him in the past twenty years. Every year when Ji Yan comes to see him, he just passes by quickly and leaves soon. The deposed prince has almost lost the ability to speak.

He tried to speak, but it was difficult.

His eyes turned to Jiang Hao again, his eyes full of scrutiny.

Tears rolled down the corners of his eyes, and for a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad.

Jiang Hao didn't say anything. She felt so heavy-hearted that she felt a dull pain. She couldn't imagine how the deposed prince had survived all these years.

While suffering inhuman torture, they are forced to live.

When Ji Yan first saw him through the secret passage, he was also shocked beyond words. As time passed, he had already accepted it.

The emperor would not let his rebellious son die, so he would use a thousand ways to keep him alive.

However, a servant who looks down on others and bullies others by taking advantage of his power will definitely not take good care of someone who is hated by Your Majesty.

Therefore, they were openly or covertly bullying this former crown prince and taking benefits from "certain people".

The room where the deposed prince lived had never been cleaned since he moved in, and his daily filth was dumped in it.

If they were not worried that the deposed prince would develop bedsores from the filth and die from festering, they would not have cleaned him at all.

Here, basically no servants will come in after midnight.

But at dawn, someone else would surely come in.

There's no guarantee that someone won't come in during that time.

Therefore, the time they can spend here is very short, and they have to rely on their luck to avoid running into anyone.

"Okay, talk to your dad for a while."

Ji Yan turned his face away in sorrow, carefully moved to the side, turned his back to the two of them, and wiped his tears.

Jiang Hao didn't know what to say and looked at the deposed prince in silence.

Could it be that the original body was really the daughter of the deposed crown prince?

Jiang Hao still had some doubts, but he still reached out his hand and placed it on the deposed prince's cold and withered hand.

The wound from cutting his tendons had already scabbed over, and the ugly scar crawled on his wrist like a centipede.

Jiang Hao checked his hands and feet with the light of the night pearl, and his mood sank to the bottom.

Basically - it's incurable.

However, Jiang Hao said nothing. He took a gourd from his waist, wet the spiritual spring water in the gourd with gauze, and applied it to the hands and legs of the deposed prince.

"You...what...are you...doing..."

The voice of the deposed prince sounded like a saw, harsh and unpleasant to the ears.

When Ji Yan heard the voice, he turned around with a look of joy: "Yu Zhang, you spoke."

The deposed prince ignored him, still looking at Jiang Hao, and asked again with difficulty.

"Your Highness, do you want to stand up again?"

Jiang Hao asked him, but she couldn't utter the word "Dad".

stand up?

Ji Yan walked a few steps to Jiang Hao, unable to hide the joy on his face: "Hao'er, are you serious?"

Jiang Hao wasn't sure, after all, it had been too long. However, since the spiritual spring water could cleanse the bones and marrow, it might not be a bad idea to give it a try.

only……

Jiang Hao shook his head: "If it's here, I'm afraid it won't work. Unless you come here every night."

Coming every night is too risky.

Ji Yan can't afford to gamble, and Jiang Hao can't possibly gamble with him!