The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

Si Yan raised his eyes slightly and looked at the man in front of him. His left face was fair and handsome, and his facial features were more three-dimensional and profound than before.

Brother Mo Ran was born in the same year as her brother and is now 28 years old.

When he was young, he spent most of his time with Uncle Ling in the army, but as long as he was in Shangjing, he was the brother who loved her the most.

Si Yan's eyes were surprisingly calm, like the ripple-free surface of a lake, reflecting the gentle sunlight.

Ling Mo Ran still turned his eyes slightly: "Brother, do you look very ugly now?"

There was a long scar on the right side of Ling Moran's face, from the corner of his eyebrow to his jaw.

Although Yunya Divine Doctor and Si Ru have tried many methods over the years, they still cannot completely eliminate the scar. One reason is that too much time has passed, and the other is that the wound is too deep.

"How could that be? In my heart, Big Brother is the best looking."

Ling Moran lowered his head slightly and looked at the little girl in front of him: "Is she as pretty as Prince Yan?"

"Of course, big brother is much more handsome than King Yan." Si Yan's lips were dimple-covered, her skin was as white as ice, and she was too beautiful to be an ordinary woman.

"Hahaha..." Ling Moran couldn't help but laugh out loud.

He had thought that after not seeing her for so many years, the girl would become estranged from him, but he didn't expect that the girl would still be so kind to him.

When he was at the top of the cliff, he already knew that this girl was with King Yan.

He also heard that she had a legendary story about helping the Yan State to eliminate the Hu Lu.

He had never imagined that this girl would have such lofty ambitions, nor had he ever imagined the earth-shaking things she had done during the days when he was missing.

She killed 200,000 enemies, became a first-rank female official before the emperor, the general of Daxuan, the Flying Eagle General of Yan State, and now the regent queen.

This girl is no longer the little girl she used to be.

Ling Moyan took out an oil-paper bag from his arms and gently opened it: "Brother bought you something delicious..."

"Let me see what it is." Si Yan smiled and reached out to take it, only to feel it was a little heavy in his hand.

After so many years, Brother Mo Ran would still buy her delicious food every time he came back.

"You never like sweet things. This is popping glutinous rice, freshly fried."

Si Yan opened the bag and took a look. Inside was popcorn. There was salt in the popcorn. She loved eating it when she was a child...

"Thank you, big brother." She said softly, suppressing all her emotions deep in her heart.

Ling Moran smiled, and suddenly heard footsteps. He turned behind him and saw a woman following him.

"Ayan, this is Miss Ahe..." Ling Moran paused, as if he didn't know how to introduce her.

"Brother, we already know each other." Si Yan looked at the woman next to Ling Moran.

The woman was wearing clothes that Si Yan had sent her. They were made in the style and fabric of the clothes worn by women from aristocratic families in the capital.

Compared with three years ago, the woman's temperament has changed greatly. Her appearance is very similar to Si Xuan. She has a dignified look and is very beautiful.

"Ah He greets the Regent." The girl bowed slightly and saluted Si Yan.

"Just call me A'Yan, future sister-in-law..." Si Yan narrowed his eyebrows and smiled slightly.

Ah He couldn't help but lower his head, a blush on his face: "Thank you, Miss Yan, for taking care of me and Congge over the years..."

"What are you talking about? This is my elder brother, it's all my duty." Si Yan smiled faintly.

Ling Moyan paused for a moment and said, "Ah Yan, Ah He has been taking care of me all these years. When we were not well off, she saved money and saved all the delicious food and drinks for Big Brother..."

"Okay, I understand." Three years ago, when Si Yan first met the two of them outside Jinwu City.

Brother Mo Ran was wearing silk and satin, but Ah He was wearing coarse cloth clothes with patches on them.

Ling Moran opened his lips as if he was about to say something, when the sound of horse hooves came from afar.

He looked up and saw Si Qingshan and Ling Mohan rushing back from the army.

Si Qingshan strode ahead, with Ling Mohan following closely behind.

Three years ago, when Ling Moran was brought back, Si Qingshan was training in the army and was unable to go in person.

He and his best brother haven't seen each other for more than eight years, almost nine years.

When the two met for the first time, they seemed to not know what to say. Si Qingshan opened his arms and hugged Ling Moyan.

Ling Moran also smiled slightly and hugged Si Qingshan.

The two patted each other's backs at the same time, then let go of each other and looked at each other.

After a while, Si Yan realized that both of their eyes were wet.

"I'm glad you're back." Si Qingshan suppressed all emotions and smiled at Ling Moran.

"Well, we can fight the enemy side by side again in the future." Ling Moran also showed a smile on his face, but a tear couldn't help falling.

Qingshan had always suppressed his talent and never tried to steal his limelight in the army.

After his "death in battle", Qingshan began to show his prowess in the army and became the most valiant general around His Majesty after him.

Over the past three years, he and His Majesty have been recuperating together at the top of Yunya Mountain, and have learned a lot about what has happened over the years.

If it weren't for Qingshan, Your Majesty would probably not be able to defend the border of Daxuan in such a desperate situation.

Of course, no one would have thought that A Yan would grow up at that time, take on the important task of Da Xuan, and bring in the help of King Yan.

"Brother..." Ling Mohan sniffed, and although he tried his best to control his emotions, he still cried like a baby.

In the past three years, for the safety of His Majesty and his elder brother, no one except his father went to the top of Yunya. He wanted to see his elder brother several times, but he held back.

Unexpectedly, my brother was able to recover.

"Mo Han, you've suffered a lot over the years." Ling Moran reached out and hugged his younger brother.

He knew that after his disappearance, the one who suffered the most was his younger brother.

When he left, Mo Han was just a young boy of fifteen years old. Now, he has become such a mature young general.

Ling Mohan shook his head: "I'm not suffering, big brother, as long as you are okay..."

Ling Mohan wiped the tears from Ling Moran's shoulder. The moment he saw his elder brother, he suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders had been lighter over the years.

He knew that the burden on his shoulders would actually be heavier in the future, but he felt much more relaxed in his heart.

"Brother, have you seen father after coming back?" Ling Mohan asked.

"Yes, I have. I just heard that Ah Yan was assassinated, so I rushed over."

Over the years, his father had secretly come to Yunyading several times, and he and his father had already met each other.

He had just been home and had already met Uncle Si.

Si Qingshan and Ling Mohan both turned their gazes towards Si Yan: "Little girl, are you okay?"

"It's okay, big brother, big brother Mo Ran, you guys chat first, I still have some things to deal with, I'll get together with you guys when I'm free after I finish."

"Okay, you go and get busy first..." Ling Moran smiled slightly and looked at Si Yan, "From now on, if Big Brother wants to see Ah Yan, does he have to go to the palace?"

"Maybe, we may have to go to the battlefield." Si Yan said softly, turned around and got on another carriage that Boya called.

Ling Moran couldn't help but remain silent. It was said that the Beimang Kingdom had already mobilized its troops and the two countries would go to war soon.

Before Si Yan left, he glanced at Ah He and said, "Brother Mo Ran, don't just chat with yourselves. Don't neglect Sister Ah He..."

Ah He's face flushed again when she heard this, but Ling Mo Ran held Ah He's hand: "I know, little girl..."

Ling Mo Ran had the illusion that there were things he hadn't said, but Ah Yan knew them clearly...