Tamer of the Beast

Ye Yan has lived a peaceful life for several days since he drove away General Su, but the food seems to have not changed. Shuang'er looked at the two bowls of rice and two basins of vegetables on the table that were about to become moldy and smelly with tears in her eyes. She really didn't know that she

How did Ms. He survive these years?

Even when she asked for a table, there was only one that was about to collapse.

Ye Yan didn't move her chopsticks. She would rather be hungry than eat something like this that was only given to pigs.

Every special forces soldier is like this. He never needs charity from others.

She stood up and said, "Shuang'er, sit here while I buy some food for you outside the house."

"But miss..." Shuang'er's expression changed. Even the beggar from the Kam Tim Dynasty would run away if she saw her.

I just hate that my legs are so weak from hunger, otherwise she would have gone out to buy food and come back.

"Are you afraid that I will look like a fool and run out to serve others?" Ye Yan picked up a black veil that he had found under the bed.

Shuang'er sniffed: "No, Miss, I didn't mean that I should buy it for you..."

"Stop talking nonsense, or I'll starve you to death." Ye Yan put on the veil impatiently, "If anyone comes, tell me I'm not here. If they dare to touch a hair of yours, I will make them pay with their lives!"

After saying that, Ye Yan walked out of the room without looking back. Shuang'er's tears finally flowed down like a river bursting from a dam.

It’s been fifteen years, and the lady has finally grown up

--cat dividing line--

This is the first time that Ye Yan has walked onto the streets of Kam Tim Dynasty since he came back. People are coming and going on the streets, and it’s so lively.

I just don’t know if the palace behind this excitement is as bloody as the novel?

"Boss, here are four meat buns." Ye Yan stopped at the door of the bun shop and held out four fingers to the boss.

The boss took the one tael of silver from Ye Yan's hand and handed the bun to Ye Yan.

Not far away, a carriage rushed towards here quickly

"Hey, are you a fool? You didn't run away from the carriage when you saw it?" The carriage stopped suddenly beside Ye Yan, and the coachman held the rope and shouted rudely at Ye Yan.

Ye Yan's face was dark, and another person came to find trouble: "Are you an idiot? You don't avoid passers-by when you see them?"

"Your Majesty..." The coachman was startled by Ye Yan's words, and turned to look at the people sitting in the carriage behind him.

A big hand opened the curtain of the carriage, followed by a deep male voice: "You can't handle such a small thing well, what a waste."

The coachman lowered his head. He had no choice but to guess the prince's temperament. He might be killed if he offended him one day.