After all, the doctors had said that Yan Qianyi would never wake up again.
And the people who took her away last night had all died.
At this moment, her sudden presence here, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder, was indeed somewhat frightening.
A middle-aged woman emerged from the crowd, Yan Qianyi's nanny from when she was a child.
She approached Yan Qianyi slowly, her voice choked with sobs and trembling, "Miss, is it really you?"
As she got closer, Aunt Xue took Yan Qianyi's hand,
feeling the warmth of Yan Qianyi's hand, Aunt Xue's eyes reddened and tears welled up, "Miss! It's really Miss who has come back! Miss isn't dead!"
"Miss, you've finally come back!" Aunt Xue cried inconsolably, "It must be Madam's blessing, heaven's blessing..."
"Don't cry, Aunt Xue, I'm fine now," Yan Qianyi said with a slight smile.
So, there were still people in this family who cared about her.
At that moment, Yan Hong also rushed down the stairs upon hearing the commotion.
Seeing him, Yan Qianyi immediately threw herself into his arms, "Daddy."
Yan Hong was taken aback before he came to his senses, holding Yan Qianyi excitedly, "My dear, you... you're awake."
Yan Qianyi was slightly stunned.
For over a decade, Daddy had always called her his dear.
But now, was she still Daddy's dear?
If she was, then why did Daddy sell her?
Yan Qianyi began to cry in Yan Hong's arms.
Yan Hong gently patted her shoulder, "It's alright, it's alright, now that you're back, everything is fine."
After crying for a while, Yan Qianyi looked up, her gaze finally turning towards Han Yarong and her daughter, "Aunt Han, Ruyi, why are you in my house?"
Han Yarong was taken aback, and the servants around them exchanged puzzled looks.
The atmosphere suddenly became a bit awkward.
"Qianyi, this is what happened..." Han Yarong stepped forward, about to say something.
But she was interrupted by Yan Hong, "My dear, you've just woken up, go upstairs and rest, we can discuss everything later."
Yan Qianyi, still sobbing, nodded her head, looking obedient yet aggrieved.
When she turned to go upstairs, she caught a glimpse of Han Yarong's face turning ashen from the corner of her eye.
And Yan Ruyi's face wasn't looking any better either.
Can't handle this already?
A cunning smile flickered at the corners of Yan Qianyi's tear-stained lips.
This was just the beginning.
After going upstairs, Yan Qianyi headed straight for her own bedroom.
Han Yarong quickly nudged Yan Hong's arm, shooting him a meaningful look.
Now, Yan Qianyi's bedroom was already being occupied by Yan Ruyi.
Getting the hint from Han Yarong, Yan Hong hesitated before speaking, "My dear, during the two years you were in a vegetative state, Daddy set up a separate room for you with all the medical equipment you might need. You've just woken up, and we haven't done a physical examination yet, it would be better to sleep in that room, it's more convenient."
"Daddy, my body is already fine."
Having said that, Yan Qianyi had already pushed open the door to the bedroom.
She immediately covered her nose, turning her head away with a look of disdain, "Ew, why is there a strange smell?"
Yan Hong sniffed, "Is there? I don't smell anything."
The servants following behind also sniffed.
By now, Yan Ruyi's face had turned a shade of green, with her eyes reddening.
Everyone present, except for Yan Qianyi, knew that she had been sleeping in this room now.
"It really smells," Yan Qianyi added, "Could it be that something unclean got into the room since no one has been living here for two years?"
Aunt Xue hurriedly said, "Miss, just wait a little, I'll clean it up right away, and spray some alcohol to disinfect it."
Yan Ruyi felt an overwhelming sense of humiliation surge within her and ran away.
If it had been before, she would have been the center of attention in the Yan Family, with the servants all revolving around her.
But now, the true master of the Eastern Palace had returned.
No one paid attention to her, and the servants were busy getting the room ready for the real master.
Only Han Yarong herself chased after her.
After a while, a servant came to find Yan Hong and whispered in his ear, "Master, Madam says she feels unwell and asks for you to come."