Capital.
Prince of Ping'an's Mansion.
At this moment, Ye An was kneeling in front of Prince Ping'an's study, remaining silent. After a long time, the door of the study opened, and an old voice came through.
"Come in."
Ye An got up, his face respectful. Upon entering, he saw an emaciated old man sitting behind the desk, wearing a bright yellow robe, emanating an imposing demeanor without anger.
It was Prince Ping'an, Ye Min.
For a short while, the father and son were both silent. After a long time, Ye Min spoke, "You've been back in the capital for thirty years now, haven't you? I've lived too long, even you, my prince, are getting old."
Upon hearing this, Ye An immediately wanted to kneel down, but was stopped by Ye Min, "Today is just a heart-to-heart talk between you and me, don't think too much, come closer."
Ye An did not hesitate and went straight to sit down, "I never thought about these things, I only wish for your longevity and health."
