Murong Yan had more distinct and sharp features than Murong Yu, with a more rugged contour, exuding a strong masculine aura beneath his handsome appearance.
Especially those eyes, calm and profound, impenetrable in revealing emotions, emanating an imposing deterrent that made him appear tall and deep, preventing anyone from daring to approach, unlike Murong Yu, whose eyes always wore a gentle smile, naturally drawing people close.
Empress Yan called out to Murong Yan like Emperor Yan used to, "A Yan, come to your sister-in-law's side..."
As soon as she spoke, Empress Yan's nostrils flared, and tears involuntarily streamed down, the excruciating pain in her heart struck again, gripping tightly onto the silk beneath her, barely resisting the urge to faint.
Murong Yan responded by walking to her side, kneeling on one knee, remembering the image of a young girl when he first met her years ago. Now, she had silver in her hair, and looked utterly haggard, croaking, "Sister-in-law."
