Holy Emperor

In the eastern state of Changsheng Continent, there is a corner near the East Sea belonging to Chu territory. Although it is within Chu territory, King Chu established his kingdom here. 。。But for the vast Dongzhou, it is just a small dot on the map. 。In the eastern part of Chu, there is a small city called Lincheng. It has a population of hundreds of thousands and is home to four prominent families: the Zhao family, the Duanmu family, the Gou family, and the Ye family. 。The Four Great Families controlled all of Lin City's commercial trade and industry. 。The Ye family, throughout the entire Eastern Prefecture, could at most only be considered a fourth-rate small clan. Among the Four Great Families of Lin City, they could only be ranked in the middle or lower ranks. 。The Ye family's most remote location had two small courtyards, located behind the mountains and a mile away from the main courtyard of the family. 。,He was about six feet tall, lying on the bed in the small courtyard.,By the wooden bed, a young girl of about ten years old, with pigtails and her hands supporting her chin, was staring intently at the unconscious figure on the bed. 。Suddenly, the young girl's eyelids flickered, and she immediately sprang up in alarm. "Master, Master! He's awake, he's awake!"Ye Chen opened his eyes to see a pair of beautiful big eyes watching him with concern. Her long eyelashes, delicate features, and perfectly sculpted five senses made her look like a stunning human being. 。He stared blankly at everything in the room, his eyes moving from the little girl's face to the man sitting beside the Eight Immortals table. His dazed expression instantly transformed into a mix of wonder, shock, and disbelief...The person in his eyes, or so Ye Chen believed, was no stranger to him. 。For many years, the man Ye Wutian appeared in his dreams every night. He was the father he had dreamed of for over twenty years in his dreams, and the little girl Nan'er was his maidservant. 。Jian Ye Chen was unresponsive, staring blankly. Nan'er reached out a small hand and gently placed it on his forehead, her voice laced with worry, "Master, you're awake. How are you feeling Are you alright"The child's voice, pure and sweet as jade beads falling on a tray, 。。