It is said that he did not reside in Kyoto for many years, until the age of thirteen when his father, Yan Jing, fell seriously ill. He returned from abroad for the sake of his succession. Within three days of his father's death, he married his stepmother and sent his younger half-brother to the north. A few years later, his stepmother Wan discovered her brother was back in Beijing, but he had him executed by ordering him to commit suicide with a white silk scarf. The following year, he was promoted to the commander of the Jinyiwei, punishing his younger brother. Another year later, he was appointed as the Left General of the Zhongjun Dutufu at an age before he reached adulthood, responsible for overseeing the garrison troops in Beijing. At the age of twenty-two, he ruthlessly absorbed both the East and West factories.,Wen Xue Luo shook her head, refusing to get up, crying with tears streaming down her face like pear blossoms in the rain. The red plum blossom on her clothes was stained with a dark crimson from her tears. Lin Yuanzhi felt his heart ache seeing this. He turned his head and glared at Xie Shuning: "How long will you kneel before you give up You know in your heart that Zhen'er is troubled, how could I be well Xue Luo even lost her child trying to save Zhen'er, why are you being so cruel","Lady, you killed me... it's all my fault... it's my fault..." Wen Xue Luo wept bitterly, kneeling at her feet, her voice weak and pitiful. Her demeanor was heartbreaking, but secretly, she held onto Xie Shuning's hand in an unseen corner, her long fingernails like water lilies, piercing deeply into Xie Shuning's flesh: "Let me atone for the Prince..."。