Dad tortured me thousands of times, and I never saw him again.
First with the scumbag in the crematorium, and then with true love.
Feng Ziying: Xiao Huan'er, come and meet me as your teacher!
Jia Huan: Scumbag, get away.
Baoyu: Brother Huan, you are so pure!
Jia Huan:......
Jia Zheng: Evil! If you haven't knelt down yet, why don't you apologize to your father?
Jia Huan:......
Mother Jia: Mr. Huan, if you can't write two characters "Jia" in one stroke, you should go back home.
Jia Huan: Don't dare, I want to live longer.
Prince Zhongshun: Huan'er, why haven't you come to see me recently? Could it be that you are arrogant because of his favor?
Jia Huan:......
Daiyu: What kind of poem are you writing? I have no time to talk to you.
Jia Huan: Pretending. Sister, I earned your position as princess.
Daiyu: Bah! It's obviously my own military exploits.
Purpose: A good life requires struggle