The old woman's blue and white cheeks recovered in an instant. Her expression, which was still painful, was full of surprise. She looked at the old man with admiration in her eyes and knelt on the ground: "God! God!"

The old man touched his beard, said nothing, his mouth raised slightly, and kept smiling and said, "How about madam!"

Yang Yuhuan looked at the old woman and was surprised. This guy was in pain a second ago, but now he was ready, but this was not a big deal. He looked at the old man and said, "I believe you know what the empress is doing! If she makes any mistakes, even I can't protect your life! You know!"

"This husband naturally knows! I came here for this!" The old man touched his beard with a smile in his eyes.

"Looking at the appearance of the gentleman, I must be full of confidence. I don't know what kind of reward the old man needs. If it is feasible, I will do whatever he wants!" Yang Yuhuan leaned on the chair, revealing her charming curve. Seeing the old man's heart calm, there were only three types of people in the world, one who was greedy for pleasure, one who was greedy for authority, and one who was greedy for wealth and glory. These three types happened to be what she could give.

The old man stretched out his finger and smiled and said, "I don't want anything to come today. I'm here just for a fate. I will naturally leave after I finish it!"

"Fate?" Yang Yuhuan seemed to hear a huge joke. Someone was talking about fate with her. In this long night world, there was such a saying. Yang Yuhuan didn't believe it anyway, and even showed a kind of doubt in her heart.

Li Ping'er and Diao Chan looked at each other, staring at each other with their eyebrows and eyes. Li Ping'er kept winking at Diao Chan, meaning: Where are you looking for someone, you have no desires and no desires!

Diao Chan glanced at Li Ping'er and said nothing in her heart. She just stared at the old man. He was not willing to believe that there would be people in this world without desires, but the living person in front of him was here.

The old man looked at Yang Yuhuan and then said, "Today's come is just a good fate, so the empress doesn't have to worry!"

"Sir, I feel guilty!" Yang Yuhuan was also unsure when he saw the old man's attitude.

"Thank you for your praise!" The old man touched his beard, with a sense of arrogance in his expression. He stood in this hall, his body as proud as bamboo, and between the world, there was also a turbid green ivy.

"My mother!" A sound of a child's chick came from outside the hall, and the sound was crisp, like a quiet sound from the valley. I heard a few small steps at random, and Bu Ling ran towards this side.

"Squeak!"

I saw a little boy holding a chicken leg in his left hand and a wooden sword in his right hand. He ran over here with a shouting sound. He was wearing a white unicorn robe, and a white fox fur wrapped around his neck, which was tightly wrapped around the little guy's neck, with a lot of oil stains on it, and a yellow tiger skin on his head. He was only just at the waist of the maid, with a greasy head and a pink face, and a nose! His eyes looked as good as carved, and he looked auspicious. I don't know how many girls he would harm when he grew up, and there were a few maids following him, busy following him, for fear that he would go out.

When Yang Yuhuan saw him, he hurriedly stepped forward and squatted on the ground, looked at the oil stains on his neck, and scolded: "How many times have you told you! Don't eat with fox fur!"

"Hahaha! Accidentally! Accidentally!" Han Ning scratched his head, looking embarrassed. In this palace, he was having fun.

"You!" Yang Yuhuan poked his head and said, "Come here! Give Ning'er some candy water! Run for so long! You're thirsty!"

"I have sugar water to drink! It's so good! ……………………!” Han Ning was so excited when he heard about drinking sugar water.

"Make the sir laugh." Yang Yuhuan saw that the old man had been watching Han Ning, and this time he patted Han Ning behind him and asked him to play.

Han Ning stared at the old man with big eyes and a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to see through the old man. The old man also looked at Han Ning. In Han Ning's eyes, he saw a ball of flame, like endless flames, trying to burn the world to ashes.

"I guess this is the second son of King Han, Gongzi Ning!" The old man looked at Yang Yuhuan with a smile, and his eyes looked at Han Ning from time to time.

Li Ping'er, who was standing beside him, looked at the old man as if he had seen something, then said, "I have seen something! I am a very powerful man with my adopted son's life!"

Li Ping'er looked at the old man, tapped Yang Yuhuan with her hand, and signaled him to see.

Yang Yuhuan looked at the old man and said for a while: "I dare to ask the sir for his honorary name!"

"Oh! Hahahahahaha! My husband's name and surname have been too long, so I can't remember it anymore. People nowadays seem to be called me Nanhua!" The old man touched his beard and smiled. If Liao Hua was here at this moment, he would definitely recognize him. This guy was the old man who saved Li Xiaogong.

"Nanhua..." Yang Yuhuan murmured to himself.

"Not bad! Gongzi Ning also has the aura of becoming king, but what I want to ask is, when the young master was born, I heard that there were dragons and phoenixes and colorful clouds in the sky, but I heard that there were dragons and phoenixes and colorful clouds in the sky." Nanhua looked at Yang Yuhuan with a serious expression, no longer smiling like before.

"Not bad! When my sister gave birth to this brat, there was indeed a dragon and phoenix in the sky, and Fengyun was here with my sister." Li Ping'er said from time to time. The ancients were not a little bit superstitious about superstition.

"Both dragons and phoenixes are auspicious. I heard that the king had two sons that day. They were both lucky people. They were all in the future, not themselves. The Empress should think twice in the future..." Nanhua looked at Han Ning, his eyes full of worry. This son was originally a piece of beautiful jade. If he carved it carefully, he would become grand in the future.

"What's the point of this sir?" Yang Yuhuan looked at Nanhua. The old man was even insincere with him. Isn't this punishing her?

"Shut up! Don't say anything more! Please take me there! After you finish, I will say goodbye too!" Nanhua kept silent, picked up the whisk, and looked forward with his eyebrows.

Yang Yuhuan glanced at Han Ning behind her and said to Li Ping'er: "Sister! Take your sir! Remember to be careful not to be seen!"

"Sister understand!" Li Ping'er pointed Han Ning's little nose, stood up, and said to Nanhua: "Sister, come with me!"

"please!"
Chapter completed!