In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, if you accepted my imperial brother and had four disciples surrounding you, wouldn't you be happier?"
The pure and beautiful cute girl smiled brightly, showing her teeth as white as jade, and said to the old man with white hair and white beard.
The old man with white hair and white beard is Ouyang Tianfeng, the innocent beauty is Nangong Lan, the middle-aged woman who still has charm is the queen, and the beautiful young man is Situ Xinghen. They all rushed to the palace of Dayue Dynasty.
Nangong Lan's words made Ouyang Tianfeng even more excited, and the light in his eyes became even brighter:
“Quack quack…
Yes, yes, by then I will have four apprentices surrounding me.
Girl, it doesn’t matter what you call me outside, but in front of your royal brother, you must not call me old man!
I don’t want your imperial brother to follow your example and call me a dead old man. Wuwuwu... By then, even if I don’t die, I will have to be called to death by you two little bastards.”
"Hehehehe... old man, there are no taboos. The more you tell me, the longer you will live. You will live to be two hundred years old.
Hee hee hee... If you die, who will still play with me? Of all the people, you are the most energetic."
Nangong Lan said with a smirk.
"Hmm, I must live to be two hundred years old and have enough fun with you before I die."
Ouyang Tianfeng nodded continuously and said.
"well……"
Just as the old man and the young man were talking, the queen actually let out a long sigh, and the old man and the young man immediately stopped talking and laughing.
"Mother, are you worried about your father again?"
Nangong Lan walked to the queen's side, held her arm and asked.
"Well, I have been married to the emperor for decades and have never left him. I am really worried."
"Mother, don't worry. After the last incident, my father will only become wiser. And you stayed with us in the Dayue Dynasty for a year and a half this time.
Only then will my father understand how difficult his life would be without you silently supporting him behind his back, and he will cherish you even more when he returns to the palace in the future."
"Queen mother, Lan'er is right, you don't have to worry about your father."
"Haha. Hen'er, Lan'er, if you want to prevent me from worrying about the emperor, there is a way, that is, you should give birth to a grandson as soon as possible and give me a hug. That will be fine."