"The Northern Desert Imperial Master has arrived!"
The eunuch's unique feminine voice floated in the air. He Lianchen put down the new cup brought by his attendant, and the deep and dark eyes were like clouds and treacherous waves at that moment.
Everyone looked sideways, and saw an old man with frosty hair and beard walking in the corridor, dressed in snow-white clothes. He had a childlike face, red lips, white teeth, a slender body, and eyes as bright as stars. He walked, talked and laughed in an uninhibited and unruly manner. Who has the immortality today?
,Bei Mo National Preceptor Li Tianshou!
"The poor Taoist Li Tianshou has met the Emperor of Western Chu."
"Master Immortal is well."
Duanmulang was in awe when he saw the visitor and stood up to greet him. Even Shi Wentian, the Seventh Prince and others closed their eyes and nodded to the old man. Only He Lianchen's eyes were clear, and his eyes swept over Li Tianshou.
Slightly dissatisfied.
"It came so slowly!"
"It doesn't matter if it's slow." Li Tianshou smiled at him: "It's better to come early than to come by chance."
"It's Li Tianshou, Master Li Xian!" There was an uproar everywhere.
"Oh my God, I actually saw Master Li Xian, my mother-in-law and my seventh uncle, alive! It's not a loss if you ask me to die now!"
Lin Chu looked at the person coming, his eyes a little wary.
Li Tianshou's name is often mentioned by his adoptive father. This man's age is unknown, his origin is ominous, his whereabouts are unpredictable, and he is moody. But he is the only person in the world who can be valued by his adoptive father.
It is said that someone once saw him become an immortal and disappear into thin air. He occasionally appeared in the world just to save the world. Immortality is the dream of many emperors throughout their lives. Because of this, Li Tianshou's status among the countries is unimaginable.
He actually became...Bei Desert National Preceptor?
"Little baby." Li Tianshou's immortal spirit was as straight as a pine. He looked at Hua Ling with his wise and loving eyes and said with a smile: "When you were born, the poor Taoist wandered to southern Xinjiang, and your mother, the Empress, dragged her who was weak after childbirth.
I ask the poor Taoist to pray for your blessing and longevity. The word "Ling" is what the poor Taoist got from your divination."
Li Tianshou twisted his beard and smiled: "The feathers are bird feathers, soaring into the sky, which is a sign of great wealth and great wealth. The female emperors of Southern Xinjiang are dragons and phoenixes. You are a noble person in the sky, but you want to shine the bright moon in the ditch and steal other people's names to surrender."
Identity? It’s pathetic!”
The old Taoist priest shook his head and sighed, the regret evident in his eyes.
"She...is really the daughter of the Empress of Southern Xinjiang? Then...why did she pretend to be Princess Rongmin?"
Everyone was talking and questioning, Hua Ling looked pale and stared at Li Tianshou: "You are talking nonsense, I...who gave birth to me, don't you, an old Taoist priest, know better than you?"
"Haha." Everyone laughed: "Is this woman crazy? She dares to question Master Li? She is a god in the sky, and she will wrongly accuse her of a little baby?"
"Little baby." Li Tianshou was not anxious or annoyed. He raised his lips and looked at Hua Ling: "You don't believe Pindao's words?"
Hua Ling bit her lip, hatred boiling in her eyes. How should she answer this...?
To say that she believes it is to admit that she is an imposter. To say that she does not believe it is to openly antagonize the kings and people of all countries!
Li Tianshou is a holy immortal who has achieved enlightenment, and she is just a little-known mortal. Carrying Li Tianshou with her is like a mantis trying to beat a chariot and seeking death.
Shi Wentian rolled his eyes, and suddenly he put his hand on his forehead as if he could not help but feel weak. There was a light in his eyes. If necessary, he could call it quits because of illness!
Li Tianshou sighed and looked at Hua Ling with eyes full of love and redemption: "No one is a saint, and no one can make mistakes. If you know your mistakes, you can improve a lot."
Hua Ling's chest rose and fell violently, and he glanced hastily at Bailiyuan, but the man's eyes were slightly closed, like an old monk in trance. Hua Ling took a deep breath, and his eyes were as sharp as blades, and he glared at Lin Chu and Duanmuyan.
It's all you! She is the princess, she is the proud daughter of heaven, why do she always have to be upstaged by these dirty bitches! You deserve to die! You all deserve to die!!