Bu Chen, who was watching the whole process, walked up to him, stretched out his foot and touched him twice: "Are you dead?"

Gongziyun spread out his limbs and said, "It's almost done. Just wait for my tone and it'll be almost done."

Bu Chen couldn't help but laugh, stepped over him, and looked at Tangtang and Xue Hairong in front of him.

The octogenarian old man still looks like he is seventeen or eighteen years old, and he likes to wear women's clothes. At first glance, he looks more delicate than a flower, but he has a longer mouth.

The smelly old man spoke: "Xiao Chenchen, you seem to be much older than you were ten years ago."

Bu Chen's eyes twitched and he saluted: "Of course not as good as Senior Brother Xuehai."

"Oh, don't say that, people will be embarrassed."

Xue Hairong waved to him while holding up lotus flowers and Tangtang: "Do you miss my senior brother? Are you married? Are you feeling well?"

Bu Chen: "..."

What is the relationship between these three things?

"I don't want to, no, it's fine, ah poof——"

Tangtang was stunned by being run away. She rubbed her eyes vigorously with both hands, shook her head and was still dizzy, and answered him word by word:

"Can you put down Tangtang, uncle? Tangtang is a little afraid of heights."

Bu Chen quickly stretched out his hand, but Xue Hairong put Tangtang on his neck and sat down: "Is this better?"

Tangtang: "..."

Bu Chen: "..."

Does your brain look the opposite of that of a normal person?

Bu Chen suppressed his anger: "Why did senior brother suddenly come to the palace in Chuanzhou and meet An Ning directly and alone?"

Xue Hairong smiled: "Oh, I accidentally broke up the couple Xiao Ningning and Xiao Lingling. I came here to apologize. Who knew Xiao Ningning was so fierce and would beat her up if she caught her."

Bu Chen: "If Aning is really cruel, you will be dead."

"..."

Xue Hairong cleared her throat: "I didn't do it on purpose. Xiao Lingling was afraid that Xiao Ningning would misunderstand, so she secretly let her live near the Queen Mother."

"When people think about it, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, curing the Queen Mother, and then walking away, hiding their merits and fame. Who knows how talkative children are."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Xuan Ning rolled his eyes: "My aunt ran to ask, what did you say? I have been secretly communicating with Chang Ling for many years, and it has become a natural thing. The children are as old as me."

Everyone: "..."

Senior, you have such a strong taste.

Although Xue Hairong has always been thick-skinned, he now knows that the evening festival is not guaranteed:

"Just kidding, don't think about it. You and Xiao Lingling are only a few years apart. Even if he and I have anything, the child can't be as old as you."

Everyone: "..."

How did you come up with this explanation that was like adding fuel to the fire?

Sure enough, Xuan Ning was about to rush forward. Tangtang quickly waved her hand:

"Auntie Ning, please calm down. Uncle Xuehai means that he and Uncle Changling are innocent. They are just treating the Queen Mother. There is no wrongdoing. No."

Xue Hairong smiled and saluted Xuan Ning: "That's what I mean by sugar doll."

Xuan Ning snorted: "That's it, let's go!"

"If I don't go, I won't go."

Xue Hairong regarded the palace as her own home, carrying Tangtang on her back and looking around:

"I haven't seen Sugar Baby for five years. At least I have to stay here until Sugar Baby gets married and has children, and then leaves."

Everyone: "..."

Do you want to dig a grave here again?

Xue Hairong faced countless strange gazes and said happily: "Tangbaby, are you married?"

Tangtang was speechless: "Tangtang is only eleven years old, why are you so anxious, uncle?"

"Oh, you're so young, are you engaged?"

"……No."

"Ah, uncle, please find a few more for you. Don't waste your good years."

"..."

Bu Chen and Su Qingyun couldn't stand listening anymore and snatched their daughter away directly: "You, find a place to live, and don't come out if you have nothing to do."

Xue Hairong nodded: "Okay, let's take that one. I feel like I'm destined to be there."

He was referring to Tangtang’s bedroom.

Bu Chen and Su Qingyun didn't take a breath when they saw Xue Hairong standing at the door of the hall and exclaimed "Wow".

"Sugar doll, you have so many beautiful dresses, each one more beautiful than the last. Have you finished wearing them?"

Xue Hairong's eyes were shining brightly, and she was surrounded by a room full of skirts, looking through them one by one, and even holding them on her body for gestures:

"Master, this one looks good on you, what about this one?"

Tangtang held her little hands and sat on the ground watching him fly around like a butterfly: "It looks good, but you can't wear it, uncle."

Xue Hairong choked: "...Uncle will not eat from today on. Do you think uncle can lose fifty pounds in ten days?"

Bu Chen replied: "Yes, twist the head off."

Xue Hairong put down Tangtang's little skirt lonely: "...the brain is as pale as goose feathers."

Tangtang laughed so hard that she waved in an accompanying female official from the Clothing Bureau and whispered:

"I'll send someone to make a skirt for Mr. Xuehai later, and pick out more pink fabric. If the lotus flowers bloom in the lotus pond in the back garden, pick a new one every day and give it to him."

The female officer agreed with a look of horror on her face.

Xue Hairong, who couldn't wear a small skirt, sadly lay on the table and tore lotus flowers: "You love me, you don't love me..."

"..."

The entire palace was on the verge of exploding.

Bu Chen and Su Qingyun couldn't bear it anymore and went out to vomit. Tangtang supported her chin and poked Xue Hairong's big hand:

"Master, why did you come down the mountain? Master is not here, and you are running around again. Be careful of being caught and refining medicine."

When Xue Hairong was a child, she was raised as a medicinal poison and narrowly escaped death. In the end, she miraculously survived and developed a unique and immortal bone.

Everyone who practiced magic wanted to use this set of bones to refine medicine, so Mr. Runze imprisoned him in Yunwu Mountain. No one had the guts to go to the mountain to arrest him anyway.

Xue Hairong finished pulling out his lotus flowers and started pulling out melon seeds and snacks:

"Uncle, I miss Young Master and Xiao Fengfeng. I originally planned to go to the Emperor's Palace to have a look, but who would have thought that Young Master would kick him out just after arriving at the Far North Continent. Young Master is so cold and heartless..."

Tangtang: "...Master is not afraid that the bad guys in Emperor Palace will hurt you."

Xue Hairong smiled and said: "Of course my uncle knows. He just wandered around the Far North Continent for a while. Who would have thought that he would meet the son of an old friend and see that he was dying, so he planned to save him."

"Son of an old friend?"

Tangtang thought for a while, then silently looked at Yan Gui, who was sitting on the window sill.

"Yes, it's this little thing."

Xue Hairong said: "Back then, my uncle was indebted to Xia Ji for a meal, but now her son is only breathing his last breath, and he has to get it back no matter what."

Tangtang became excited and grabbed his hand: "Uncle, can you cure your brother's poison? Can you make him fully recover?"

Xue Hairong looked at her thoughtfully: "Tangbaby, why are you so excited? Is the little thing your little lover?"
Chapter completed!