Street fortune-telling, I fell in love with the emperor

"Master, your complexion looks much better."

The old man in Tsing Yi said happily.

The Supreme Emperor looked in the mirror, and he could see that his complexion was much better than usual.

"Xiao Tianshi is a strange person."

"Unfortunately, his own force is not good enough."

The Supreme Emperor sighed lightly.

If Xiao Fan's own force is strong, it's nothing if he supports Xiao Fan to become the emperor.

In the world of practice, force value is very important.

If Feng Qingwu wasn't for her outstanding talent, her throne would be far less stable than it is now!

Many ministers will worry about when she will die.

As long as there are such worries, those ministers will not give up their loyalty.

"Master, can I find someone to go to Feng's house?"

The old man in blue said.

The Feng family is the top Feng Shui family in the Tianxuan Dynasty.

Possesses the only feng shui master at the level of a saint in the entire Tianxuan Dynasty.

At that time, the headquarters of the Feng family was in Lingxiao City, but now the Supreme Emperor did not like Fengshui, so the Feng family was rejected by some forces in Lingxiao City and left Lingxiao City.

"slow!"

The Supreme Emperor narrowed his eyes, "It is impossible for ordinary people to know where the dragon's veins are."

"There is no ability to use dragon veins to set up a situation."

The face of the old man in Tsing Yi changed slightly: "Master, do you suspect that the Feng family may be involved?"

"I have to guard against it."

"The Feng family was very powerful back then, but the current momentum is far worse than it was back then!"

The Supreme Emperor said in a deep voice.

The old man in Tsing Yi said: "Master, although you didn't like Feng Shui back then, you didn't deliberately suppress the Feng family. How could the Feng family dare to resent you?"

"Let's talk about it in a month."

"Look at the effect of the talisman paper given by Xiao Fan."

The Supreme Emperor said.

The better the effect of Xiao Fan's talisman paper, the more believable his words will be.

"Yes, Master!"

The old man in Tsing Yi was respectful and authentic.

He saluted and retreated silently.

"Father, my son personally boiled soup for you, how about you try it?"

Not long after, Feng Qingwu arrived at the Longevity Palace.

The Supreme Emperor jokingly said: "Xiao Wu, the last time I drank the soup you boiled was half a year ago, right?"

"Father seems to be thanking Heavenly Master Xiao properly."

"Go to his place, father, you will have the soup you made."

Feng Qingwu's pretty face blushed slightly: "Father, my son cooks soup for you, and it has nothing to do with Xiao Tianshi."

"Father, what is your impression of Heavenly Master Xiao?"

Chapter 92 Do you want to show your identity with Xiao Fan?

"I haven't had a sip of the soup yet."

The Supreme Emperor looked at Feng Qingwu and said.

The maid serving by her side has already brought the soup bowl.

Feng Qingwu quickly filled a bowl for the Supreme Emperor.

"Father, please try it."

Feng Qingwu said.

"That's right."

The Supreme Emperor smiled authentically.

He said taking a sip slowly.

Immediately, the Supreme Emperor's smile froze.

"Xiao Wu, has the price of salt dropped significantly recently?"

"no?"

Feng Qingwu said doubtfully.

The Supreme Emperor looked helpless.

"Ah... I put the salt twice. Father, how about I add some boiling water for you?"

Feng Qingwu woke up and said.

The Supreme Emperor: "..."

After taking a few more sips, the Supreme Emperor put down the spoon, and drank again until he was salty to death.

Feng Qingwu must know that she went out to meet Xiao Fan.

I'm afraid I'm a little absent-minded when making soup.

"Xiao Wu, you will take this soup away later and send it to Xiao Fan. Young people can bear it."

The Supreme Emperor wiped his mouth with a towel and said.

Feng Qingwu felt certain in her heart.

Although the soup was salty, the Supreme Emperor still agreed with her to continue seeing Xiao Fan.

"Father, please tell me quickly, what did you talk about with Xiao Tianshi?"

"What's your impression of Heavenly Master Xiao?"

Feng Qingwu asked anxiously.

The Supreme Emperor frowned: "As a young man, Xiao Fan doesn't know how to be humble at all."

"what?"

Feng Qingwu was stunned.

In her impression, Xiao Fan was gentle and gentle, and the customers basically had a good impression of Xiao Fan.

"Father, why is he not humble?"

Feng Qingwu was anxious.

Xiao Fan will be in trouble if he offends the Supreme Emperor.

The Taishanghuang said angrily: "Father played two games of chess with him, and he actually won two games in a row."

Feng Qingwu looked at her father speechlessly.

That's it?

Soon she felt wrong.

"Father, your chess skills are not very strong, are you at the level of a grandmaster?"

Feng Qingwu was extremely surprised.

"Xiao Fan is a top chess master-level kid, but Father will definitely beat him once in the future!"

"Xiao Wu, do you know which aspects Xiao Fan is better at?"

The Supreme Emperor asked.

Feng Qingwu said: "Father, I didn't know that his chess skills are so strong."

"I only know that he is good at fortune-telling."

"Medical skills may be at the level of masters, calligraphy and piano skills are at the level of masters."

"I'm pretty good at writing poetry, too."

The emperor was completely shocked.

"Xiao Wu, are you sure that his calligraphy and piano skills are master level?"

The Supreme Emperor couldn't believe it.

Master level is not so easy to achieve.

One in a million!

Feng Qingwu nodded: "Naturally, I feel that both of these two aspects should have reached the level of top masters!"

"What kind of poems did he write? Read a few lines and listen."

The Supreme Emperor said curiously.

He couldn't believe it, Xiao Fan was so versatile?

Feng Qingwu's pretty face flushed slightly, and all Xiao Fan wrote to her were love poems.

But in order to make the Supreme Emperor like Xiao Fan more, Feng Qingwu went all out.

"If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening?"

Feng Qingwu said something.

The Taishanghuang's literary attainments are very high, and he recited a sentence silently in his heart, his eyes brightened.

What a poem.

It can be called a famous sentence through the ages.

"any left?"

The Supreme Emperor hurriedly asked.

Feng Qingwu hesitated for a while and said: "I wish to win the hearts of one, and the white heads will never be separated."

The emperor was lost.

He savored it carefully.

After a long time, he secretly sighed.

No wonder his daughter's heart was taken away by Xiao Fan.

Such love poems are devastating.

"Father, my son has been talking for a long time, but you haven't mentioned your impression of Master Xiao yet."

Feng Qingwu changed the subject.

The Supreme Emperor said: "His chess skills, medical skills, and talisman patterns are all at the level of a top master. Feng Shui is something that my father doesn't understand, and I think he is not weak."

Feng Qingwu was stunned.

She knew that Xiao Fan's medical skills were not bad, but she really didn't know that Xiao Fan's medical skills were at the level of a top master!

She didn't know chess and runes before.

"Father, are you sure?"

Feng Qingwu couldn't believe it.