Quickly wear "I am the empress"

Zhiyu blinked and counted his fingers: "My sister taught me, my father taught me, this old man taught me..."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen frowned, "An'er, who is this old man?"

Seeing that he had spilled the beans, Zhiyu quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, shaking his head.

"Dad, there is no old man."

Seeing that the jade was so obvious, Zhao Zhen patiently asked in a gentle voice: "Why is there no old man?"

"Is it because the old man didn't let you say it?"

Zhiyu covered her mouth and nodded, indicating that this was what she meant.

Seeing Zhiyu's appearance, Zhao Zhen's eyes flashed with a chill. Who on earth had contact with An'er under his nose...

"An'er, tell daddy, what does the old man look like?"

Zhiyu shook his head, "Dad, I promised this old man, I can't say it."

Zhao Zhen shook his head, "I also know an old man. An'er, tell daddy, what does the old man you know look like? Let me see if they are the same person."

Hearing this, Jade glanced at Zhao Zhen doubtfully, "Is it true?"

Zhao Zhen nodded, "This is natural. "

Hearing this, Zhiyu put down the hand covering his mouth and said in a clear voice: "He has a white beard, white clothes, and a white cloud under his feet."

"She told An'er..., said..."

Seeing Zhiyu paused, Zhao Zhen quickly asked: "An'er, what else did he say?"

Zhiyu pretended to be hesitant to speak, shook her head and said, "You can't tell dad, or he will be sad."

Zhao Zhen shook his head patiently, "Daddy is not sad."

"An'er, you are a good boy. A good boy cannot hide something from his father. "

Wen Zhiyu thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Then I said, dad, you can't be sad."

Zhao Zhen nodded, "Okay, daddy is not sad."

After receiving Zhao Zhen's assurance, Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a straight face: "The old man said that there will be a great disaster in China in the future."

"He also said that my father was destined to have no children, so he could only teach me his ability to save the Huaxia clan."

After saying that, ignoring Zhao Zhen's extremely dark expression, Zhiyu blinked and asked, "Dad, which clan is the Huaxia clan?"

Zhao Zhen's expression at this time was no longer enough to be described as ugly.

Looking at Zhiyu's innocent face, he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, with anger hidden in his tone: "An'er, tell daddy where you met the old man?"

Zhiyu blinked, pretending to think deeply for a while, and then said: "On a cloud."

Zhao Zhen frowned, "Yunshang?"

Zhiyu nodded, "Yes."

"I study with the old man on the cloud every time. I only left when my sister came to call me."

Zhao Zhen frowned, "What did your sister call you?"

Zhiyu glanced at Zhao Zhen speechlessly: "Of course you scream with your mouth."

"As soon as the old man heard his sister's voice, he suddenly disappeared, and the cloud disappeared. An'er opened her eyes and saw her sister."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen fell silent. According to An'er, this old man is absolutely extraordinary.

Could it be that he was really destined to have no children...

Could it be that there will be disaster in the Song Dynasty in the future?

"An'er, when did you meet the old man?"

Wen Zhiyu thought for a moment and then said: "After my sister refused to let me drink the medicine, I met the old man."

"The old man said that the calamity of death in my life has passed, and I can live a long life in the future, so he gave me the responsibility of saving people."

At this time, Zhao Zhen felt that his mind was blank.

What he heard today was beyond his understanding.

He originally thought that An'er was lying.

But An'er is still so young, what kind of lies can she tell...

Seeing Zhao Zhen's complicated emotions, Zhiyu understood that he now somewhat believed in himself.

Now, all he needs is a fire, a fire that will make him completely believe in himself...

"Dad, the old man also gave me a gift."

"I hid the gift secretly, even my sister didn't know."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen put his hands on Zhiyu's shoulders and said urgently: "An'er, where is the gift? Can you let daddy see it?"

Zhiyu nodded, "Okay."

"But daddy, you have to be quiet."

"I can't let my sister find out that I'm secretly hiding something."

Zhao Zhen nodded, "Okay."

"Can An'er take daddy to see the gift that the old man gave you now?"

Zhiyu nodded, pulled Zhao Zhen and left Chui Gong Hall.

Seeing Zhao Zhen and Zhiyu coming to her palace at this time, Miao Zhaorong was a little confused and quickly asked worriedly: "Guanjia, why did you bring An'er here at this time?"

"But An'er isn't feeling well?"

Zhao Zhen shook his head, "An'er is fine, it's just that she didn't bring something with her. I'll accompany her to get it."

Hearing this, Miao Zhaorong breathed a sigh of relief, "In that case, the officials will send someone to inform me, and I can just send someone to deliver it. Why bother the officials to go there in person?"

Zhao Zhen shook his head, "The imperial doctor said that An'er has just recovered from a serious illness. He needs to move more so that his body can recover quickly."

As he said that, he looked at Xiang Zhiyu: "An'er, where are the things? Can daddy accompany you to get them?"

Zhiyu nodded seriously, "In An'er's bedroom."

Zhao Zhen nodded, took Zhiyu and headed towards her bedroom. When passing by Miao Zhaorong, he smiled calmly and said, "It's hot, go prepare some appetizing pastries."

Hearing this, Miao Zhaorong bowed slightly and said, "Yes."

After arriving at the dormitory, Zhao Zhen turned away the maids and said, "An'er, where is the thing that the old man gave you?"

Seeing Zhao Zhen in such a hurry, Zhiyu pointed to the bottom of the bed, "Where is it."

Looking in the direction Zhiyu pointed, Zhao Zhen's mouth twitched, "An'er, where did you put the gift the old man gave you?"

Zhiyu nodded, "Yes, this way my sister won't find out."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen didn't speak, but he was now entangled.

There were only two of him and An'er here. Who should get this so-called gift?

He is the emperor, the most respected person in the world, so it seems a little uncomfortable to ask him to get under the bed to get something.

But when his eyes fell on Zhiyu, he hesitated again.

An'er is so delicate and soft, how could she do such a vulgar thing.

After struggling for a long time, just when Zhao Zhen was considering whether to call a palace maid in, Zhiyu pulled him to stop in front of the bed.

Zhiyu pointed to a corner and whispered: "Dad, where did I put it? Go and take it out."

Hearing this, Zhao Zhen looked at Zhiyu, then at the bottom of the bed, and gave up. He lowered his head and went under the bed to search.

Seeing Zhao Zhen like this, a smile flashed in Zhiyu's eyes, "Dad, have you found that long box?"