The imperial concubine is nine and a half years old, and she is willing to overturn the table and re

Go out to the streets happily and receive a "death notice" happily!

I just want to ask you if you are angry!

Da Lao Tang was so angry that he burped while eating sweet potatoes: "Burp... What kind of good person would say 'you are going to die' when they meet for the first time! You deserve to be dumped by my mother-in-law... Burp!"

"If it weren't for the fact that you saved my husband...hiccup..., Big Brother Tang would have to let you know what it means to be a sinister person and a complex...hiccup...society!"

The cherry blossom mark, the divine face and blue eyes, plus a big bald head, it would be strange if she didn't recognize him as the Buddhist disciple Jiayan!

I thought this Buddhist would at least be more presentable than Wuchen, but I didn't expect that he was a living "Walking Why" and a crow's mouth.

And she's going to die?

snort!

The first Tang-style law of the universe says: [A thousand-year-old turtle is ten thousand-year-old tortoise, and the ancestor who lived for tens of millions of years is named Xie! ]

She didn't die in the apocalypse and is alive and well now. How depressed must she be to want to die?

But why did this Buddhist come to Xuanzhao instead of staying in his temple? And he could tell that she was from another world...

"Go home and ask your husband!"

Xie Yuantang threw away the last piece of sweet potato peel and went back leisurely.

However, Xie Yuantang did not expect that Yan Guanqing would arrive before Situ Yan did that afternoon.

Xie Yuantang hadn't seen Yan Guanqing for a while, and he felt that his uncle had become much thinner, so he quickly helped him sit down: "Uncle, my husband was dragged away by the second brother and hasn't come back yet, please sit down first, I'll ask someone to call him."

"No, I'm not looking for him."

Yan Guanqing smiled, and his slightly sunken eye sockets showed his recent busyness and fatigue.

Xie Yuantang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and poured him a cup of tea: "Uncle, have some tea."

"Good girl." Yan Guanqing took the teacup, took a sip, raised his eyes and looked at her, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"

Xie Yuantang didn't say much, just smiled and nodded, "Much better, uncle, don't worry."

Yan Guanqing seemed to be worried about something. After muttering "That's good" twice, he stroked the tea lid absentmindedly.

Xie Yuantang looked at his nose and his heart, blinked and asked: "Uncle, is there something on your mind? If you have something to say, you can just say it. If Tangtang can help, I will definitely not refuse."

Yan Guanqing sighed and smiled bitterly, "It's not a worry, I'm just a little concerned. I wanted to come over to remind you a few days ago, but I never had the time. Besides, Yan'er probably doesn't like me to care about him too much."

He hesitated again and again, and kept putting it off until today, when he saw that the palace banquet was going to be held in the evening, so he had to come over.

Xie Yuantang was a little confused. In her mind, Yan Guanqing had always been a man who had everything planned out for him, and it was rare for her to see him so hesitant.

"What on earth could have troubled you so much, uncle?"

Yan Guanqing was silent for a moment, and then hesitantly asked, "Qingyao Buddha's disciple Jiayan, have you heard of it?"

Xie Yuantang: "Ah..."

Not only have I heard of it, I've just seen it.

Yan Guanqing's eyes flashed with disgust as he said, "This person is like a Buddha or a demon, with a very strange temper. He is definitely not a good person."

Xie Yuantang nodded like a little chicken pecking at rice: "Hmmmm, just from the name, he doesn't look like a good guy."

Yan Guanqing said: "The emperor received a secret report a few days ago that Jia Yan has also come to Xuanzhao. I guess he may arrive in Beijing in the next few days."

Xie Yuantang: “Um…” We’ve arrived.

Yan Guanqing: "Jia Yan is kind to Yan'er, but he is definitely not doing it out of good intentions. I have always been reluctant to have too much interaction between Yan'er and him, but Yan'er is stubborn, and if I talk too much, he will become distant from me."

"Jia Yan suddenly came to Beijing this time. I'm worried that he has some intentions towards Yan'er."

Xie Yuantang: “Ah, this…” They have had too much interaction.

After Xie Zhaoqing finished speaking, he sighed again and said, "It's just that I can't tell Yan'er this directly. Even if I tell him, he may not take it to heart and he may not listen to me."

After a pause, Yan Guanqing looked at Xie Yuantang and said, "So uncle can only tell you that Yan'er regards you as a real family member. You are much more important to him than me, his uncle. As long as you say something, he will always listen to it."

Xie Yuantang had a complicated expression and asked, "Is uncle afraid that my husband will become a monk with him?"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Yan Guanqing choked on his tea and coughed for a long time before he recovered. He stared at Xie Yuantang speechlessly and said, "I am worried that Jiayan has other tricks and will use you. Besides, you and Yan'er are in the emperor's favor now. If you get too close to Jiayan, it may make the emperor unhappy."

Xie Yuantang responded obediently: "Oh, I know, I will keep an eye on my husband and not let him get too close to the wild monk."

Yan Guanqing did not correct him for calling him "wild monk". It was not known whether it was because he was tired or because in his heart he also felt that Jiayan was a wild monk.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Yan Guanqing frowned slightly, glanced outside the door, and lowered his voice and said, "You have to be careful of the Third Prince. This time, the Emperor mentioned each prince in his several edicts, but he deliberately missed him. I think he has some thoughts in his mind."

Xie Yuantang snorted coldly: "Let him do whatever he wants. The money he spent last time was only enough to buy his life once. He won't be so lucky next time."

Yan Guanqing also nodded slightly. To be honest, what he was most worried about at the moment was Jia Yan. He was not so worried about Situ Mo. After all, Situ Yan was no longer the fool who could be bullied by anyone.

Yan Guanqing sat for a while and was about to leave. He also had to attend the palace banquet in the evening, and he wanted to go to the old house again at this time.

Xie Yuantang thought about it and asked Bai Fu to pack several boxes of Guyuan Paste for him: "Uncle, don't work too hard. Eat more Guyuan Paste to replenish your body."

Yan Guanqing was so moved that her heart was warmed. Just when she was about to praise her, she heard the second half of Xie Yuantang's sentence: "After all, at my uncle's age, it would be difficult to make up for the loss if he really suffered."

Yan Guanqing: “…” It’s too early to be moved.

Not long after Yan Guanqing left, Situ Yan came back.

Xie Yuantang told Situ Yan what Yan Guanqing had asked him to convey. Situ Yan snorted and laughed, "You think too much. If he's not tired, who will be?"

"Uncle is afraid that if he interferes too much, you will get angry and become estranged from him."

Xie Yuantang took his hand with amusement, shook it and asked, "Then, husband, can you do it?"

Situ Yan's peach blossom eyes were smiling, he reached out and rubbed her bangs and said, "Why are you so unfamiliar? We weren't that familiar to begin with."

Xie Yuantang: “…” She just knew it.

Situ Yan sat beside her and looked at her face carefully: "Are you having a nosebleed again today?"

"No, it's great."

Xie Yuantang smiled and patted his face: "Look, it's so red and healthy."

Situ Yan chuckled softly, raised her hand and pinched the sweet potato skin that had been hanging on her lips for a long time, and said: "Yes, eating a roasted sweet potato is a great tonic, right?"

Xie Yuantang: “…”

OMG!

Did she talk to her uncle for a long time with this piece of sweet potato skin on her face?