Chu Qianli thought for a long time and finally accepted this fact in disappointment.
If you are not a descendant of the Lan family, you will never be able to learn the Lan family's secret techniques.
Therefore, the matter of eternal youth has nothing to do with her.
Oh, what a pity.
However, she soon remembered another thing.
His doubtful eyes fell on Lan Qing again, and for a moment, his fingers felt uneasy and almost became tangled.
Lan Tilian glanced at her and snorted coldly: "I am twenty-two this year, and my education is still shallow."
"It's amazing. A 22-year-old can be better than an old man who is over 70."
From now on, staying young forever is no longer a problem for Lan Qing.
"How about I give it to you?"
"How about you do it?"
Lan Qing felt her shoulders sink, and her face suddenly changed: "Feng Dingchu, what are you doing?"
Lan Qing was too lazy to pay attention to her.
Feng Dingchu picked up his collar and jumped lightly.
Five years.
Chu Qianli murmured: "Can ten years be enough?"
The two arguing voices are still floating in the wind:
"Feng Dingchu, let me go!"
In fact, as Chu Qianli said, after all, he has been playing for more than ten years, and five years of hard work is enough.
Five years, it seems, is not that difficult, right?
Facing the wind, the smile on Feng Dingchu's lips gradually deepened.
Chu Qianli and Feng Dingchu looked at each other.
The horse flies away into the wind.
"That damn girl!" Feng Dingchu stamped his foot in anger, almost crushing the big tree under his feet!
"The national teacher must be of high quality and cannot use the word "Lao Tzu".
If we could be calm, wouldn't we be able to live happily?
Feng Dingchu let out a long breath and looked at the direction in which Chu Qianli rode his horse away, feeling helpless but also a little relieved.
"I like to say, can you take care of it?"
"Oh……"
He raised his lips, and that smile made everything around him suddenly eclipse: "Just stay with me in Beiming and be my national master."
"..." Feng Dingchu's face was a little stiff. It wasn't until Chu Qianli and his horse completely left his sight that he remembered and asked the man next to him: "What did she say?"
"That's tomorrow."
But he can no longer catch up!
Chu Qianli walked to the big tree nearby, took the horse that Fulong had arranged for her in advance, and jumped on it.
There is ample time.
At this time, Feng Dingchu was also helpless.
They are all fun-loving people and have no interest in this court.
Five years is a good vacation for yourself.
In the past year, that girl suffered so much and suffered so many grievances. At least, she is happy now.
"Then, Uncle Jiu, Xiao Qingqing, I will leave first."
After experiencing so many disasters, everyone is tired.
Tonight.
"I won't do it..."
"It's not up to you."
"Five years is five years! After five years, we will definitely come back! After one month, you let Jin Rui leave. I made an agreement with him to wait for him before going to play."
Five years is better than nothing.
That plain white figure was like a gust of wind, flying lightly towards the palace.
"Uncle Jiu, that's it for now. If you can come and see me off today, that means you actually agreed, right?"
Feng Dingchu looked sideways at him and said with a smile: "There is a national master in Nanming, how can we not in Beiming? Anyway, your sister is more powerful than you, let her be a national master in Nanming, as for you..."
"Let go, I'm going to be rude."
"Well, for your sake, I, the Imperial Master of Beiming, are allowed to use swear words."
Why do you want a four-year-old kid to come back?
When the time comes, he will not be able to rest assured and will have to teach the child how to govern the country every day.
"Five years." Feng Dingchu snorted coldly.
If it makes her happy forever, what does it mean to carry this burden for them for the rest of her life?
He suddenly raised his hand.
"Damn girl, come back here!"
The days are so dull, maybe it's good to have someone around to make noise.
Chu Qianli finally regained her composure, and now her eyes fell on Feng Dingchu.
On the other hand, Lan Qing was a little helpless: "Everyone else is vying to be the emperor and claim the throne, but it's better for you to be humble."
Her words seemed to linger in the wind: "In five years, I will ask my son to come back and take your place. I bid you farewell!"
"Uncle Jiu, Xiao Qingqing, see you later!"
"Call the Regent."
Five years is enough time for them to have fun traveling all over the world.
"roll!"
"Feng Dingchu!"
The wind blows.
How long will it take until the baby grows up and can take charge of his own household?
Who knows what the scene will be like five years from now?
At least now, I have a home, a country, relatives, and friends.
"Three years..."
"I am not your national master in Beiming."
"She said that after five years, her son will come back to replace you."
"Everyone has left, someone has to stay with this bad old man like me."
The Dao is one foot high, the devil is ten feet high, but in the end, he fell into the hands of this girl!
Lan Qing patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Maybe, in five years, you will like being the regent? Or maybe, in five years, they will find their conscience and come back to save you, right?"
"You'll have to wait until you can beat me."
"Uncle Jiu." This "Uncle Jiu" sounds so well-behaved and well-behaved.
So envious.
The clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.
Tomorrow will be a beautiful day with bright sunshine.
