Hearing this, Chen Qingyuan almost spit out the tea in his mouth, his expression changed obviously.

The father and daughter looked at each other, big eyes and small eyes.

Yiyi was very interested in this matter and wanted to take out some precious fruits and chat while eating.

Perhaps out of respect for her father, Yiyi restrained herself a little. Even so, it was hard to suppress the smile on her lips, her face was playful and her eyes were hot.

"You girl, how dare you make fun of your father?"

Chen Qingyuan pretended to be dignified and snorted coldly.

"I'm not joking, I'm asking seriously." Yiyi knew that Chen Qingyuan would not be angry with her, so she continued: "Uncle Changsun and Aunt Liu are both married. You are not young. It's time to think about major events in life."

"There's no need for you to say this."

Several black lines appeared on Chen Qingyuan's face.

It feels very strange to be urged to get married by your own daughter.

If it were a brother, Chen Qingyuan would have kicked him away, so he wouldn't be able to sit still.

"You must look down on the Ninth Princess." Yiyi murmured in a low voice: "Yes, you are a peerless person, even a princess from the ancient tribe is not worthy of you."

"Dad, tell me quietly what kind of thing you like."

Talk about getting excited, reluctant to give up.

"Shut up." Chen Qingyuan scolded softly with a straight face: "You don't need to worry about this."

"All right!"

Yiyi pursed her red lips and slowly lowered her eyebrows, looking aggrieved.

"I don't have the time to think about this kind of problem." Chen Qingyuan suddenly softened his heart and said softly: "If there really is a woman, she must not be a woman in the mortal world."

Speaking of this, Chen Qingyuan's thoughts went away with a gust of breeze, penetrating the endless void, going to the Northern Wasteland, and arriving at Tianyuan, where a red shadow appeared in front of his eyes.

"Okay, if you really have a Taoist partner, don't hide it from me."

Yiyi immediately raised her head with a charming and bright smile, not even the slightest bit aggrieved.

"Okay, I'm really impressed with you."

Why is this girl so obsessed with gossip? Chen Qingyuan is helpless.

Inherited the Buddha?

It should not be.

The Buddha is a dignified person and speaks "Almsgiver" and "Amitabha".

Inherited from his mother Yan Yanan?

It doesn't look like either.

His mother is dignified, elegant and well behaved.

"It must be Lao Chang's problem!" After thinking about it, Chen Qingyuan found the culprit, which must be Chang Ziqiu.

When Yiyi was very young, she spent some time with Chang Ziqiu and learned these bad habits.

"Next time we meet, we must find a reason to beat up Old Chang."

Chen Qingyuan thought to himself, his eyes slightly sharp.

Yiyi was reluctant to teach her a lesson, so she had to change her target.

Chang Ziqiu, who was living a leisurely life in Qingzong, got into an unreasonable disaster for no apparent reason and was very likely to be beaten in the future.

"Dad, are you angry with me?"

Yiyi whispered.

"No."

Chen Qingyuan was a little unhappy just now, but now he is gone.

"Dad is the best."

Be coquettish and the sky will clear after the rain.

"Don't run around lately, stay home."

The five states are about to be unified, what changes may occur. For safety reasons, Chen Qingyuan asked Yiyi to go back so that he could feel at ease.

"Dad, are you going to attend the ultimate banquet in the old land?"

Yiyi's look made it clear that she didn't want to go back, but wanted to join in the fun.

"You can't go."

Chen Qingyuan instantly understood Yiyi's intention and acted seriously.

"Why?" Yiyi asked.

"Too dangerous."

The old land is the territory of the Immortal Ancient Clan. Chen Qingyuan is not sure that he can escape unscathed, so how can he take Yiyi on the adventure.

"With you here, there is no danger."

Yiyi flattered her.

"This matter is related to your safety and cannot be left to your will."

Chen Qingyuan refused to compromise and said seriously.

"OK then!"

Seeing Chen Qingyuan's serious expression, Yiyi knew what to do and nodded.

"It's hard to see this kind of excitement. You go home and don't let me worry."

"understood."

"So nice."

"Dad, for the sake of being such a good boy, do you want to talk to me about your past?"

"What happened?"

"Did you ever have a girl you liked in ancient times?"

"..."

The topic ended, Chen Qingyuan took Yiyi and left here, heading straight to Beihuang.

This girl really deserves a beating.

But he was reluctant to do it because he had a headache.

A few months later, Yiyi was sent to a certain location in the Northern Wasteland.

When we arrived here, it was only a short distance from home, so we were not afraid of danger.

"Be obedient and go home."

Chen Qingyuan said sternly.

"Oh."

In front of Chen Qingyuan, Yiyi dropped all her guard and liked to act like a spoiled child just like she did when she was a child.

"Talk less about gossip and focus more on practice."

Before leaving, I did not forget to say something.

"Okay, got it!"

Yiyi responded.

Father and daughter parted ways, each going his own way.

After the separation, Chen Qingyuan's destination was clear.

Imperial State!

Rush to Dizhou and prepare to attend the ultimate banquet.

As the banquet gets closer and closer, the surrounding area of ​​​​the old land is particularly lively, and figures of big figures often appear, causing everyone to scream in surprise, which is particularly shocking.

Langya Villa, a small bamboo house on the west side.

Nangong Ge was sitting outside the house, facing the distance. There were vines twining on the fence and some vegetables growing under the corner.

A visitor comes to visit.

This guest is none other than Chen Qingyuan.

The maid went out to greet him and led the way here.

"Are you ready?"

Chen Qingyuan pushed open the bamboo door and crossed the floor-to-ceiling threshold.

"Yes." Nangong Ge was dressed in a blue shirt, dressed like an elegant scholar, with a calm expression, as if he was an outsider at the top banquet. He was not worried, but asked about other things: "Have you been to Dongtu?"

"Yes." Chen Qingyuan replied.

"Is there any harvest?"

Nangong Ge asked again.

Originally, he didn't want to mention anything too trivial, so as not to waste Nangong Ge's energy. However, seeing Nangong Ge's relaxed look at this moment, Chen Qingyuan hesitated for a while and finally said: "Marquis Yu Nan."

"Marquis Yu Nan?" Nangong Ge seemed calm, but there were some waves in his heart. In just a few breaths, many things were deduced: "If you find the traces left by Marquis Yunan, you should not be far from the emperor's tomb."

A long time ago, Wu Junyan and Huang Xingyan came looking for them, and Nangong Ge directed them to Dongtu.

The reason is that the inheritance of Emperor Taiwei is located in a corner of the Eastern Land.

Nangongge peeked into the taboo traces of time, and it was not unusual to know this.

"It's indeed not far. It's a pity that I don't know the entrance to the emperor's tomb. It's not allowed to enter. It must be because fate has not arrived yet."

Chen Qingyuan spoke in a calm tone.

"The state of China is being reshaped, and there may be changes in the emperor's tomb."

Regarding the emperor's tomb, Nangong Ge only knew a rough location, and forcing a calculation would be a big trouble. When China is shaped, it may be different.

"These are things for the future, let's not worry about it for now." Chen Qingyuan changed the topic and said solemnly: "For the banquet in the old land, if you want to think of the worst outcome, you must leave a way out."