"Very good. Thank you for your hard work for so many years."

Although his old face was not much wrinkle, his hair was one-third white and his pale lips were pale and bloodless. He rarely looked up and said to Nan Si.

"It is worth it to be able to share my father's worries."

Nansi is a famous filial child in Nanxue Kingdom, and is also a genius child. He has had amazing talents since childhood. He is proficient in poetry, songs, and everything is fine in literature, martial arts, and great at not forgetting everything. He can only stand up for his great responsibilities.

"You are a good child, but your father's health is getting worse day by day. From now on, this Nanxue Country will need you to take on a great task..."

Suddenly, Gu Jiexiu was on the dragon throne that was reviewing the memorial, covering her chest with her eyebrows closed, as if she was suffering from huge pain and torture. She couldn't say in her mouth: "I originally wanted to help you share the political affairs for a few years, but unfortunately, my father's body can't stand this winter-"

"Father, don't say that. It's all because Nansi is not good. Nansi can't help his father use demon power to regulate his body!"

Nan Si's favorite father is Ling Guyu. He has no mother since he was a child, and only has a vague shadow of a beautiful woman in his mind. Therefore, he has always restrained his beasts and wants to be a good and obedient child in his father's eyes. As long as it can help his father, he will work hard to learn to help his father share his worries.

"Man has birth, old age, sickness and death, which is human nature. If you raise a human child after fifty years, teach him the way to be a king, and then pass the throne to the child you can trust, and you will retire to heaven and earth early, and all of them are your kind, do you understand?"

Ling Gu's opera reminded him.

"Yes, Nan Si understands..."

He naturally understood the meaning of Ling Gu's play.

"Well, I will feel at ease to be a father like this..."

.....

"Phoenix Emperor's Mausoleum River"

The Ninth Heaven of Thirty Days, the Day.

Feng Wangchen was on the desk, and he patiently flipped through the list of the Phoenix tribe. A gold-burned wedding book was pressed on a corner of the desk, and a snow jade phoenix ring was quietly placed on the wedding book.

At this time, he was so energetic that he appeared in front of Feng Lixue's window, who was still sleeping. His gentle voice said indifferently and alienatedly: "A few moments later, Gu Yanxiu will die. Why are you still sleeping? Lixue?"

He looked at Feng Lixue with gentle eyes, "The sun is burning her butt."

Slim hands caress Shangfeng Lixue's face.

She is the only female phoenix of the Phoenix Clan. She has an unparalleled beauty. She seems to have dreamed of something when she is asleep, and a intoxicating smile appears on the corner of her mouth.

Feng Wangchen gently stroked his pounding chest, feeling that as long as he looked at her smile, he could forget all his worries.

When Feng Lixue was still a little phoenix, when she was born, he picked up Feng Lixue from the arms of his wife Feng Pianpian. When he carefully teased the young her in his arms, she actually stuck out her pink tongue and gently licked his fingertips, which made him feel impatient, but a flash of light flashed in his eyes revealed his love in his heart.

And in the world, whether it is Ling Guyuxi or Bing Chuyang, when she first saw her, her petite and beautiful figure had been imprinted into his soul and could not be erased.

I remember that at that time, she always looked at him, and then when she saw him dancing incorrectly, she couldn't help but chuckle, and that bright smile bloomed on her beautiful face.
Chapter completed!