This old lady Cheng attached so much importance to Yan Ruyu was a little puzzled.

I always felt that this old man had not come to see who the woman who was close to his grandson was, but was really interested in her appearance.

Could it be that her lady who was robbed up the mountain, what else is the big identity?

Although Yan Ruyu was curious, she didn't ask more.

Who knows what that unknown identity is? If it's good, it's easy to say, but if it's bad, wouldn't it be a problem for yourself?

Now her ability can also wander around this Thorn Yang City, so she has to be cautious, but she has a little power, but she can't turn the clouds and rain.

"Little girl, I heard that this drunken fairy building is also yours? The dishes are good...... "Old lady Cheng began to say something that was not nutritious.

Yan Ruyu catered a few times.

But I have to say that this old man is worthy of being a human spirit, and while talking, he looked at her expression, obviously wanting to see her character.

"If Miss Yan is free, she can go to the house as a guest, and there is a granddaughter at home, who is not very old...... "Balabala."

Yan Ruyu listened drowsily.

The old man was very long-winded.

It's just a chatterbox.

He could chat about the dishes in her drunken immortal building for half an hour, and then talked about Cheng Yao and the granddaughter at home, and even started to talk about the affairs of the capital in the end......

Louder than a woodpecker.

"If you want to say that among the princesses since the founding of the country, only this Qingping eldest princess is the most miserable, married to Anyang Gong for many years, only a daughter Zhaoling County Lord, Zhaoling County Lord and the only different surname Wang Shizi are good stories, but I didn't think that my father Anyang Gong conspired against ...... Or the eldest princess killed her relatives in righteousness and personally beheaded her husband......" Old Man Cheng continued to chatter again.

The corners of Yan Ruyu's mouth twitched.

"Miss Yan doesn't seem to be interested in this?" Old Man Cheng observed.

Did he really admit that he was wrong?

It's just that this appearance is really a little similar.

"An Yang Gong who has no son, why should he rebel?" Yan Ruyu frowned, "You also said that at the time of the first emperor, wars broke out, heroes came out in large numbers, after settling down, he was crowned a loyal and righteous king, and the other three dukes, six marquis and ten uncles, among them, Anyang Gong is the most famous, and the eldest princess of Qingping is a strange person, so strong and strong, the imperial power is afraid, maybe it is not easy for this daughter to be born......"

"Not to mention, this only Zhaoling county lord is on good terms with the son of King Zhongyi again." Yan Ruyu pursed her lips, "It is reasonable to say that the Duke of Anyang rebelled. ”

Old Man Cheng's eyes flashed, and when he saw that Yan Ruyu's face was as usual, there was nothing unusual, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

"Also, since ancient times, people who have been high-ranking masters have not ended well." Old lady Cheng laughed.

"When the border is settled, the Yun family will be almost there." Yan Ruyu said casually.

Old Man Cheng's face froze for a moment, and soon, he pretended not to hear anything.

This Yan Ruyu has a cheerful personality, but she has a delicate mind.

It's just that this face is calm, I really don't know if it's fake, or if she really has nothing to do with the story he told at all.

Yan Ruyu is so poisonous? From the time the old man talked about it, and finally talked about the eldest princess of Qingping, she felt that something was wrong.

Thorn Yang City is a border city, 108,000 miles away from the capital, the people in his story are either dead or staying in the capital, what's the point of saying this?

It's not so much telling her stories as testing her.

But what is there for her to tempt?

Yan Ruyu glanced at the old man, and when he saw that he was no longer chattering, he was even more sure of what he was thinking.

It's greasy.