As soon as she walked up the stairs, she saw the person she was looking for, and walked towards him with a smile. When she came to the living room, she saw an old man sitting not far away.

"Who is this?" Ran Ran asked Ao Zhen doubtfully.

"Mr. Yan."

The three simple words were so simple that Ran Ran felt very embarrassed. She looked at Ao Zhen helplessly, hoping that he would say more, but who knew that the old man actually stood up.

"Your Highness, I am from Yaowang Valley." The old man's attitude was very respectful.

Ran Ran immediately understood that the relationship was also Ao Zhen's. No wonder Ao Zhen was so pretentious and didn't take others seriously at all.

"Yaowang Valley, what kind of place is that?"

"I'll take you to see it later." Ao Zhen obviously didn't want to talk nonsense, "You can see it now."

Mr. Yan nodded, and Ao Zhen took out a white handkerchief and put it on Ran Ran's wrist. Ran Ran stared at his actions, and she was already pulled to her side by him. Mr. Yan was like magic.

He also took out a small white pillow and placed it on the table. Ao Zhen put Ran Ran's hand on it and then let go.

"Diagnose the pulse?" Ran Ran looked at Mr. Yan in surprise, somewhat understanding the function of Yaowanggu.

"Um."

"Why do we need to diagnose the pulse?" Ran Ran continued to post.

"You will know later."

"I want to know now."

Ao Zhen felt a headache, but he still endured it. Ran Ran was not suitable for being stimulated now. Who knows what would happen next, which would give him an even bigger headache.

"I'll know it soon." Ao Zhen was still perfunctory this time, but he blocked Ran Ran's mouth very well.

There was suspicion in Ran Ran's eyes, but she did not embarrass Ao Zhen. The corner of her mouth moved and she went to check Mr. Yan's pulse with interest.

The old man had a white beard and a rosy face. He was no worse than her seventh uncle. He could tell at a glance that he was a man with special skills. With his eyes closed, the old man pressed his fingers on her pulse, quietly, not knowing what he was doing.

Not asleep.

Ao Zhen was very patient, and when he saw Ran Ran stopped talking, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't understand why those men insisted on finding so many women, and he really didn't understand how they dealt with it. He would have been crushed by just one person, let alone so many women.

Ao Zhen, in this special case, cannot understand the thoughts of men.

I'm afraid he won't know the answer in the future, because he received a piece of news that shocked him even more, completely blocking all his thoughts.

Mr. Yan finally moved his hand away, and the sparkle in his eyes made Ao Zhen squint.

"how?"

"Congratulations, Master, Your Highness is very happy."

"Impossible!" Ran Ran was the first to jump up. She and Ao Zhen had only been together once, two years ago. How could they have a child? This old man must have made a mistake.

Ran Ran jumped up, took Ao Zhen's arm, pointed at the old man and said, "Don't believe him, he is a Mongolian doctor."

Mr. Yan said nothing and stood there quietly, his attitude still very respectful.

Ao Zhen did not speak, but put his hand on Ran Ran's belly, and then his expression became very strange. Ran Ran looked at him blankly in fear, not understanding what he meant.

After a long time, Ao Zhen removed his hand and said to Mr. Yan: "Stay!"

"Yes, Master." Mr. Yan said nothing and turned to the kitchen.
Chapter completed!