Han Shenglong looked at the naked dumpling lying on the flowing hair and fell into deep thought: Will you automatically give birth to children if you live to be two hundred years old?
"Master, I want to marry you."
"Once a teacher, always a father! What nonsense are you kidding?"
"Then I will marry you, and you will be my husband. I will wash and cook for you."
The dignified ghost emperor was reborn as a baby. He looked innocent but was actually sinister. His wolfish ambition gradually captured his master.