Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Mu Yuante looked at her obsessed and sullen face, and sweetness and sorrow poured into his heart. He didn't speak anymore. Just holding Lu Minglan tighter.

"Lan'er," Mu Yuante said suddenly. "When our children were born, it was spring blossoming."

"Yeah. May is the best day of the year." Lu Minglan could not help pursing his lips. Laughed.

"When you get out of the confinement, I will take you and the baby to see the flowers on the dam. At that time, the prairie is the most beautiful. All the flowers are in bloom," Mu Yuante said as he went to look for Lu Minglan's lips. Then posted it. "At that time, I will make a wreath for you."

"Okay, I want all colors of flowers." Lu Minglan looped around the man's neck. Carry on the kiss of the man. Because Mu Yuante deliberately avoided. They have n’t been so close for a long time, and Lu Minglan just felt that the kiss was really sweet and gentle. Just kissing her, she couldn't help laughing.

Mu Yuante had to end the kiss. A little annoyed: "What's wrong? I keep laughing."

"I think it's a good thing to say at this time, I'm afraid it's going to be another time. Either you can't keep away from the front, or I'm tangled up by the baby without touching the mud," Lu Minglan laughed, I couldn't help but sigh gently, a little bit stunned, "When I was born Nanzhi and Nanshan, I didn't feel like it. I was born born, but what can I do? At this time, I will have a baby again, but I find that there are There are a lot of things to be prepared for, and I want to be there, I am like a mother for the first time. "

Mu Yuante knew what her mood was, and she smoothed her messy forehead while saying, "I heard that Nanzhi's personal maid auspiciously recognized Song Fu as his righteous father. This time, along with Song Tong, he came to Beidi. Why not call her into the palace to accompany you? Tell me something about Nanzhi? "

"Forget it, I heard that the girl's mother is seriously ill, and Song Tong's father is not well. She runs to take care of both ends, for fear of inconvenience to enter the palace, and Madam Song is newly lost. If she is busy, I don't want to Add mess to her, let's talk about it later, "said that Lu Minglan paused and said," I heard that Song Tong has intentionally resigned and returned to the field? "

Mu Yuante's voice was a little bit deep: "Ms. Song was newly mourned. He was also discouraged for a while, and I didn't allow it, but he has been approved for half a year, let him adjust."

Lu Minglan nodded: "I heard that their husband and wife are very affectionate, and Mrs. Song is also pitiful, Guan Guanxin is mourned, and her body is dead."

While Lu Minglan was talking, he couldn't help touching his stomach, but he was held by a pair of big hands. Mu Yuante tightened Lu Minglan tighter and put his head on Lu Minglan's shoulder. In her ear softly: "Do not think wildly."

Lu Minglan hooked his lips, leaned over his face, and kissed the man's lips, and said, "Do not allow yourself to think about it, then you are not allowed to use your hands?"

Mu Yuante: "..."

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Tianding New Year's Eve.

Tibet.

Northwest Army Barracks.

As in previous years, Zhao Jingting and Xie Lun spent New Year's Eve with a group of generals. They just changed places, changed wine, and changed their mood. Zhao Jingting and Xie Lun did not drink less, but they were really in the mood. OK, at this time Zhao Jingting was summoned by the lieutenant in the past, and Xie Lun was tired on the bed last night. At this time, his waist was a little soft, and he was unwilling to move on the long-haired carpet. He looked away. From time to time, Zhao Jingting smiled and took a sip of wine.