Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Wan Guifei hooked her lips: "Speaking of us, we have also taken advantage of the queen's defeat, but we have to guard Li Fei's **** in the future."

Lu Zhihe nodded: "Mother-in-law's words are extremely true."

"For a while, the former dynasty didn't have to rush to suppress the prince for the time being. Let's just watch it from the wall. We don't have to attract the dissatisfaction of your father and emperor," Wan Guifei said again. The queen mother's ears are soft. "

"Yes, I would like to thank my mother-in-law for everything she has done for her son-in-law, and her son-in-law to thank her mother-in-law for grace."

Wan Guifei helped her son to get up: "There is only one of you in this palace, and you are the hope of this palace."

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Jiasheng September 9, 22

Chongyang Festival.

King's Mansion in Ning County.

Three shots in the sun.

The gate of the backyard of the Ning County King's Mansion was closed tightly, and the door of the dorm room was also closed tightly. In fact, Lu Zhishan woke up long ago, but the person did not get out of bed. His arm slept soundly, and his arm was pillowed by the child overnight. At this time, the arm had been sore, but looking at the child's sleeping face, how could he be willing to move? He leaned sideways and circled the child into his arms. The child nuzzled his chest a little uneasily, then hugged the man's waist and slept more soundly.

Wen Xiang nephrite is full of arms, and Lu Zhishan is even more unable to get up, and he has no desire to sleep anymore. He has been staring at the children like this, his eyes are from the disheveled hair to the children's white forehead , And a slightly red cheek, and then there are children with rounded noses, and red lips ...

Because he was bullied by a man last night, Mu Nanzhi's lips were slightly swollen, red and bright, a bit like begonias in the garden, very beautiful, Lu Zhishan did not hold back, and gently stroked with his fingertips After touching Mu Nanzhi's lips, feeling the soft and warm touch under his fingers, Lu Zhishan's heart became abnormally soft. He lowered his head and kissed Mu Nanzhi's hair.

Mu Nanzhi slept uneasily, frowned twice, and hugged the man tighter, like a little monkey attached to his mother.

Lu Zhishan didn't dare to move any more, and let the children entangle themselves with his hands and feet. He felt a little funny but couldn't help but feel sweet.

In the past, children did not have such problems, and their sleeping appearances were honest. They did n’t even turn over from dark to dawn, and I do n’t know when they started. I especially like to hug him to sleep. He was just warming up. The child hugged him so tightly, like a small stove. Lu Zhishan would be awake from time to time, but he could n’t bear it. Push away the children, and even take the initiative to hold them tighter.

Subconsciously, he enjoyed the dependence of children on him. He was a child who was only nineteen years old, and he seemed to be ten years younger in front of him. There was nothing wrong with him, he wanted to spoil the child and spoil it a little bit.

"King County! King County! Are you and the princess awake?"

Jixiang whispered outside the door. She didn't want to be a nasty dream, but today is the Chung Yeung Festival. Lu Zhishan and Mu Nanzhi are going to the palace to salute the queen mother. Jixiang is also at the backyard door. After swaying for a long time, this was the point to come in and call people.

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