Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"Marelin?" Lu Zhihe frowned, a little helpless. "Mother-in-law, you should have heard of this person, the most honest and selfless and fearless. The Prince was imprisoned in the East Palace. The cause is still in him. Here, this person has no family background, but he was promoted by his father to do the patrol battalion commander for so many years. Now he is still in the position of the book of the Ministry of War. If Marelin has a little brain, he must know Xu Deliang How did this happen? Naturally, he would not be willing to contact the princes as soon as he left office, not to mention his temperament. "

Wan Guifei sighed, "It would be great if I could get help from this person."

Lu Zhihe nodded and said, "Mother-in-law's words are extremely true, but then again, Marelin does not recognize our Yanxi Palace, and naturally does not recognize him Jingren Palace and Yuqing Palace, and things are not worse. Now. "

Wan Guifei hesitated a little: "But this palace heard that, then Marilyn still has a patrol battalion in his hand?"

Lu Zhihe said in a deep voice: "This is what the son-in-law wants most. At the moment, with the patrol battalion, the major events of the Beijing Division can't be hidden from our eyes. It can be more useful when necessary."

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Jiasheng 23rd month of the 23rd year

Lantern Festival.

West Huai Bei Yuan.

Last night, he was dug too deeply by a man, and Mu Nanzhi woke up again three times a day. Lu Zhishan was leaning on a soft pillow to read a book. Seeing the child woke up, he was too busy to put down the book in his hand and rub his hands. I used to squeeze the child's face: "Awake?"

"Cousin, my waist is sore," Mu Nanzhi pursed his lips, crying at Luzhishan, "I all blame you."

"Cousin rubs it for you," Lu Zhishan lay down, and he reached out to Mu Nanzhi's slender waist and rubbed her, "Do you want to do it? Is it heavy?"

Mu Nanzhi froze in his arms and said lazily, "That's just fine."

Lu Zhishan rubbed the child's waist, perhaps it was too comfortable, and the child slept in his arms again, and when he woke up again, it was noon.

Lu Zhishan had already got up first, estimating the time, and let Jixiang prepare lunch in the side hall. Just as Mu Nanzhi woke up at this time, he was afraid that the child was too hungry, and he did not worry about washing her directly. The child was hugged to the side hall on the bed. Fortunately, the ground was covered with dragons, and I was not afraid to keep the child cold.

Mu Nanzhi leaned on Lu Zhishan's arms, first drank a cup of tea, and then ate three Lantern Festivals. When he was about to eat the fourth, he suddenly turned back and stared at Lu Zhishan: "Cousin, today It's the Lantern Festival! "

"Did you know?" Lu Zhishan looked at her picture, and her heart was about to melt, and she used her nose to pinch Mu Nanzhi's warped nose, "When it gets dark, my cousin will bring You go out for a lantern festival. "

Mu Nanzhi suddenly smiled with an eyebrow: "Okay, okay, then I have to keep some belly."

"I want to keep my stomach?" Lu Zhishan deliberately prolonged the epilogue, a little a pity, "I just asked Jixiang to take frozen persimmons and frozen pears. How can this be good? Otherwise, I will give them to Jixiang them. Everyone has eaten ... "

"I can eat it! Cousin, I can eat it! Frozen persimmons and frozen pears don't take up much space," the child immediately hugged the man's neck, coquettish, "Cousin, do not give auspicious food to them, OK? All mine, all mine! "

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