Princess too Young, Prince too Old

The women of Dali are at the age of fifteen years old, and the men of the eighteen are crowned. After the ceremony, they can marry. They are married at the age of twenty-two. They are still grand princes, which is a bit late.

"The wedding was originally scheduled for a few years, but I couldn't get away with the troops on the southwest front, and I dragged on for three or four years."

"Penny's temper is so good. Instead, I was so angry that I vomited blood, so I didn't want to wait for you." Mu Nanzhi could not help but sigh.

Lu Zhishan smiled, "She has a good temper."

Mu Nanzhi observed Lu Zhishan's expression. The man's expression was calm and there were no fluctuations, so she dared to continue to ask, "Did the cousin ever see the cousin before the big wedding?"

Lu Zhishan took a sip of tea and shook his head: "No, I was drunk on the big wedding day, and I didn't even lift her hijab. It was only the next day that I could see what she looked like."

In fact, he could have met before marriage. At that time, before Lu Mingwei gave him a wedding, he sent a portrait of Duan Shi to ask him what he liked, but at that time, he was too lazy to watch. Duan Shi I don't know where he was tucked into the portrait, but later he hurriedly wrote back a letter to the Jingshi, only saying that everything was obeyed by the father, and then Lu Mingwei ordered a marriage.

"Cousin, are you still ... still thinking of cousin?"

Lu Zhishan didn't say anything, just looked at the bitter Ding Shu volume in the cup, a little stunned.

Do you think of her?

Lu Zhishan remembered Duan's depressive cough and eyes with fine lines.

...

Mu Nanzhi consciously uttered a word of silence, and for a long time she was restless and did not see Lu Zhishan speak. She clamped Lu Zhishan with green chopsticks and whispered, "Cousin, eat more."

Lu Zhishan looked back, looked at the girl's agitated face, ate the green bamboo shoots with chopsticks, and then said slowly: "Sometimes I think of it."

"Oh." Somehow, Mu Nanzhi was a little stuffy.

"Her tea is cooked very well, her craft is not lost in the tea court ladies in the palace, her chess skills are also good, she can play chess and go, she is quite fluent, she is fluent in all kinds of bamboo and string instruments, and the lute is the best, right , She will also do wine orders, "Lu Zhishan capped the tea cup, her eyes and voice were soft," she is a very good woman, I don't deserve her, and I'm sorry for her. "

In the last days of Duanshi, Lu Zhishan accompanied him day by day. Duanshi was very happy, not as careful as before. They drank tea and played piano and chanted chants together. They even drunk once, like a couple who have known each other for many years. An old friend who respects Duan Shi and is ashamed of Duan Shi. He later thought that if he did not go to the southwest, but stayed with Jing Shi and Duan Shi, he would like this demure and elegant woman, but I missed it.

He never said that to anyone, including Song Fu, who was loyal to him, but this quiet night, he whispered to the little girl who was only fifteen years old.

Lu Zhishan watched the glittering gold queen of the girl, and felt strange warmth in her heart.

"It's such a pity to show off."

Mu Nanzhi was even more bored, and he was also free. He asked his cousin what his personal affairs were.

"Don't eat it?" Lu Zhishan asked.

"I can't eat anymore," Mu Nanzhi wiped his mouth, waited to see the papa in his hand, and suddenly stunned again. "Cousin, you papa ... you don't have to poke, anyway, you are definitely not short. This one. "

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