Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Lu Minglan was silent for a long while: "The prince's identity is precious, and he shouldn't come to Beidi as a dangerous person. Fortunately, no one can recognize the prince's identity, otherwise I would not be dead ..."

Suddenly the baby cries on the bed interrupted the two, and Lu Minglan was too busy to pick up the crying little princess, while coaxing and sitting in front of Lu Zhishan, smiling at Lu Zhishan, said: "The princess is really to the prince. Naturally close, as soon as he met, he pulled the prince and refused to let go. It was a flesh and blood. "

Lu Zhishan also smiled, his fingers nodded on the baby's face, the princess' eyes seemed to be a pair of Moyu, lingering on his body, and then bit his fingers stupidly, Lu Zhishan felt the fingers Warm, smiling even more, said to Lu Minglan: "Let me hug her."

Lu Minglan smiled and gave the princess to his arms. He felt the weight in his hands. The heavy one seemed to be holding the priceless treasure. He looked at the little baby doll carved in the arms and turned his eyes, spit. Holding my tongue, a heart is about to melt, and when I speak again, my voice is so soft that I can't say: "What's your name?"

The little princess vomited her tongue again, turned her face, and clutched his front placket.

"Big Khan has named Beidi for the princess and prince, but I still want to give them a Han Chinese name," Lu Minglan stroked the baby's face, and said to Lushan, "It's just that I'm blind The woman ’s house ca n’t get a good name. It ’s rare that the princess and prince are lucky enough to see the prince. Instead, ask the prince to give them a name. ”

Lu Zhishan said suddenly: "The aunt was laughing and joking. The princess and the prince are my peers. How can I be a cousin to be named?"

"You have the adventure to come to Dali to take a look at my emperor today. I am really grateful, but I am afraid that I will not have the opportunity to see the Dali dynasty again. I will not have the opportunity to return to Dali. "Lu Minglan said as he turned his back, and then he mutely said," Today, your cousin gave them a name, and I'll be able to tell them in the future that there will be a table My brother came to see them. Although their mother-in-law was inferior, the Dali Dynasty still missed them. "

Lu Minglan was telling the truth. He and the princess didn't return to their mother's house to say that they were all dead away. Fortunately, the bones would be returned to Middle-earth, and more often they would dig a pit and bury it.

For a moment, the room fell into silence, except for the baby, who was still babbling. Lu Zhishan looked down at the baby in his arms and turned his head again, his face against his front, and he spit and spit. There was a wet stain on the gray cotton robe, then crooked and fell asleep in his arms.

"Just call her Nanzhi." Lu Zhishan looked at the child's furry hair suddenly.

"Huma is in the north wind, and the Nanzhi branch of the VietNiao nest is really a good name," Lu Minglan smiled, tears dripping on the child's cheek. "Oh, from now on, you'll be called Nanzhi. "

"The prince's name is Nanshan." Lu Zhishan put the princess back on the couch, watching the little prince who was sleeping deep inside.

"The sword and gun were put in the warehouse, and Ma Fang Nanshan," Lu Minglan's tears flowed thinly. The twenty-four-year-old beautiful woman's appearance of tears silently made people feel pity. Don't let me waste my life in this life. "

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