Princess too Young, Prince too Old

"You ... nonsense! What do you know ?!" Lu Mingwei exclaimed angrily. He wanted to hit Lu Zhishan's hand, but he couldn't move, so he could only shout hysterically like this, "Xu Shi But it's a weak woman, why should I kill her? !!! I still use this trick ?! Ridiculous! Ridiculous! "

"Why kill her? Oh," Lu Zhishan smiled lowly, his eyes were cold and cold. "Did I just say that just now, because you want to be a kind father and kill my humble mother Dear, I have become a motherless child, and I ’m still a **** who ca n’t make the climate. Father Emperor is more concerned, and Xu will naturally have no complaints, and you will be in front of people all over the world. With a good reputation as a loving father, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone? "

"What the **** do you want to say?" Lu Mingwei was even more irritable, he shouted, his voice changed, "You idiot! How dare you talk to me like this?"

"Niezi? I did, but it was also the father-in-law who created it with your own hands," Lu Zhishan said with a smile, and he patted Lu Mingwei's waxy yellow face lightly. "How did the emperor die? Father-father." Sinzi, naturally, has the most in mind, so why are you embarrassed at this time, Father Emperor, to reprimand me, Sinzi? Anyway, I haven't killed you. "

"You ... you, hold your mouth shut! Stop mouth!" Lu Mingwei growled, and the whole person trembled.

"Why should I stay? Now Dali, I have the final say," Lu Zhishan raised an eyebrow, smiling more proudly, and more condensed, "Father Emperor, are you particularly disappointed with King Hui Jun, you So I want to hold him high, but he is partial but he doesn't care about your heart, hey, look, what makes you angry with your father? "

"Oh, by the way, Father, I have to tell you one more thing. Yesterday, as your condition worsened, your favorite King of Hui County wrote a letter to you, asking you to make me a bad boy. How is it, Father, are you more angry now? "

Lu Mingwei was having trouble breathing. He stared, his **** undulating sharply, like a dying fish, and the sounds in his mouth were blurry: "You ... you ... inverse ..."

"I never wanted to be a villain, it was you the father and the emperor who forced you!" Lu Zhishan held Lu Mingwei's shoulder sternly and pulled him up from the bed. He gritted his teeth authentically, "Nanjiang Why was Dali defeated in World War I? Why was the soldier of 70,000 Dali buried in another country? Why would my leg become disabled ?! Father, do n’t you know these ?!

Lu Mingwei's shoulder was so stubbornly struck by his shoulders, his face was so sweat-stained, and his pale face was even more pale at this time: "You ... did you already know?"

"Yes, I've known for a long time, I've been waiting for you, Father Father, to give me an explanation, no matter if you ever really loved me, I am your son, and I have the blood of Lu Shimen. I I thought you would give me an account. I thought you would at least take care of us ... the poor father and son feeling, "Lu Zhishan gritted his teeth, his gums were all hurting, his eyes were red," but I have What are you waiting for? The 70,000 British martyrs no matter the imperial court! Eight hundred beauties are still sent to Tubo Siam, and Prince Huai is still proud of the spring breeze. Even the culprit, Lu Zhihe, is still the same as the Jin hat mink fur? You even sent the Royal Forest Army Escort him to Huangling, are you afraid that I will kill him? "

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