Mu Nanzhi glanced at him: "Don't your masters even come to my door?"
Song Fu lost his temper because of her glare and hurriedly led her into the back hall. Lu Zhishan heard the movement outside and came out. He stood in the door and watched the girl walking towards him step by step.
"Are you freezing?" Lu Zhishan asked with a smile, reaching out to help Mu Nanzhi take off the heavy cloak, and handed it to Song Fu's hands, who bowed and retreated.
"How can it not be cold in the twelfth lunar month of winter?" Mu Nanzhi was holding back his anger, but now he saw that Lu Zhishan's legs and feet were much more flexible than before, and he felt happy and no longer annoyed. He was so busy that he followed Lu Zhishan into the side hall, "But no matter how cold it is, I'm not afraid. The fox furs my cousin gave me are the best, and the big cloak is also the warmest."
The two of them sat on the sofa. Mu Nanzhi took off her shoes and sat cross-legged. She didn't like the hard armchair in the dining room, so she just liked to sit lazily on the sofa. Lu Zhishan seemed to have noticed. , so every time she came over, she would eat in the side hall or the warm pavilion.
Lu Zhishan looked at Mu Nanzhi's fair and tender face and said with a smile: "I don't wear a human skin mask so suddenly. I'm not used to it."
Mu Nanzhi held his face, lay forward, and met Lu Zhishan's eyes: "Then cousin, just look at it more, you will get used to it."
Lu Zhishan stretched out his hand and scratched Mu Nanzhi's round nose: "The ghost is clever."
"Cousin, is the ointment I asked Jixiang to send useful?" Mu Nanzhi asked him with a piece of steamed pork, "I see your legs are much better than last year."
Lu Zhishan said: "I have been using it all the time, so I worry about it."
"Dali's steamed rice noodles are still delicious. I can't eat the steamed rice noodles made by Beidi. It tastes weird," Mu Nanzhi put down his chopsticks and sighed, "I always complain that Dali's milk tea is not authentic, but this time I replied When I went to Beidi and drank the milk tea there, I felt it was too fishy, and it always tasted different from what I drank when I was a kid. This feeling is very subtle and weird, and it always lingers in my heart. "
Lu Zhishan also put down his chopsticks, leaned against the soft pillow, and said slowly: "Before going to the southern border, I was most afraid of wasting my time. I wished I could break one hour into three hours and spend it reading, practicing calligraphy, and studying from morning to night. Wu, I don’t want to let a day pass by, but after I came back from the southern border, I found that it’s actually good to take some time off. I couldn’t figure it out before, and now I can figure it out after taking some time to calm down.”
Mu Nanzhi looked at Lu Zhishan with a straight face: "Then what did my cousin see through? What did he figure out?"
Lu Zhishan pursed his lips and smiled: "Nanny has something on her mind."
Mu Nanzhi was startled: "Can my cousin guess what's on his mind?"
Lu Zhishan said slowly: "During my trip to Beidi, I saw things I shouldn't have seen and heard things I shouldn't have heard."
Mu Nanzhi's face suddenly froze: "Cousin, you know everything."
"Your Majesty, write a letter to me and ask me to persuade you." Lu Zhishan said.
Mu Nanzhi poked the steamed pork in the bowl and said dullly: "Then what are you going to do to persuade me, cousin? Do you also think that I am wanton, arrogant and unreasonable?"
"If you don't like Beidi's steamed pork with rice flour, you can just stop eating it from now on. If you're not used to Beidi's milk tea, you don't have to force yourself. It's a great blessing to be able to do whatever you want," Lu Zhishan took it from Mu Nanzhi's hand. He took the chopsticks and wiped her hands with a handkerchief, and said in a warm voice, "Since I don't want to see or hear, then just cover your eyes and ears, and just don't listen or see."