Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Chapter 11: The down-and-out prince 3

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Fortunately, Ningjun Prince's Mansion is only two streets away from Princess Duanhui Heshuo's Mansion. She walked in a hurry when she came, for fear of being seen, but when she went back, her feet felt as heavy as a thousand catties.

Her cousin must have seen it, and she was very annoyed and frustrated. She thought about Lu Zhishan's greetings to her just now, and the gentle eyes that looked at her, and Mu Nanzhi became even more annoyed.

When she returned to Princess Heshuo's mansion, it was already dark, and the handkerchief in her hand was wrinkled. Mu Nanzhi entered the bedroom and dove into the quilt.

It's so embarrassing.

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It wasn't until Mu Nanzhi's cup of tea turned from hot to cold that Song Fu hurried into the dining room. There was a cup of milk tea and a plate of crab cakes on the tray he held with both hands. Song Fu put the tray on the table, feeling a little embarrassed. He said to Lu Zhishan: "It's all my fault for being too slow. Please punish me by the king."

Lu Zhishan stared at the plate of crab cakes. It looked good, but the amount of crab cakes was pitiful. At first glance, it was not the rule for pastries in the royal family. After a while, Lu Zhishan raised his head and looked at Song Fu: "It's been a long time since I made pastries in my house. ?”

Song Fu's face became even more embarrassed, and he hesitated and said: "To the Prince, in the past two years, there have been reports of impeachment of the Prince every day in the court. Long live the Lord has become more and more dissatisfied with you, the Prince, and has reduced the use of the palace several times. The princess was worried about the prince all the time and ordered everyone in the palace not to cause trouble. Years ago, the princess ordered a group of servants to be released from the mansion. Now there are twelve maids and servants in the mansion, and there are only two left in the kitchen. She is an old woman, she can cook, but she doesn't know how to make pastries. Moreover, the princess thinks that making pastries is too wasteful, so the prince's palace has not made pastries for more than two years. This plate of crab cakes was made by the slave just now. I went out to buy it, but the shops were closed after dark, so I couldn’t buy almond cheese, so I asked the king to punish me.”

"Take my waist tag and go to the palace to ask the imperial doctor to come over." Lu Zhishan took the waist tag from his waist and put it on the table, then added, "I want to ask the imperial doctor Qin."

"Your Majesty, your leg disease has recurred?" Song Fu was startled and asked quickly, "Do you want me to help the Prince to go back to the bedroom in the backyard to rest?"

Lu Zhishan didn't answer, just waved his hand irritably.

Song Fu was so busy that he took his waist card and went out.

Lu Zhishan looked at the half bowl of rice on the table that he had not finished yet, and wiped his face with his hands.

He never understood why his father repeatedly scolded him for his wanton behavior and for being abandoned by the emperor. Although he never complained, he felt very depressed in his heart. He killed the enemy in the south to serve the country, and he was truly loyal and patriotic with every sword and arrow. But why? His father loved him so much but didn't understand him. At this time, Lu Zhishan seemed to understand.

Over the years, he has indeed acted wantonly and willfully. He has great ambitions for his family, country and the world, and has been working hard for it. From a handsome young man to a down-and-out prince with two legs, he has never regretted this. He felt from the bottom of his heart that the twelve years of fighting were worth it, but he never thought about who was supporting him hard in the capital, and who was worrying about him all day long.

He always thought that it was his persistence that fulfilled his patriotism, but he didn't know that there were many people who were shouldering the shackles for him, which truly fulfilled his wanton behavior in the past twelve years. The sky is high and the sea is broad.

He wondered how he could be so bad and how he could have been so bad for so many years.