"Isn't it bad that you didn't even visit Mrs. Zuo on New Year's Eve?" Lu Minglan turned over and hugged the man's strong waist, and whispered, "At last, you and Mrs. Zuo were still harmonious at the palace dinner in previous years. We want to have a reunion dinner together, but you didn’t even go there this year. If outsiders find out, they will definitely say you are cold.”
"It's okay, the prince and princess have gone over to spend the holidays with her," Mu Yuante stroked Lu Minglan's long hair. He really liked women's hair. It was long, smooth, dense and black, and it was refreshing. "Besides, didn't I go see her during Laba?"
"That's too outrageous. After all, today is New Year's Eve, and she is your first wife and the most noble woman in Beidi." Lu Minglan really could not have imagined that such words would come out of her mouth one day. She She was used to being cold-hearted and selfish, but today she would put herself in Mu Yuante's shoes and patiently persuaded her, "If you really don't want to go there today, then you can go there tomorrow morning." Let’s have a reunion dinner with Mrs. Zuo and the prince and princess.”
Mu Yuante dotes on her too much, which has made many courtiers dissatisfied. What's more, the princes are now adults and have entered the court. If there is a discord between Mu Yuante and his son because of her, Lu Minglan will naturally not want to As she saw, Mu Yuante was her lifelong love and the father of her unborn child, so she naturally wished Mu Yuante well.
"Lan'er, I want you to be the most noble woman in Beidi," Mu Yuante reached out and pinched Lu Minglan's cheek gently, looking at her with a pair of black eyes, "I've always wanted to."
The two people's eyes met. Lu Minglan was looking at Mu Yuante so infatuatedly that her heart ached. She gently pressed Mu Yuante's heart and said softly: "As long as you have me here." That’s enough, nothing else matters.”
"Not enough," Mu Yuante pulled her into his arms and gently rubbed her hair with his chin, "I want you to be my only wife, and I want the world to know that you are working side by side with me. Women, I want our child to be a prince as soon as he is born and inherit the throne in the future. A hundred years later, I want you to lie in my coffin. "
Lu Minglan's eyes were sore and hot. She raised her head and glared at Mu Yuante angrily: "What? If I were a little princess, wouldn't you love her?"
"It's a prince, he must be a prince!" Mu Yuante looked confident.
Seeing his serious appearance, Lu Minglan couldn't help but laugh: "Why are you so sure that you must be the prince?"
"Of course I know what I planted," Mu Yuante smiled softly, reaching down and gently placing his hand on Lu Mingwei's slightly bulging belly, "He must be the prince, he must be."
Lu Minglan felt a little itchy from his touch. She rolled over to avoid the man's touch, but said angrily: "I feel like a princess. Naturally, I am aware of this kind of growth on my body."
"I don't want a princess," Mu Yuante said softly, sighing, "My daughter's family's life is too rough, it's so heartbreaking."
"What? As your Mu Yuante's daughter, will life be rough?" Lu Minglan held Mu Yuante's face and joked.
"Of course not, it's just..." Mu Yuante looked into her eyes, smiling a little sweetly and helplessly, "It's just that I'm afraid I won't be able to let her get married in the future."
"If I marry a man like you, why would I be reluctant to part with it?" Lu Minglan murmured, stroking his brows.