"Thank you, noble man! Thank you, noble man!" The little merchant happily took the gold ingot and ran into the room to call his wife out. While showing his wife the gold ingot in his hand, the couple were busy. He packed up the necessary things, closed the door, and followed Mu Nanshan respectfully.
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The couple murmured all the way, wondering where Mu Nanshan was taking them. They had guessed early on that Mu Nanshan must have an unusual identity, but when Mu Nanshan took them into the palace, they were still frightened. They were walking with the same hands and feet. At that moment, the two of them didn't even dare to whisper, and followed Mu Nanshan respectfully and without saying a word.
Qianqing Palace.
"I don't know what Shan'er is complaining about? What time has it been?" Mu Nanzhi didn't know how many times he looked out the window. He muttered louder without even looking, "Cousin. , Do you want to send someone to take a look? That kid may have gone wild somewhere."
"What kind of day is this? Is he still going crazy outside? He must be on his way here." In the Nuan Pavilion, Lu Zhishan was sitting on a soft couch making dumplings. The small table was neatly filled with all kinds of dumplings. Mu Nanzhi loves to eat dumplings, and Lu Zhishan is also very traditional at heart, so every New Year’s Eve, the New Year’s Eve dinner at Ningjun Prince’s Mansion is not extravagant, but dumplings are indispensable.
"Cousin, don't pack it, it's almost enough." Mu Nanzhi walked behind Lu Zhishan and sat down, hugging his waist from behind and lying on the man's back with his whole body, "Aren't there still Lantern Festivals? ? Where can I finish eating?”
Mu Nanshan was about to leave for Qinghai on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year and could not celebrate the Lantern Festival in Beijing, so Mu Nanzhi decided to celebrate New Year's Eve with the Lantern Festival this year. No, Lu Zhishan not only made dumplings, but also made several kinds of fillings. The Lantern Festival is waiting for Mu Nanshan to cook it as soon as he comes.
"Well, it's almost done," Lu Zhishan put down the fat white dumplings in his hands, turned around and kissed Mu Nanzhi on the lips, saying with a smile, "There are only lucky ones in the dumplings, look at you and Shan Who can eat it?"
"Let Shan'er eat it," Mu Nanzhi hugged the man tightly and pressed her face against his strong and broad back. "I am already very lucky to have a cousin. I really can't and don't need to be greedy anymore. , but Shan'er, I sincerely hope that he will have more blessings and success in the future."
"He will," Lu Zhishan said softly. Even though his hands were still stained with flour, he couldn't help but pinch Mu Nanzhi's round little nose. "As an eldest sister like you, he is also the one who knows how to do it." blessing."
"I can't do anything for him," Mu Nanzhi said a little discouraged, lowering his eyebrows. "When I was young, I just gave him a cup of milk tea and two pieces of milk tofu. Now I just give him a cup of milk tea and two pieces of milk tofu. Now I just follow his wishes and don't stand in his way. That’s all.”
"That's enough," Lu Zhishan held Mu Nanzhi's face, kissed Mu Nanzhi's eyebrows gently, and said, "When I was a child, milk tea and milk tofu were all the love you could give him. Now let him go. Qinghai, this is your greatest respect and love for him, Nannan, you are already the best sister in the world. "
Mu Nanzhi sniffed, looked at Lu Zhishan with big wet eyes, and choked with sobs: "What are you doing to make me shed tears when you are celebrating the New Year?"
"Yes, yes, it's my cousin's fault," Lu Zhishan was so busy pecking her eyebrows, he kept coaxing, "It's my cousin's fault, he always makes my daughter cry."