"There is no need to do anything for the Crown Princess, and the Queen no longer calls me into the palace to say things that are neither salty nor bland. Naturally, I am happy. Speaking of which, I really want to express my gratitude to the young prince in Prince Kang's palace. If it weren't for him seeking death and living, I wouldn't be able to have a clean ear." Mu Nanzhi ate the loquat, spit out the core, and said, "I heard that the young prince's health is much better now. Really?"
Lu Zhishan peeled another loquat for her and said calmly: "What? Nannan actually cares so much about the little prince's health?"
"Why do I care about him? I'm afraid that he will die or live again, so he pulls me to be his backer." Mu Nanzhi bit the loquat hard, as if biting the little prince's head, "Me too I'm convinced, cousin, tell me that he is such a good son, but he is always on the verge of death. It's not even written like this in the play. "
Lu Zhishan raised his eyebrows: "If the young prince knew that my daughter arranged him like this, I'm afraid he would fall ill again."
"Bah!" Mu Nanzhi rolled his eyes, and then watched the core in his mouth fly straight to Lu Zhishan's face.
"Crack!"
Mu Nanzhi watched helplessly as the core hit the tip of Lu Zhishan's nose, then fell on the small table, spinning around a few times before stopping.
Lu Zhishan: "..."
Mu Nanzhi: “…”
"Cousin, cousin, I didn't mean it! I really didn't mean it! I spat on the little prince!" Mu Nanzhi's eyes wandered over the fruit core on the small table and the tip of Lu Zhishan's red nose, He said cautiously, "Cousin, your nose is really not strong... I didn't have much energy just now..."
Lu Zhishan: "..."
"Cousin!" The next second, Mu Nanzhi was stunned by Lu Zhishan who suddenly had a nosebleed. His hands and feet were stiff for a moment.
Lu Zhishan looked helpless: "... Go and get me a handkerchief."
"Oh oh oh," Mu Nanzhi was so busy that he jumped off the floor and had no time to put on his shoes. He was so busy that he sat in front of Lu Zhishan, took off his handkerchief and put it on Lu Zhishan's nose, anxiously His eyes were red, "Cousin, cousin, it's my fault. I will never eat and talk at the same time again. I will never eat loquats again."
Lu Zhishan sighed: "Don't use so much force to cover me up until I can't breathe."
"Oh," Mu Nanzhi was so busy that she relaxed and carefully wiped Lu Zhishan's nosebleed. Lu Zhishan's warm breath came from her hand. She felt that the hand holding the handkerchief was a little hot. Even her face started to burn. She lowered her head involuntarily and whispered, "Cousin, you see I'm always so reckless. I can hit you in the nose even if I eat a loquat. I'm really... "
"It's true that every shot can hit the target with a hundred steps," Lu Zhishan pinched her face and said with a smile, "I heard that you are an excellent slingshot player now."
"That's natural. I can make slingshots better than bows and arrows. If the royal family didn't look down on slingshots, I would have taken the slingshot to the hunting ground a long time ago." Mu Nanzhi puffed up his small chest and pointed to the outside yard. The persimmon tree looked at Lu Zhishan with bright eyes, "Cousin, do you believe I can hit the persimmons on that tree with a slingshot!"
The breeze blew against Lu Zhishan's face, and the girl's long hair brushed against Lu Zhishan's face. Lu Zhishan suddenly reached out and pinched Mu Nanzhi's round nose, and then let go of his hand in a hurry.
Mu Nanzhi was startled, turned around in a hurry, and said awkwardly: "Cousin, you are so vindictive. I accidentally hit your nose, and you pinched my nose. You are really going to retaliate."