Prince Ning's Mansion.
Ningjun Prince's Mansion has been very busy these two days.
In the past two years, Lu Mingwei's attitude towards Lu Zhishan has improved a lot. Although it is impossible to compare with the past, he can still talk to Yan Yuese. He even thought of taking him with him when hunting. Prince Ning with his legs disabled? Moreover, the father and son were chatting happily on the hunting ground, with many pairs of eyes staring at each other.
The court has been unstable recently. Although the outside world has said that the prince is sick and will be raised in the East Palace, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the prince is probably like a rabbit's tail. Otherwise, if the prince is recovering in the East Palace, the imperial army will be like an iron barrel. Are you surrounded? And didn’t the prince’s biological uncle, Xu Deliang, the Minister of War, rush to leave with a pat on the back
Although the Holy Will is unpredictable, none of the courtiers are fools. The former princelings are now looking for a new way out. The third prince Lu Zhihe is the most popular one now, even those who have not yet bowed. The fifth prince Lu Zhicheng's gate was also very lively. As for the eldest prince Lu Zhishan, although he was destined to miss the East Palace, looking at the attitude of Long Live Lord now, it seemed that he would continue to ignore the eldest prince, so he watched the big prince The prince's wedding is coming soon, and more and more people are coming to deliver gifts, so Song Fu has been really busy these two days. On the contrary, Lu Zhishan has never left the backyard.
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Side hall.
Warm pavilion.
While making tea, Du Heng said to Lu Zhishan: "Ma Ruilin is now the Minister of the Ministry of War, but he still controls the patrol camp, so the general can rest assured. With the general's wedding, there will definitely be no trouble in the capital."
Lu Zhishan nodded and said solemnly: "Even if this is the case, you have to keep your eyes open."
Du Heng brought the tea bowl to Lu Zhishan and agreed, "Yes, I will obey."
Lu Zhishan took a sip of tea and then asked: "Go and inspect it again in person tonight. Don't miss an inch of the land."
"Yes, I obey." Du Heng agreed on the face, but he was complaining in his heart. He was asked to inspect eight times a day, and the soles of his shoes were almost worn out, making him, a mere guard, look worse than a serious groom. The officer is still tired, and it's not the general's first wedding. The previous ones were not as...
forget it. I'm done here.
But fortunately, this is only the case for the general in his life.
"Cousin, I'm here."
A girl's sweet voice came from outside.
"My subordinates will take their leave first." Du Heng put down his tea cup knowingly, stood up and left in a hurry, and walked out under Lu Zhishan's surprised eyes. He kept complaining in his heart. It would be really scary if the old house caught fire. Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
Mu Nazhi entered the room in a hurry, but as soon as she saw Lu Zhishan, she started to become coy. She began to regret not listening to the auspicious words. Maybe she really shouldn't have come over. Under the gaze, she swallowed and slowly walked towards Ruandao step by step. As soon as she walked in front of Lu Zhishan, she was pulled into his arms by Lu Zhishan. Mu Nanzhi was frightened. He jumped, but his exclamation was swallowed by the man.
The man eagerly hugged her slender waist, blocking all Mu Nanzhi's escape routes. He seemed like a trapped animal that had been hungry for a long time. As soon as he was released from the cage, he could not suppress his thirst.
Mu Nanzhi's head turned into a ball of paste again. She was dizzy and breathless, as if she was about to drown in the water. She felt that she would die in the next second, so the man let her go.