The burning sensation went all the way down and stopped on Lu Zhishan's lower abdomen.
There was a long scar on Lu Zhishan's lower abdomen. Lu Zhishan remembered that it was a stab wound from his chest to his navel. It was left on the battlefield in southern Xinjiang. At that time, the blood flowed like a river, and the military doctors were all stunned. He was so frightened that his face was covered in cold sweat, and the hands that were trying to stop the bleeding were trembling all the time.
Later, the military doctor told him that if the knife wound had been an inch deeper, he would have been disemboweled and his life would not have been saved. Zhao Jingting was so frightened that his face turned pale. He looked relaxed, but in his heart But I was also very scared.
Lu Zhishan suppressed the injury and it was not reported to the capital. However, he rested in the rear for two months before returning to the front line.
At this moment, Mu Nanzhi's fingers rested on the scar, and she carefully observed the brown scar, her eyes full of pity: "Cousin, you must have been in so much pain at that time, right? There must have been a lot of blood, right?"
"It's all over," Lu Zhishan's voice was a little hoarse, and the finger lingering on the scar made him very uncomfortable, "Nanny, my cousin doesn't feel any pain at all."
"But cousin, it hurts just to look at it." Mu Nanzhi said with a flat mouth, gently stroking the scar.
Lu Zhishan couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly pressed Mu Nanzhi's hand: "Nanny! Don't act recklessly!"
Mu Nanzhi was startled, then understood. She raised her head and looked at the man with charming eyes: "Didn't my cousin just say that it was the twelfth pose tonight? What's wrong? Cousin, this is Have you changed your mind?"
Lu Zhishan couldn't stand Mu Nanzhi's charming appearance, and almost made a fool of himself on the spot. He took two deep breaths before calming down. He squinted and looked at Mu Nanzhi dangerously: "It seems like Nanzhi His courage is getting bigger and bigger.”
"It's not big, not big, I just listened to my cousin's words," Mu Nanzhi laughed so hard that her branches trembled, but her eyes were a little panicked and shy. She paused, her fingers gently touched the scar, and said with a smile, "Cousin, are you scared?"
"Am I cowardly?" The man looked at the little bride who was seeking death with a sullen face, then suddenly turned her over and put Mu Nanzhi on the rocking chair. He held on to the handle of the chair and looked down at Mu Nanzhi, "Cousin, let me see if my cousin is scared now."
Mu Nanzhi didn't dare to look into the man's eyes, her eyelashes trembled, and she asked in a low voice: "Cousin, what... what are you going to do? You, you, please don't... don't do whatever you want! It's still outside."
Lu Zhishan said nothing, but looked at Mu Nanzhi's blushing cheeks without blinking, while his big hand rested on the bud button on Mu Nanzhi's collar...
"Nanny, the pattern on this bellyband is so beautiful."
"Wha... what pattern?"
"The fish plays with the lotus, look at how good the embroidery work is, and the meaning is also very good."
"...Does it look better than me?"
"Then my cousin needs to take a good look at my daughter."
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Jingren Palace.
Empress Xu is not having a good time during the Mid-Autumn Festival today. The prince is still under house arrest in the East Palace. Even her aunt and the current Queen Mother are not willing to talk to her anymore. Long Live Lord has not even set foot in Jingren Palace for half a year. Therefore, during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, Jingren Palace was really deserted. Even Concubine Wan Gui and Concubine Li did not come to say hello. They just sent the palace staff to make a pretense.