Song Fu poured two cups of tea and invited Du Heng to come and sit down. While drinking tea, he said to Du Heng: "Who says it's not the case? Behind Yuqing Palace are Jingren Palace and Yanxi Palace. Concubine Wan Gui's eyes are dead now." I'm keeping an eye on the East Palace, I'm afraid that if nothing goes wrong in the East Palace, if this Wei family is so imprudent, Concubine Wan Gui might have taken Concubine Li to complain to Lord Long Live."
Du Heng took a sip of tea and nodded: "The Wei family is indiscreet, and Princess Linglong is not easy to deal with. Fortunately, our princess was not involved. Who cares about us? Let's wait until they finish singing. Just come on stage.”
Song Fu said with a smile: "This is exactly the reason."
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When Lu Zhishan came in holding a pot of chrysanthemums, Mu Nanzhi was leaning on the soft couch eating an ice bowl, and Jixiang was sitting on the drum stool talking to her.
"Princess, when the prince went out, he specifically asked you to eat less and come back with your stomach to have dinner with the prince."
Mu Nanzhi nodded: "I'll stop after two more bites."
Ji Xiang was about to cry: "Princess, you have said this three or four times."
Mu Nanzhi ignored Jixiang and dug another spoonful of cold grapes into her mouth. She was afraid of heat and liked to eat ice bowls the most. Tigers will grow this year in autumn. Lu Zhishan ordered to store more fruits in the cellar early in the morning. Collect them, leaving one for her to make ice bowls to eat, and the other for making ice cups at the end of the year.
Ji Xiang couldn't stand it anymore, so he reached out and snatched the bowl in front of Mu Nanzhi: "Princess, you can't eat any more!"
Mu Nanzhi looked longingly at the remaining half of the bowl of pulp, and said a little pitifully: "Jixiang, I didn't eat enough at lunch."
"Since the princess is not full at noon, she must have an extra bowl of rice for dinner." Ji Xiangcai didn't fall for the trick and ran out while holding the bowl. As a result, he almost ran into Lu Zhishan head-on and was so busy that he retreated. He took two steps back and saluted Lu Zhishan, "My lord, are you back?"
Lu Zhishan looked at the bowl in Jixiang's hand and asked in a low voice: "How much did you eat?"
Ji Xiang gestured with two fingers, frowned and said: "Prince Qi, the princess has eaten nearly two bowls, and she doesn't listen to her advice. The servant looks at the princess and is afraid that she is in a bad mood today and is getting angry again."
Lu Zhishan's face was a little gloomy and he didn't say anything. He immediately sent Ji Xiang out, and then he carried the shameless girl into the bedroom.
Mu Nanzhi heard the footsteps outside. He wiped his mouth and looked up. He couldn't help but be startled: "Cousin, what kind of flowers are you holding in your arms?"
Lu Zhishan walked to the front of the table, put the shameful girl on the small table, and looked at Mu Nanzhi with a smile: "Does it look good? Do you like it, Nannan?"
"I like it, I really like it," Mu Nanzhi nodded hurriedly like a chicken pecking at rice, looking at the shy girl with a pair of dark eyes unblinkingly, "Cousin, why have I never seen this flower before? Is this also a chrysanthemum?"
Lu Zhishan sat behind Mu Nanzhi, hugged her from behind, rested his chin on the child's shoulder, and followed her to enjoy the flowers: "This is called a shy girl, and I only have one pot of big lychees."
"A shy girl?" Mu Nanzhi repeated in a low voice, then looked the potted flower up and down, and then couldn't help but nodded, "She does look like a shy girl, she's really pretty."
Lu Zhishan held the child's hand, and together they gently stroked the shy girl's curly and slender petals. Lu Zhishan gently pecked Mu Nanzhi's ear, causing Mu Nanzhi to hide and laugh.