Lu Zhishan slowly squatted down and looked at the soft pink hand on his dark shoe. He suddenly wanted to cry. The vast Dali Dynasty could not protect his princess, but still In turn, it takes such a weak woman to carry the heavy burden of stability in Northern Xinjiang.
He felt extremely ridiculous and uncontrollably sad. He was too ashamed to raise his head and take another look at his aunt. He just stared at the child in front of him.
The child was not afraid of people, and the noise in the room did not make her afraid. She stroked Lu Zhishan's boots with her hands, and then grabbed the concentric knot around his waist. Her strength was not weak, Lu Zhishan. Zhishan gave way, but she kept holding on tightly. Lu Zhishan was afraid that she would fall and did not dare to move again until an attendant came over to take the little princess away. The little princess burst into tears, causing a lot of anger. Everyone looked over here. Lu Minglan's eyes flashed across his face. He was startled suddenly, and then his eyes turned red. Then he lowered his head and took the little princess from the waiter's hand.
That night, he met Lu Minglan in Lu Minglan's bedroom.
Lu Zhishan looked at Lu Minglan's dormitory. This room was not as big as the room where the servants lived in his house. But now this small room was occupied by his imperial aunt and her pair of children. It seemed very cramped. He was stunned for a while before finding a stool to sit down.
Lu Minglan took out half a can of tea from an elm box under the bed and made him a cup of tea in a big tea bowl. I wonder if it was due to the heat. Lu Minglan's eyes were wet. She rubbed her hands and drank the tea in embarrassment. Put it in front of him: "There is only old tea. I brought it from Dali. Your Highness, just drink it."
Lu Zhishan took the bowl of tea. The tea had a meaty smell and was very pungent, but he drank half the bowl in one go. The bits of tea leaves scratched his throat, so he threw the tea bowl heavily on the table.
The Dali gift-giving team that arrived at the palace with him yesterday clearly brought twenty jars of Biluochun, dozens of pieces of silk and satin, dozens of sets of tea bowls and porcelain, and more than a dozen sets of pearls and gemstone jewelry, as well as a lot of rouge and gouache. During the day, the Great Khan and Madam Zuo drank Mingqian Biluochun from high-quality blue and white porcelain tea bowls produced by Dali official kiln, but his imperial aunt was reluctant to drink the old tea from four years ago, and still used such a rough tea bowl. teacup.
Lu Zhishan was very sad and felt that grit had been rubbed into his heart. He gritted his teeth, fearing that he would lose his composure in front of the emperor's aunt.
"Prince, is your brother in good health? Is the Queen Mother in good health?" Lu Minglan asked cautiously. As soon as he spoke, his dark eyes began to get wet, "Although I am in Beidi, I miss you every day. Dali, I don’t forget to bow to the south every day, morning and evening.”
It took Lu Zhishan a long time before he said in a dull voice: "What are you thinking about them for? You don't know that there is no shortage of people in the palace to serve you, and they enjoy delicious food every day. There is nothing wrong with them."
Lu Minglan was startled, not knowing what Lu Zhishan meant: "Dali is my hometown, so I naturally miss it. I grew up under the knees of the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother and the Emperor's brother are so kind to me..."
"A mountain of kindness?" Lu Zhishan sneered. He looked at the greasy table, the smoky candlelight, and the messy felt covering the floor. His throat hurt badly.
Lu Minglan was silent for a long time: "The prince's status is precious, and he really shouldn't risk his life by coming to Beidi. Fortunately, no one in Beidi knows the prince's identity, otherwise I would not be able to die..."