Mu Nanzhi was filled with joy, but he was also worried: "What if Long Live Lord orders you to leave Beijing again?"
"Then I'll take my daughter with me," Lu Zhishan took out the handkerchief and gently wiped Mu Nanzhi's face, saying softly, "I'll take it with me wherever I go."
"But what if Master Long live doesn't agree?" Mu Nanzhi was still worried and grabbed Lu Zhishan's hand and asked, "What if the Queen Mother wants me to accompany her to Mount Wutai again?"
Lu Zhishan said slowly: "Then I will resist the order and disobey it."
Mu Nanzhi was startled and said hurriedly: "Stop talking nonsense, there is no need for you to cause such trouble?"
"No one can separate me and my daughter," Lu Zhishan held Mu Nanzhi's face and kissed her deeply, "No one can, not even the emperor and the queen mother."
Mu Nanzhi raised his head and actively responded to the man's kiss, not caring about the mess on his face.
She really misses men. She reads scriptures every day. Instead of understanding any subtle Buddhist teachings, she misses Lu Zhishan more and more. She misses his domineering, his gentleness, his hot lips and tongue, and misses him. Hug hard.
When she read the scriptures, she felt that the name of Lu Zhishan was all over the book. When she heard the sound of wooden fish, she felt that the sound was Lu Zhishan calling her. She saw the mountain as Lu Zhishan, and she heard the wind as Lu Zhishan. Zhishan, Lu Zhishan is everywhere.
"Lu Zhishan, I miss you so much." Between kisses, Mu Nanzhi closed her eyes and leaned on the man's arms to breathe, "Lu Zhishan, I don't believe in Buddhism or religion, but I believe in you and only you." You are more pious than the tenth reincarnation of Jin Chanzi."
"Stop talking." Lu Zhishan stroked Mu Nanzhi's hair and said in a deep voice.
Mu Nanzhi was puzzled, raised his head and asked Lu Zhishan: "Why?"
"If you keep talking, I will cry." Lu Zhishan looked into the child's clear eyes, lowered his head and kissed her eyes, "Nanny, I love you."
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In the Nuan Pavilion.
Lu Zhishan had dinner with Mu Nanzhi in his arms, and there was a steaming pot of mutton on the small table.
Mu Nanzhi has not eaten such delicious meat in these days, and she has slept for another day and night. She is so hungry that her chest is pressed against her back. Lu Zhishan has been busy making mutton, mushrooms, and winter bamboo shoots for her. She She kept her head buried and never had time to raise her furry head. Lu Zhishan looked down, feeling aching and warm in his heart. From time to time, he leaned over and kissed her hair.
"No... don't kiss," Mu Nanzhi's mouth was full of mutton, and he couldn't pronounce the words clearly, "I've been suffering from blackheads for a long time, I'm so embarrassed!"
Lu Zhishan had a question mark on his face: "What? Are you still embarrassed?"
Mu Nanzhi finally swallowed the mutton in his mouth and turned to look at Lu Zhishan: "I said that I never washed my hair properly on the mountain. Even if I wear a pair of ruby earrings, the Queen Mother will scold me. How dare I do that?" If you apply any kind of perfume or ointment and just wash your hair with soap locust, it will definitely stink. Stay away from me, I won’t stun you.”
"Nanny is not embarrassed. Nanny is Princess Xiangxiang." Lu Zhishan kissed Mu Nanzhi's hair again, put his head on her shoulder, and fished out a few pieces of mutton for her and put them on the child's bed. In the bowl, "Eat more, you are so thin, you must not be eating well in the mountains."
"It's not too bad. I can still eat a meal of meat and drink a cup of milk tea every day," Mu Nanzhi said, and suddenly put down his chopsticks and asked Lu Zhishan, "By the way, cousin, what are you doing?" What kind of method can I use to get my sister-in-law to cook meat for me?"