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..."
Suddenly, the cry of a baby on the bed interrupted their conversation. Lu Minglan rushed over and picked up the crying little princess. While coaxing him, he sat in front of Lu Zhishan and said to Lu Zhishan with a smile: "The princess is really good to the prince. They are naturally close to each other. As soon as they met, they grabbed the prince and refused to let go. After all, they are the same family. "
Lu Zhishan also smiled, and tapped his finger on the little baby's face. The princess's eyes were like a pair of dark jade, lingering on his body, and then suddenly bit his finger. Lu Zhishan felt the finger. He smiled even wider and said to Lu Minglan: "Let me give her a hug."
Lu Minglan smiled and put the princess into his arms. He felt the weight in his hands. It was heavy, as if he was holding a priceless treasure carefully. He looked at the pink and jade-carved little doll in his arms and rolled his eyes, vomiting. He held his tongue, and his heart almost melted. When he spoke again, his voice was extremely gentle: "What's your name?"
The little princess stuck out her tongue again, turned her face, grabbed his front, and babbling.
"The Great Khan has already given the names of Beidi to the princess and the prince, but I still want to give them Chinese names," Lu Minglan stroked the baby's face and said to Lu Zhishan, "It's just that I am ignorant. It’s hard for a woman’s family to have a good name. It’s rare for a princess and a prince to meet the prince, so why not ask the prince to give them a name?”
Lu Zhishan was stunned: "The emperor is joking. The princess and prince and I are equals. How can I, a cousin, be qualified to name them?"
"You are willing to take the risk to come to Dali today to see my royal aunt. I am really happy and grateful in my heart. However, I am afraid that I will never have the chance to meet people from the Dali Dynasty again, and I will certainly not have the chance to return to Dali. ," Lu Minglan said, turning his back, and after a while he said hoarsely, "Today, your cousin will give them a name, so that I can tell them in the future that there is a cousin at the first-year banquet. Brother came to see them. Although their mother’s status is low, there are still people in the Dali Dynasty who miss them.”
Lu Minglan was telling the truth. If the princess did not go back to her parents' home, she would have died in a foreign country. With luck, the bones would be returned to the Middle Earth, or more likely they would just dig a hole and bury them.
For a moment, the room fell into silence, except for the baby who was still babbling. Lu Zhishan looked down at the baby in his arms and turned his head, with his face pressed against his front, and spit, in Qing Qing There was a wet stain on the gray cotton robe, and then she fell asleep in his arms.
"Just call her Nanzhi." Lu Zhishan said suddenly, looking at the child's fluffy hair.
"Hu Ma is leaning on the north wind, crossing the bird's nest to the south branch. What a good name." Lu Minglan smiled, tears falling on the child's cheek, "Nanny, from now on, you will be called Nan Zhi. "
"Prince, please call me Nanshan." Lu Zhishan put the princess back on the couch and looked at the little prince sleeping soundly inside.
"The swords and guns are stored in the warehouse, and the horses are released in the Nanshan Mountains," Lu Minglan's tears flowed thinly. The look of a beautiful 24-year-old woman weeping silently is particularly pitiful. "If Beidi and Dali can be stable for generations and the people are happy, it will also It’s not a waste of my life.”