"Everything the prince said makes sense," the guard hurriedly agreed, paused, and then asked in a low voice, "The prince's forbearance is only temporary. If the prince inherits the throne in the future and settles the accounts again, how will the prince handle himself?"
"Lu Zhiyue can't be the emperor even if I am here. If he becomes the emperor, I won't have to live anymore." Lu Zhichuan squinted his eyes and looked at the tea leaves in the cup. He said slowly, "It's just that I don't believe in evil. Why can he be the emperor, but I can't?"
"Yes, I will definitely follow the prince wholeheartedly!" The guard hurriedly knelt down and said.
"Your Majesty!" the maid whispered from outside, "The princess asked her servant to come over and ask the prince, will he sleep in the front yard or the back yard tonight?"
"Tell the princess that I will go to the backyard right now." Lu Zhichuan pursed his lips and put down the tea bowl.
He was in a good mood these days. Although Lu Zhiyue was not killed in the hunting ground, he was happy when he saw Lu Zhiyue's frightened look. Moreover, after his face was destroyed, he was very tired of the love affair between men and women. , but in the past few days, he has always been very impulsive. He, who has always been like a wooden pile who does not understand the style, has been very seductive these days, and he is even more debauched and charming in bed. He has new tricks every night. Hate As if he couldn't be hollowed out, when he thought of He's debauchery in bed, he felt extremely hungry both in his heart and body.
"Then I'll take my leave first." The guard was also a good judge of eyes. Seeing Lu Zhichuan's impatient expression, he hurriedly bowed and left.
Lu Zhichuan hurried into the backyard. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he looked at He, who was dressed in black gauze and covered with red candles. She was lying on her side on the bed like a water snake. A pair of almond eyes seemed to have hooks, looking at him watery. .
Lu Zhichuan's eyes wandered over He's graceful and exquisite body. The black gauze vines could not cover He's body at all. Such a looming appearance made He's beautiful scenery even more charming and charming. Lu Zhichuan was so hooked that his breath became uneven.
"Your Majesty..." He blinked his almond-shaped eyes and slightly parted his red lips, "Your Majesty, please let me wait."
"You little prodigal!" Lu Zhichuan couldn't hold it in. Before he could take off his clothes, he suddenly pounced on He, ruthlessly tearing the black gauze. He gasped heavily, and when he spoke again, his voice was dark. He was so mute that he said, "Let's see how I deal with this little prodigal who owes you X!"
"Your Majesty! Wait!" He gasped and resisted Lu Zhichuan, "Your Majesty... wait first!"
"I can't wait any longer!"
"Your Majesty, I... I am a little thirsty. You... wait for me to drink this cup of ginseng tea, and then... serve the prince..."
He finally broke free from Lu Zhichuan's shackles, panting and picked up a cup of ginseng tea from the bedside table. She took a mouthful of ginseng tea and met Lu Zhichuan's mouth...
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Prince Ning's Mansion.
The princess finally woke up, and the whole house was full of joy. Song Fu spent almost the whole day in the kitchen, personally supervising the cooking. Although Mu Nanzhi could only drink some soup now, this could not stop Song Fu. Fu stews eight pots of soup a day, and Mu Nanzhi drinks it.
"Don't drink more?" Lu Zhishan stirred the water chestnut, lotus root and pork bone soup in the bowl and asked the child softly, "Is the taste too bland?"