"It's good to worry about you," Lu Zhishan kissed the child's hair again and said softly, "Would you like to sleep with your cousin for a while?"
"Okay, I'm sleepy too." The child yawned and fell asleep on the man's body.
Lu Zhishan took the blanket and gently covered the child's body, patting the child's back gently with his big hands. The child fell asleep quickly, but Lu Zhishan did not fall asleep. He kept holding the child carefully. Child, the child is not sleeping well, he is afraid that the child will turn over and move around and hurt the wound.
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The next day.
early morning.
When Lu Zhishan was feeding Mu Nanzhi chicken shredded porridge, Ji Xiang hurried in.
Ji Xiang bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Du Heng is waiting for you outside. He said he has something urgent that he wants to report in person."
"Go quickly," Mu Nanzhi hurriedly urged Lu Zhishan, "Just let Jixiang take care of me."
"Then you have to finish the porridge and don't leave anything behind. You've eaten too little recently," Lu Zhishan said, feeling a little worried, "I'll come back to clean you up later."
"Okay, hurry up and go, it's getting more and more verbose." Mu Nanzhi blushed and rushed Lu Zhishan again. In front of Ji Xiang, she was really embarrassed to be too close to Lu Zhishan.
Lu Zhishan then handed the bowl to Jixiang, then stood up and left the dormitory.
Mu Nanzhi lay on the bed, but his eyes followed the man's back. Until he disappeared, Mu Nanzhi continued to stare blankly.
Ji Xiang coughed twice: "Princess, my servant will serve you breakfast."
Mu Nanzhi then withdrew his gaze and looked at the hot shredded chicken porridge. He thought it was smooth and delicious just now, but now he felt it had no taste. For some reason, Mu Nanzhi always felt that the porridge Jixiang fed had a bad taste. After a while, Ji Xiang said something good, so she reluctantly took a few more sips.
"Jixiang, did Du Heng say there was something urgent?" After breakfast, Mu Nanzhi lay on the bed, extremely bored. Usually after dinner, Lu Zhishan would help her relax and so on. Jixiang also wanted to pinch her, but she always felt very awkward, so Jixiang didn't dare to pinch her anymore, for fear that if she dodged, she would get hurt again.
"I didn't say it, but Du Heng went to the backyard to look for the prince. It must be a big deal," Ji Xiang said while putting a forked piece of apple to Mu Nanzhi's mouth, "Princess, please eat a piece of apple."
"I don't want to eat it," Mu Nanzhi was too lazy to open his mouth. He lay on the quilt and held it in for a while, then said, "Jixiang, go and see if they have negotiated, okay? Why has the prince been gone for so long and still not coming back?"
Ji Xiang looked embarrassed: "But Princess, the prince has just passed by, and it's not even enough for a cup of tea."
"Oh, it's so slow," Mu Nanzhi's face slumped and he buried his face in the quilt. After a while, he couldn't help it anymore and yelled at Ji Xiang, "I don't care, go and find him for me." Come on, go right now! Just tell him that my wound hurts so much that I can’t stand it anymore and tell him to come here!”
The corner of Jixiang's mouth twitched: "...Yes, I'll go right now, slave."
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forecourt.
study.
"General, Prince Gong is dead." Du Heng said hurriedly as soon as Lu Zhishanfu came in.
Lu Zhishan said nothing, he walked slowly to the soft couch and sat down, poured two cups of tea slowly, motioned for Du Heng to sit down and talk, he took a sip of tea, and then said calmly: "When did it happen? "
The characters in the article are all adults~