"My son, I pay my respects to my father! I respectfully wish my father to be in peace!" Lu Zhishan and the other three people knelt down and kowtowed to Lu Mingwei in greeting.
After lying on the bed for two days, Lu Mingwei was no longer as manic as he was at the beginning, but he still had a tired look on his face, and his eyes were as cold and deep as an eagle. He looked at his three sons who were kneeling respectfully in front of the bed. Looking back and forth, his eyes finally fell on Lu Zhishan, who was kneeling in the middle. Lu Zhishan was tall and tall, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and an aura of nobility that made anyone want to look at him twice. Lu Mingwei just kept looking at the respectful Lu Zhishan coldly, and finally fixed his eyes on his legs.
The court dress outlines the outline of a man's thighs, and those two legs look extremely strong and powerful. How can you tell which one is the better leg? Which one is the remaining leg
The room was deserted. Zhao Ruhai walked carefully to the bed and whispered to Lu Mingwei, "Long live the Lord?"
Lu Mingwei opened his eyes and nodded slightly.
"Please get up quickly, the three princes." Zhao Ruhai said hurriedly.
"Thank you, Father." The three of them stood up.
Zhao Ruhai moved three embroidery pillars over and asked the three of them to sit in front of Lu Mingwei's bed. Zhao Ruhai came over again to serve tea, and then respectfully stepped aside.
"My son has already asked the head of the hospital Qin. The head of the hospital said that although my father's illness was urgent, he was diagnosed and treated in time, so it is not serious. As long as he takes good care of himself, my father will be able to get up in less than a month. I won't wait. When summer comes, my father will recover," Lu Zhiyue said with a smile, "so my father just needs to rest in peace."
Lu Zhicheng also laughed and said: "What the Fourth Emperor Brother said is that my father is a good person and a good person, so he can turn disaster into good luck."
Lu Mingwei had a cold look on his face, obviously impatient to listen to the two of them talking, and waved his hand to signal them to leave.
The three of them stood up to say goodbye, but Lu Mingwei suddenly looked at Lu Zhishan, nodded at him, and signaled for him to stay.
Lu Zhiyue and Lu Zhicheng looked at each other, then bowed and left first. Lu Mingwei looked at Mu Nanzhi and Princess Jing'an again, and the two of them also bowed and left in a hurry.
For a moment, only Lu Mingwei and Lu Zhishan, father and son, were left in the dormitory. One was lying on the bed and the other was standing. Their eyes met, it was quiet and strange.
Lu Zhishan knelt in front of Lu Mingwei's bed and whispered: "Father, do you have something to tell me?"
Lu Mingwei pointed at his hand. Lu Zhishan was startled, then handed his hand over and spread it out in front of Lu Mingwei.
Lu Mingwei stretched out his fingers with great effort and slowly wrote three words in his palm -
Prince Gong.
Lu Zhishan's heart skipped a beat and he looked at Lu Mingwei: "Why did my father suddenly mention his second brother?"
Lu Mingwei wrote three words on his palm again—
Prince Embrace.
Finally, Lu Mingwei wrote one word -
you.
Lu Zhishan's eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice: "My son is stupid, please speak clearly."
Lu Mingwei did not write anything more, but looked at Lu Zhishan sarcastically with a playful and mocking expression. Before Lu Zhishan could speak again, he impatiently waved his hand to signal him to leave.
Lu Zhishan had no choice but to stand up, bow and exit the dormitory.
"Cousin, you must be starving, right?" Mu Nanzhi waited outside for a long time and became impatient. Then he saw Lu Zhishan coming out and rushed to greet him, "Lunch is ready, let's go together. Dining in the side hall?"
"Okay." Lu Zhishan looked at the child's bright smiling face and curled his lips.