When Linglong Princess Lu Zhichan came in, Lu Mingwei was sitting on the bed in a daze. She approached softly, knelt down on the bedside, and called softly: "Father, I am here to accompany you."
Lu Mingwei then turned his face and looked at Lu Zhichan's face that looked like a spring flower. He felt a little dazed. He slowly stretched out his waxy hand and gently touched Lu Zhichan's cheek.
I remember that Concubine Li once had such a face, with bright eyes and white teeth, so charming.
Li Fei was not of high origin, but he was willing to promote her simply because of her beautiful appearance.
He remembered that when Lu Zhichan was just born, all the concubines and concubines flattered her and said that the eldest princess resembled your majesty, but he could see clearly that this little baby clearly looked like her mother.
Lu Zhichan was his only daughter, how could he not love her? What's more, for an emperor, it is much easier and more practical to pamper a princess than a prince.
Therefore, he has always loved Lu Zhichan.
However, this kind of pampering seemed to harm her and Concubine Li.
…
A wrinkled hand caressed her face slowly, and Lu Zhichan was aroused with goosebumps all over her body, but she did not dare to move. Not only did she not dare , even the smile on his face remained as before.
This slightly cold hand crawled across her face like a snake, not sparing every corner, moving so slowly.
For the first time in his life, Lu Zhichan understood what it meant to live like a year.
Finally, Lu Mingwei's hand finally left her face. Lu Zhichan held her cheek, which was already sore and stiff, and said with a smile, "My father's complexion is better than yesterday."
Lu Mingwei's turbid eyes looked at her without blinking, until Lu Zhichan's heart dropped to his throat, and then he slowly said: "Prince Hui... have you kowtowed to your mother and concubine again? ?”
Lu Zhichan was startled, biting his lip and said: "To inform my father, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, my fifth brother went to Yuqing Palace once and kowtowed to his mother and concubine through the palace gate."
"What about you?" Lu Mingwei said solemnly, "You... did you go too?"
Lu Zhichan's face turned pale, and his voice trembled: "Father, Emperor Mingjian, my son...my son didn't go."
"You... are much smarter than you, Prince Hui..."
After saying these words, Lu Mingwei was a little slurred and drooled again. Lu Zhichan was so busy that he took a handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, but Lu Mingwei pushed her to the ground.
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The second day of April in the 28th year of Jiasheng
Qinghai General Mansion.
Xie Lun traveled day and night, and it took nearly ten days to walk from Guangxi to Qinghai. It was not that the mountains were high and the road was long, but that from Guangxi to Qinghai, the terrain was getting higher and the air was getting thinner. Even Xie Lun, who had been practicing martial arts since childhood, It felt strenuous, so I had to slow down. Fortunately, it was peaceful along the way and we didn't encounter any obstacles. We arrived in Qinghai in the afternoon.
Xie Lun held back all his energy and wanted to give Zhao Jingting a surprise, so he stayed outside the general's mansion for most of the day. When it got dark, he thought it was time for Zhao Jingting to fall asleep, and then he quietly entered the general's mansion.
He walked on tiptoe along the wall, and slipped from the front yard into the backyard. There was still light in the bedroom, and the man's figure was reflected on the window paper. Xie Lun could tell whose figure it belonged to just by looking at it.