"Jing'an, you are being polite to me again," Mu Nanzhi looked at Princess Jing'an with a smile, curled his lips and said with a bad smile, "When you and Du Heng get married, I will go and make trouble for you. The bridal chamber!”
"Anle!" Princess Jing'an blushed and muttered, "You don't care about Du Heng's face, nor do you care about mine either?"
Mu Nazhi pretended to cough twice: "Ahem, today's fried rice cake tastes good..."
"I'll make it for you tomorrow!" Princess Jing'an said hurriedly.
Mu Nanzhi made a twist and said: "The miso soup is also good."
"Whenever you want to drink, I will make it for you!" Princess Jing'an quickly agreed.
"Hehehehe, Jing'an, you really can't wait to get married," Mu Nanzhi said with a mischievous smile, "Du Heng would definitely jump three feet high if he knew you were so eager to marry him."
"Anle! You are so bad!" Princess Jing'an blushed even more, "I will never ignore you again!"
"Hahaha!"
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Capital.
Right Prime Minister's Mansion.
Fang Zeduan never expected that Duan Zeng would come at midnight.
"What did you say? The Zuo Prime Minister is here?" Fang Zeduan was so busy that he put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and said to the housekeeper, "Please come in, the Zuo Prime Minister."
"Yes." The butler was so busy that he bowed and left.
"Why is the Left Prime Minister here at this time?" Zheng Zuoyang also put down his bowls and chopsticks, and was so busy that he took a handkerchief to wipe Fang Zeduan's hands, and poured tea for Fang Zeduan to rinse his mouth. Then, Fang Zhenli personally cooked and prepared some snacks for the two of them. The two of them only used their chopsticks, but now they were so busy that they put down their chopsticks.
"It's probably because of Lord Long Live," Fang Zeduan rinsed his mouth, put the tea cup back on the small table, straightened his collar, and walked towards the main hall, "Lord Long Live is seriously ill, and I have been worried."
"Long live Lord is seriously ill, Prince Hui has left the capital, and Prince Huai is imprisoned. If Long live Lord Long controls the funeral at this time, wouldn't the general be able to justifiably ascend the throne and succeed to the throne? Why is dad still worried?" Zheng Zuoyang was very puzzled. He opened the curtain for Fang Zeduan.
"You have been paying less attention to big things lately," Fang Zeduan glanced at Zheng Zuoyang and said seriously. Ever since Zheng Zuoyang became his son-in-law, he has become more and more strict with Zheng Zuoyang. They used to be a couple. The year-old friend who had been speculating on the relationship now seemed to be a serious father-in-law taking care of his son. Fang Zeduan looked at Zheng Zuoyang's embarrassed look, but he was not moved at all. When he spoke again, his tone was a little more stern, "Don't worry about it all day long. They are all placed in the back house. What does it sound like for a dignified man of seven feet to stay in the back house all day long? "
"Yes, dad taught you that." Zheng Zuoyang was convinced by the training.
Ever since he got married to Mr. Fang, he has really become a lot more lazy. In the past ten years, he had been planning for Lu Zhishan all the time, and he had never had a peaceful life, so he naturally covets the relationship with Mr. Fang and Xiao Shixiu. On a good day, with a wife and a baby on the hot bed, is there anything more comfortable than this
Therefore, he never leaves the house. He follows Fang while cooking, sits and watches Fang embroidery, and clings to Fang even when she is combing her hair. Fang is extremely annoyed by him. , coaxing him to go out for a walk and stop clinging to people all the time. Then he turned around and went next door to find little Shixiu. The two of them were lying on the ground playing with push carts and riding horses. Little Shixiu screamed excitedly, and he Can scream louder than Xiao Shixiu.