"The Queen Mother also means the same thing. The Queen Mother has given orders that no one around the prince should worry. He can only stay in the palace to recuperate."
"Thank you, Queen Mother, for your kindness." Lu Zhishan kowtowed heavily.
Amid Duan's constant coughing, the eunuch waved the dust and left the palace. The two guards were so busy helping Lu Zhishan up. He had been kneeling on the ground for a long time, and his knees hurt so much that he gritted his teeth and walked to Duan. In front of me: "Why are you coughing so badly? Have you asked the imperial doctor to see you?"
An abnormal flush appeared on Duan's pale face. She licked her lips and gave a dry smile. Fine lines appeared in the corners of her eyes: "My lord, don't worry about me. It's an old habit. There's no need to alarm me." Hospital."
Lu Zhishan glanced at Mrs. Duan again, and then said: "Now, even though I no longer have the respect in front of the emperor, you don't have to be patient for me. After all, you are still the princess of the county."
Duan's eyes turned red, and her voice became hoarse: "Thank you for your concern."
Lu Zhishan lay in his room for a whole day that day, and no one came to the door. He thought that the last time he returned to Beijing, the door of the palace was almost broken. From the queen's legitimate son to the servants of the housekeepers, they simply refused to give him anything. After leaving a moment to spare, Lu Zhishan couldn't help but curl his lips in self-mockery. It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, let alone being born in heaven.
But Lu Zhishan didn't expect that when he saw Mu Nanzhi that day, it was the second time he saw her. There was a full twelve years in between, a reincarnation, and he looked back suddenly, like a dream.
When Mu Nanzhi came, Lu Zhishan was having dinner in the dining room. He had slept all day, and the dinner was open to eat. Mu Nanzhi was led into the dining room by the butler Song Fu, and saw the man sitting with a rice bowl. At the table, the man is tall and tall, making the sandalwood round table in front of him look three times too small. The three dishes and one soup on the table are all simple styles, and the man eats with a small porcelain bowl instead of a small one that is twice as big. A soup bowl, a pair of rough hands holding the bowl and holding chopsticks. He eats a lot and uses few vegetables. He is very unruly and unrestrained, not even remotely similar to the elegant prince Mu Nanzhi is used to seeing.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty is here." Song Fu stepped forward and said to Lu Zhishan.
"Which county prince?" Lu Zhishan turned around and waited until he could see the girl's features standing at the door of the dining room. Lu Zhishan couldn't help but be startled, and there were many smiles in his eyes. He immediately put down the bowl and stood up, not wanting to But he suddenly sat back in the chair, frowned and rubbed his knees.
"To inform the prince, my daughter is the daughter of Princess Duanhui and Heshuo. Mu Nanzhi has met Prince Ning." Mu Nanzhi was startled by the hill-like figure of Lu Zhishan and took a step back. Seeing Lu Zhishan sit back in his chair, he was so busy that he stepped forward to bless his body and salute Lu Zhishan.
"You're so old," Lu Zhi looked up and down the mountain at Mu Nanzhi, looking at her exquisite clothing, a pure pink satin palace dress, and a pair of Hetian white jade bracelets on her wrists that were even more beautiful, Lu Zhi said Shan knew that what he knew was true. This girl had indeed lived a good life in the capital over the years. However, the big cloak she was wearing did not fit well. It was swept to the ground and only half of her face was exposed. Lu Zhishan looked at it. She was happy and said to the housekeeper, "Go and serve milk tea, crab cakes, and almond cheese to the Lord."
Song Fu looked a little embarrassed, but he still retreated.
"Thank you, Lord," Mu Nanzhi pushed off the big cloak, revealing a face carved with pink and jade. He sat at the table and put the box in his hand on the table.