The princess crown on her head was inlaid with huge pearls and various colored gemstones and beeswax. It was so gorgeous and complicated that she could not help but hunched over from the pressure.
She suddenly remembered that the same thing happened on the day of Zhiji ceremony. The pearls on her head made her breathless. She missed her mother and Shan'er very much that day, thinking that she would not be able to see them again for a long time. .
"The princess's tiara is so luxurious," Ji Xiang tidied her tiara happily, "it shows how much Mrs. Zuo of Dazhang loves the princess."
Do you care
Of course Lu Minglan loved her.
But this kind of love, just like this tiara, was luxurious and heavy, carrying the longing and alienation accumulated over the years, making her unable to breathe.
She suddenly thought of Lu Zhishan.
Lu Zhishan also loves her. Lu Zhishan's love is a crispy and soft eggplant box, a soft and warm pillow, a big bag of slingshot shadow puppets that she can't get enough of, and every word of it is tender care and compassion. .
She looked at the strange decorations and strange women in the bronze mirror, and she suddenly felt that Beidi was no longer her home.
Her home is in Dali, where there is Mount Luzhi.
Jixiang helped Mu Nanzhi out of the side hall, just as a group of swan geese flew high in the sky.
Jixiang said happily: "Princess, look, the geese are flying high. It's really a good sign."
Mu Nazhi said slowly: "At this time of year, they are going to fly to Dali."
"We don't care where they go. The princess needs to go to the main hall now. The ceremony is about to begin." Jixiang smiled and helped her into the main hall.
Jiasheng 20th August 29th
The night before returning to Dali, Lu Minglan came to Mu Nanzhi's dormitory.
"Nanny, you've grown so big," Lu Minglan sat next to her, looking at Mu Nanzhi's face, and sighing as he moved the crystal clear jade beads in his hand, "I just came back and I'm leaving now. , Mom really can’t bear to leave you.”
Mu Nanzhi held the bean green glazed ice-cracked tea bowl, took a sip, and then put down the tea bowl. She looked at Lu Minglan without blinking: "Mother, is it the Mrs. Zuo who you killed?"
Lu Minglan's hand paused, but her expression did not change. After a while, she nodded slowly: "Yes."
Mu Nanzhi also nodded and said softly, paused and asked: "What about her three sons and two daughters? Why haven't I seen them?"
"You don't need to know this!" Facing his daughter's understatement, Lu Minglan felt inexplicably angry.
Mu Nanzhi raised his eyelids: "What about Dahan? As a father, doesn't he need to know?"
A flash of cruelty flashed in Lu Minglan's eyes: "She deserves to die! They all deserve to die!"
Mu Nanzhi didn't say anything. She quietly looked at the delicate jade-like pea green glaze ice-cracked tea cup on the table. Even in Dali, only the royal family could use this kind of porcelain. She was also canonized as a county magistrate. Only after becoming a master, she was eligible to use it, but now she actually had a set in front of her. Not only the tea bowl, but also the vase and spittoon in the room were all made of pea green glaze with cracked ice.
She recalled the large porcelain bowls they used when she was a child. At that time, she and Shan'er never had enough to eat. They would share a bowl of rice between them, one bite at a time and one bite at a time. Her mother looked on with a smile, as loving as a Buddha mother. Now, Today, facing the jade beads on Lu Minglan's wrist, she suddenly felt that she had nothing to say.
After being speechless for a long time, Lu Minglan sighed: "Nanny, I know you probably can't accept it now, but one day, you will understand."
Mu Nanzhi suddenly smiled sarcastically: "Understand what? Do you understand how to scheming to win favor from other women? Do you understand how to use a man's kindness to you little by little? Do you understand how to lure people into your trap with a crooked heart? Or do you understand that you only have a vicious heart? Only when you are spicy can you be benevolent!”
"Snapped!"
Lu Minglan's slap hit Mu Nanzhi hard on the face, and the corners of Mu Nanzhi's mouth were immediately dyed a bright red.