Mu Nanzhi ignored him and went to the blue satin felt to help Lu Zhishan put on the shoes. He knelt down to put on the shoes for Lu Zhishan. Ji Xiang was jumped, and he went over to kneel down and said: "Please allow me to be my maid." Put on your shoes for Long Live Lord.”
"You are not needed," Mu Nanzhi ignored Jixiang and urged Lu Zhishan: "Cousin, sit down and I will put on your shoes."
Lu Zhishan did not refuse. He sat on the soft couch and lowered his head to see Mu Nanzhi holding his feet and stuffing them into the boots. His heart almost melted. He then reached out and put his hands on the child's feet. He rubbed the back of his head gently, making Mu Nanzhi feel itchy. Without raising his head, he reached out and patted the man's hand. While squeezing the upper of the shoe carefully, he raised his head and asked the man : "Cousin, are the shoes suitable?"
Lu Zhishan said softly: "It's appropriate."
"That's it. It's just clothes. I'm afraid the shoes won't fit my feet." Mu Nanzhi nodded.
After putting on his shoes, Mu Nanzhi led the man to try on the big furry mink-tailed satin-plated Canglong godson's beaded crown. As soon as he held it in his hand, he frowned, but he didn't say anything. The man lowered his head, so she stood on tiptoes and put it on for him.
"Jixiang, bring the mirror over here." Mu Nanzhi said.
"Yes." Ji Xiang was so busy that he brought the mirror over and stood four or five steps away from the two of them, which happened to illuminate most of their bodies.
Mu Nanzhi and the man stood side by side, their eyes met in the mirror, and they couldn't help but curl their lips and smile. The man reached out and held Mu Nanzhi's hand, while smiling lowly: "Well done. What are you laughing at?”
Mu Nanzhi smiled and rolled his eyes: "Laughing at my good luck..."
Everyone in the palace secretly thought that they were not lucky. When they married a crippled prince who had lost his favor, who would have thought that he would become an emperor within a few years.
"... Married to such a beautiful man." Mu Nanzhi smiled so hard that his eyes even more crooked, and the stars in his eyes were shining with joy.
Lu Zhishan couldn't help but lower his head and laugh for a while, and held the child's hand tighter: "Then I have better luck than you."
Mu Nanzhi grinned and said, "Then tell me why you are luckier than me?"
"I am married to Princess Xiangxiang," Lu Zhishan chuckled. "There are thousands of beautiful men in the world, but there is only one Princess Xiangxiang. This shows that my luck is tens of millions of times better than my daughter's."
Mu Nanzhi's heart was filled with sweetness, but she said, "You are becoming more glib now."
Lu Zhishan turned to look at her: "I'm not glib."
Mu Nanzhi was still looking at the mirror, looking at the man looking at her unblinkingly in the mirror, and looking at the love overflowing from his eyes. After a while, she whispered softly: "I know."
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The next day.
After breakfast, Lu Zhishan indeed took Mu Nanzhi out of the palace to Xihuai Villa. However, the two of them had different identities now, and naturally their scenes were also different. Even though Mu Nanzhi didn't like too many people following him, Du Heng still took him. More than a dozen guards escorted him all the way.
On the carriage, Mu Nanzhi lifted the curtain and looked outside. Du Heng was riding to the carriage. When he saw her lifting the curtain, he came over and asked, "Do you have any instructions?"
Mu Nanzhi ignored him, rolled his eyes, and then lowered the curtains.
Du Heng: "..."
"I really hate Du Heng now," Mu Nanzhi couldn't help complaining to Lu Zhishan in the carriage, "Let's just leave the palace quietly. It's really annoying that he has to bring so many people with him."