MTL - Princess too Young, Prince too Old-Chapter 3 Young Prince 3
Lu Zhishan slowly crouched down and looked at the pink and soft hand on his black shoe upper. He suddenly wanted to cry very much. The dazzling Dali Dynasty could not protect his princess, but he still In turn, such a weak woman is needed to carry the steady heavy burden of northern Xinjiang.
He felt ridiculous and desolate. He didn't dare to look up at his aunt and looked up at the child in front of him.
The child was not afraid of people, and the noise of a room did not make her frightened. She stroked Lu Zhishan's boots with both hands, and then grabbed the concentric knot around his waist. The strength was not small, deer. Zhishan later gave way, and she kept pulling. Lu Zhishan was afraid that she would fall, and he did not dare to move again until a servant came over to take the little princess. The little princess cried aloud and provoked The crowd looked at him this way, and Lu Minglan's eyes crossed his face, and he froze, then his eyes were red, then he lowered his head and took the little princess from the servant.
That night, he saw Lu Minglan, in Lu Minglan's dormitory.
Lu Zhishan looked at Lu Minglan's dormitory. This room was not large enough for the servants of his government. Now this small room is occupied by his aunt, as well as his sons and daughters. It seems very cramped. He froze for a while before finding a stool to sit on.
Lu Minglan took half a jar of tea from an elm box under the bed and made him a cup of tea with a large tea bowl. I wonder if it was smoked by the heat. Lu Minglan's eyes were wet, and she rubbed her hands with a little embarrassment. He reached in front of him: "It's only Chen tea. I brought it from Dali. Your Highness will drink it."
Lu Zhishan took the bowl of tea. The tea was meaty and pungent, but he drank half a bowl at a time. The tea leaves scratched his throat and he threw the tea bowl on the table.
The Dali gifting team who entered the palace yesterday with him obviously took twenty jars of Biluochun and dozens of silks, dozens of tea bowl porcelain, and a dozen sets of pearl gemstone jewelry. There were also many rouge gouache. During the day, Dahan and Mrs. Zuo used the top-quality blue and white porcelain tea bowls burned in Dali Guanyao to drink the pre-Ming Biluochun, but his aunt was reluctant to drink even the Chen tea four years ago. teacup.
Lu Zhishan was very sad, and felt that his heart had been rubbed into the grit. He gritted his teeth, fearing that he would lose himself in front of the aunt.
"Prince, can the dragon body be Daan? Is the queen mother all fine?" Lu Minglan asked cautiously, as soon as he opened his mouth, his dark eyes began to wet. "Although I am in Beidi, I have not missed it all day Dali, you do n’t forget to pay your respects to the south every morning. "
Lu Zhishan said dumbly for a long time: "You miss what they do, and you don't know that there is no shortage of people in the palace. Every day is precious and beautiful, and they are naturally not bad."
When Lu Minglan was stunned, I did not know what Lu Zhishan meant: "Dali is my hometown, I naturally miss it, and I grew up under the queen queen's knees. The queen queen and the emperor's brothers treat me like mountains ..."
"Eun is as heavy as a mountain?" Lu Zhishan sneered, looking at the greasy table, burning candlelight, and the mess of felt spread on the floor, his throat hurt badly.
Lu Minglan was silent for a long while: "The prince's identity is precious, and he shouldn't come to Beidi as a dangerous person. Fortunately, no one can recognize the prince's identity, otherwise I would not be dead ..."
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