Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Mu Nanzhi lowered his head and picked up a stone and painted it randomly on the ground.

Lu Zhishan nodded to the young man and applauded: "Yes, it's a **** boy."

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When the villagers of Xiahe Village walked, it was already noon. Mu Nanzhi and Lu Zhishan were a little tired, especially Mu Nanzhi, who had been sitting on the ground for so long, and his legs were a little numb. Alas, Lu Zhishan looked at her like this, and now he did not avoid others, directly holding people in his arms, straight into the backyard.

Mu Nanzhi was sitting on the soft couch leaning on the soft pillow, watching auspiciously set lunch and backing down, and watching Lu Zhishan carrying a cup of cow's milk tea to her, she took it and took a shallow sip.

"Well, aren't you happy?" Lu Zhishan dropped his shoes and sat up, hugging Mu Nanzhi from behind. "What's wrong?"

"No unhappiness, just a bit lacking," Mu Nanzhi drilled into Lu Zhishan's arms, sniffing the faint scent of water on the man's body, and the original messy heart was also solidified at this time, she pulled and pulled The man played with his fingers and whispered, "Cousin, long live Master really knows Ruan Xinhuai is evil, but he still keeps one eye closed, why is this?"

Lu Zhishan was a little surprised. Mu Nanzhi usually didn't like to talk about it. Sometimes Du Heng came to report to her for political affairs. Mu Nanzhi was annoying and would avoid it directly. Somehow, Mu Nanzhi asked coldly. Here comes.

After a short pause, Lu Zhishan said in a deep voice: "As soon as Prince Fu had negotiated with the Siamese and the Tubos, he recommended Ruan Xinhuai to the Viva, and Ruan Xinhuai's ability and qualifications were not enough to serve the role of Yin of Beijing Yes, long lived Lord naturally knows it, but he still has to answer Prince Huai, that is, for the 800-something beauty, someone must do such a bad thing. "

"Oh," Mu Nanzhi murmured, snoring again into Lu Zhishan's arms, and then he felt sullen again for a long time. "Cousin, I have a headache."

Lu Zhishan untangled Mu Nanzhi's ponytail and let her black hair spread out. He gently walked along Mu Nanzhi's hair and pressed Mu Nanzhi's scalp gently with his fingers: "This is good Is it there? "

"Well, it's much more comfortable," Mu Nanzhi said with a pause, then paused, "Cousin, what if the young boy from the South Xinjiang really got on the battlefield? What a pity?" "

"Well, his parents died in the Siamese. He has the right to avenge his parents," Lu Zhishan said softly. "Every **** son, if his parents ca n’t get revenge, he will live a lifetime. What's the point? "

"I all know, but ... but what about his wife? What about his children?" Mu Nanzhi muffled. "He naturally has the right to avenge his parents, but does he not accompany his wife, Is it his duty to take care of his children? Cousin, this is really unfair to his wife and children. "

"So everyone has their own focus and their own pursuits. Therefore, they will make choices and choose the way they want to go, maybe selfish, or helpless, but they will always follow their hearts, There is always something to do, "Lu Zhishan said, gently stroking the child's hair," Well, we can't judge others' choices and lives. "

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