Princess too Young, Prince too Old

The sensation of fire burning all the way down, stopped on the lower abdomen of Luzhishan.

There was a long scar on Lu Zhishan's lower abdomen. Lu Zhishan remembered that it was a stab wound, from the chest to the navel, which he left on the battlefield in the southern Xinjiang at that time. At that time, blood flowed into the river, and the military doctors were all The cold sweat was so scared, the hands that stopped him were shaking.

Later, the medic told him that if the stab wound was one inch deeper, he was afraid that he would have to open his stomach. His life could not be saved. Zhao Jingting was so frightened that his face was relaxed, but his heart was relaxed. But also terribly scared.

Lu Zhishan suppressed the injury and did not reach Jingshi, but he also recuperated in the rear for two months before returning to the front line.

At this moment, Mu Nanzhi's fingers stopped on the scar. She carefully observed the brown scar, and her eyes were full of pity: "Cousin, you must have died at that time? Must be bleeding a lot? "

"It's all over," Lu Zhishan's voice was a little mute, and the finger on the scar made him uncomfortable. "Well, my cousin doesn't hurt at all."

"But my cousin hurts when I just look at it." Mu Nanzhi flattened his mouth and gently stroked the scar.

Lu Zhishan was so intolerable that he held Mu Nanzhi's hand in a chucked hand: "Oh! Don't let Hu come!"

Mu Nanzhi froze, and it was immediately clear. She looked up and stared at the man with a wink: "Cousin just said that it was the twelfth turn tonight? Why? Cousin this is Pay attention? "

Where did Lu Zhishan endure the charming appearance of Mu Nanzhi, he almost ugly on the spot. He took a deep breath and then calmed down his mind. He squinted and looked at Mu Nanzhi dangerously: "It seems Your courage is getting bigger. "

"Not too big, but just to listen to my cousin," Mu Nanzhi laughed with trembling flowers, but her eyes were a little panicked, and she paused. She gently clicked on the scar with her finger, smiling. "Cousin, wouldn't you counsel it?"

"I counsel?" The man stared at the dead bride with a calm face, then turned her upside down, put Mu Nanzhi on the rocking chair, and looked down at Mu Nanzhi with his chair handle, "Cousin now let me see if his cousin is counseling."

Mu Nanzhi did not dare to look at the man's eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and whispered, "Cousin you ... what are you going to do? Don't you ... don't come here! This is still outside."

Lu Zhishan didn't say anything, just looked at Mu Nanzhi's crimson cheek without blinking, but his big hand was put on the bud of Mu Nanzhi's collar ...

"Well, the pattern on this bellyband looks really good."

"Why ... what pattern?"

"Fish play and Tilian, you see how good the embroidery man is, and his mood is also very good."

"... is it better than me?"

"That cousin needs to take a good look."

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Jingren Palace.

The Queen Xu ’s Mid-Autumn Festival is not good today. The prince is still being confined to the East Palace. Even her aunt and the current queen mother are not very willing to take care of her. The Viva is not half a step into Jingren Palace for six months. Therefore, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Jingren Palace was so cold and indifferent that even Wan Guifei and Li Fei did not come to say hello, but they sent the palace people to do a walk.

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