"Brother Zhao, is it okay to take her back to Dali?"

...

Zhao Jingting didn't squeak, but just drank his tea, and Mu Nanshan didn't continue to ask. He turned his face and stared at the pure and holy snowy mountain outside the window.

At this time, he missed his mother in particular.

To tell the truth, he didn't like Lu Minglan, more precisely, he was not close to Lu Minglan. This kind of intimacy was born. Mu Nanshan didn't know if the mother and son of other people were the same. , Respect is far greater than closeness and harmony.

The origin of Lu Minglan is very embarrassing in the Royal Family of Beidi. She is Princess Dali, naturally a noble and noble, but she is also only a princess, and her mother-in-law's birth is just a humble tea palace woman. Not to mention his origin in Beidi, even in Dali, he can only marry a medium family at most, not to mention being married to a foreign country thousands of miles away, a humble waitress, who was doomed to her rugged life hardships.

And Mu Nanshan is undoubtedly all her hopes. Since she remembered, Mu Nanshan knows how difficult his mother-in-law is. His mother-in-law bears the burden entirely for him. His mother-in-law is deeply for him. His mother-in-law killed him with a knife. For him, his mother willingly lay under an old man, or for him ...

He has always been a filial child. There is no one who doesn't feel bad about his mother, and he doesn't feel guilty for a day. It seems that the tragedy of his mother's life was created by his own hands, even his elder sister, a young boy. Going to a foreign country to be a proton, and living on the edge of the knife every day, all this sadness is because of him.

He felt that he was the most shameful existence in the world, and that he could live on the sacrifice of his mother and sister.

But is it all because of him?

...

"Of course, this is not because of you, Little Prince." Song Tong enlightened him more than once. "The hardship of Princess Duan Huishuo is her own choice. She is not willing to be a petless and mediocre woman. She is not willing either. Her son was mediocre, so she chose her own life today. As for the princess and the little prince, I think that the most wise thing that Princess Heshuo has done in her life is to send the princess to Dali, do you mean? "

He didn't speak.

He knew that Mu Nanzhi did well in Dali, but he did not feel relaxed because Mu Nanzhi's happiness was a fluke. If there was no Luzhi Mountain, if Lu Zhishan was not defeated in the southern Xinjiang then, If Lu Zhishan was unwilling to marry Mu Nanzhi that year ...

He didn't dare to imagine.

"Mr. Song, do you know?" Mu Nanshan said softly. "I have felt the most shameful existence since I was a child. I eat and dress in exchange for my mother's and elder sisters. Or with tears, over the years, the wild species that I gave birth to from the cheapest fox has gradually become a thousand noble little princes, step by step is the humiliation of my mother and the terror of my elder sister ... "

He didn't keep talking, so naturally Song Tong wouldn't know that every time Lu Minglan returned from the sweaty tent, he had to take a bath for more than a few hours, and he could not wait to rub off his own skin.

Song Tong didn't even know how timid Mu Nanzhi was, but it was such a timid person who always guarded him.

Everyone says that children do not remember, but Mu Nanshan remembers clearly. When he was a kid, the elder sister would keep him behind and said to him over and over again: "Shan is not afraid. Sister is ... "

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