Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Lu Mingwei was speechless. He was breathing hard, his gray lips were pursing, and it was obvious that he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say any more.

"You want to ask me, what is the situation of Lu Zhihe?" Lu Zhishan tickled his lips in a good mood and slowly said, "Okay, let me tell you, he is still alive, but sooner or later he will die in the Lancang River. With the most tragic method of death, the Father Emperor did not intend to explain to me even when he died. I want to discuss with your son. Are you right? "

Lu Mingwei's pupils tightened tightly, eyes stared.

"I also killed Prince Gong. The Taoist monk named Qingxu was mine. The bowl of Dangshen Huangqi stewed chicken soup sent to Jingren Palace was also my intention. Both Prince Huai and Princess Linglong were banned by me now. I ca n’t escape the palm of my hand in this life. I want to kill them whenever I want, and I will let them go. It ’s up to me to chep Ling Chi. As for King Hui County, the father ’s most distressed, do n’t want to return in his life. Jingshi, even if it ’s your father ’s funeral, ”Lu Zhishan looked at Lu Mingwei ’s expression, and was very satisfied, and smiled even more.“ Yes, both the son of Lu Zhihe and the son of Lu Zhiyue In my hands, Father Emperor, guess what would I do with them? Would they die early for no reason? Hey, it ’s a pity that so smart and cute little ghosts, Father Emperor, do you mean it? ? "

"By the way, the son-in-law still has to give his father Emperor Dao Xi, and Lu Zhihe has added another emperor grandson to his father. He is still waiting for the long lived grandfather to give his name. In the end, it is the royal bones and blood. You have to be famous, you don't have to be an unknown ghost, Father Emperor, right? "

"Who gave you the courage ?! Who?" Lu Ming growled loudly, and all blood was sprayed on Lu Zhishan's face, "I will kill you! Kill you!"

"Father Emperor, cherish your chance to be the emperor," Lu Zhishan slowly got up, and slowly took the parchment to wipe his face, and at the same time calmly said, "I'm afraid it's not much time."

Lu Mingwei fell straight on the bed, his eyes widened, and blood flowing from his nose and nose.

Lu Zhishan finally glanced and turned around, his eyes red, and he looked at the big word "Weiren" on the plaque of the door frame, and he couldn't breathe.

"Father Emperor, have you really loved me?" Half a moment, he asked softly, tears bursting out of his eyes.

no answer.

There is no answer.

As soon as Lu Zhishan came out of Dian Dianfu, he saw Du Heng hurriedly, waiting for Du Heng to salute, Lu Zhishan made a look at Du Heng and let Du Heng follow him out of the main hall.

"Master Wang, long live the Lord ..." Du Heng asked carefully.

"Just crashed." Lu Zhishan nodded, faintly.

"Is this a bad time if the funeral is going abroad?" Du Heng frowned, looking at Lu Zhishan. "If the funeral comes to southern Xinjiang, it's not good for the war."

"So I'm going to let you go to the southwest," Lu Zhishan said in a deep voice, and patted Du Heng's shoulder. "This errand, I can only rest assured if you do it yourself."

"Yes, my subordinates obey!" Du Heng was so busy that he took his lead.

When Mu Nanzhi and the Jing'an County Lord hurriedly entered the palace, cries were heard in the Taihe Hall. Mu Nanzhi's heart sank and he was so busy that the bearer stopped the sedan chair. She got out of the sedan chair and held it with her hand. With a thick skirt, he hurried toward the Taihe Temple.

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