Chapter 699: frank

While the two were discussing the relationship between wicker and pig and dog, Du Heng entered the backyard from the front yard.
"General ..." As soon as Fu entered the side hall, Du Heng suddenly opened his mouth.
Lu Zhishan's (heart) face (dead) town (such as) fixed (grey) took the green willow branches on his head and put it on the window sill, looking at Du Heng calmly: "From the Imperial Tomb came back?"
Tomb sweeping in the Ming dynasty, the natural royal family also has this tradition. Every year, the ceremony department Zhang Luo, Lu Zhishan let Du Heng follow.
"Yes, his subordinates came to speak to the general." Du Heng bowed.
"Can you see Lu Zhihe?" Lu Zhishan sipped his tea and asked lightly.
Listening to Lu Zhishan's tone, Mu Nanzhi was a little puzzled under his heart. He turned around and saw the man's face was indifferent. Mu Nanzhi was even more strange. Although Lu Zhihe was degraded to a common people, he is now guarding the tomb. , But in the final analysis is still the brother of Lu Zhishan, Lu Zhishan's attitude is really strange.
"Yes, the subordinates have seen Luzhihe," Du Heng said. "The life of Luzhihe is nourishing. Although it is a common people now, but the long lived man is commanded, his food and clothing is still The prince's specifications, and his subordinates looked at him as if he was more mellow than before. It can be seen that he was far away from the chapel and became more fat and fat. Hearing that Mrs. Deer was pregnant again, it is almost five months now. "
"Long live is really a loving father," Lu Zhishan said with a twitchy lip, and said to Du Heng, "OK, you go down."
"Yes, his staff resigned." Du Heng bowed back.
"How do I think you are very dissatisfied with Lu Zhihe?" Mu Nanzhi asked Lu Zhishan as he took off the willow branches on his head. "But is there anything wrong with him?"
"He's right, I don't care," Lu Zhishan said in a deep voice. "If he's sorry for South Xinjiang, I'm sorry for Dali, I must not spare him."
Mu Nanzhi was shocked: "He ... has he done anything to Nanjiang?"
"The defeat in Hue that year was written by him and Wan Guifei," Lu Zhishan took a deep breath, looking at Mu Nanzhi's eyes widening with shock, and he kissed Mu Nanzhi's forehead distressed, "Well, in fact, I don't want to let you know about these tainted things, but I have promised you, if you go to southern Xinjiang, you will definitely take you, so there are some things I can't hide from you forever."
Mu Nanzhi was holding the man's face. The man was already thirty-eight years old. No matter how well he looked, there were fine lines on the corners of her eyes. She gently touched the men's lines, as if to smooth them, and finally she kissed. On the eyes of men.
"Cousin, there is no one who has no scruples and no concealment," she said softly, "just as I have concealed from you, but since my cousin has confessed to me today, I have to say . "
Lu Zhishan was a little surprised: "What did you hide?"
"Actually ..." Mu Nanzhi knelt down on the soft couch, hugged the man's neck, put it to the man's ear, and smiled, "I like the eleventh style, and the twelfth style is also good."
The next second, the man hugged Mu Nanzhi's slender waist, his eyes narrowed into a line with a smile: "Is that true?"
"Really, don't lie to you." The child hugged the man's head, ashamed to keep the man from looking at himself.
The man's face was stuffed in the child's arms, and the laughter was stuffy: "Well, what about eleven and twelve tonight?"
"... then you have to answer my question first." The child let go of the man and looked at the man with his eyes.
[All characters in this article are adults.]
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