Chapter 835: Emperor Tomb Night

"Cousin, what are you going to do ... how to deal with the children of King Baojun and his wife?" Mu Nanzhi whispered.
Lu Zhihe is indeed extremely guilty, let alone Lu Zhishan, even Mu Nanzhi hates that he can die immediately. Mu Nanzhi is not all jealous, but just thinking that the injury on Lu Zhishan's knee is worship. Given by Lu Zhihe, she hated her teeth, but the child under Lu Zhihe's knees was innocent.
"I'll let someone send them to the gentleman, and let them study with him," Lu Zhishan said, softly whispering as he stretched his hand to Shun Mu Nanzhi's forehead, "You rest assured."
Lu Zhishan knew what Mu Nanzhi was worried about, and Mu Nanzhi knew what Lu Zhishan was reassuring himself.
At the moment, Mu Nanzhi breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled with his lips pursed: "But I heard that you are a close disciple of Zhang Daru. Since you, Zhang Daru has never received a disciple again. Why? Zhang Daru Is this turning around again? "
"Without Mr., is there still Qinghe? He wants to follow Mr. Xianfeng's crane bones, but I still don't agree with it," Lu Zhishan also laughed. . "
"Yes, there are Mr. and Qinghe, this is their blessing," Mu Nanzhi said, paused, and then asked, "Where is King Baojun? Cousin can think of what to do?"
"Thinking about it," Lu Zhishan nodded, looking at Mu Nanzhi with a curious look and a little fearful look. He smiled very softly, "but I don't intend to tell you."
Mu Nanzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, I don't want to know anyway."
"Let's go for a walk in the forest after dinner?" Luzhishan said, "I've been bored in the palace for a long time. I wanted to go to the forest for a long time."
"Okay," Mu Nanzhi nodded his chickens like a peck of rice. "I have to take the hounds, I haven't played with them for a long time."
Lu Zhishan's lips twitched: "... OK."
It was so easy to steal the floating half-day leisure, naturally I want to hold hands with my daughter-in-law and hold high, who wants to hold the dog? !!
Four more!
Noisy him!
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The night was deep.
Imperial Tombs Palace.
From time to time, hysterical howls of women came from the backyard, but the needle was heard in the front yard, and the woman's crying became even louder.
Lu Zhihe was sitting on the teacher's chair with a pale face, his forehead was covered with fine sweat beads, and a moon-white embroidered gold silk moire satin robe had been soaked with sweat. His slender fingers were holding the chair handle firmly, but Still unable to stop shaking.
Du Heng sat across from the other side, holding tea slowly.
"King Bok Jun, the sparrows on your house are really better than those in the palace," Du Heng took a sip of tea, glanced at Luzhi River, and said slowly, "You can see King Bok Jun's life. It was pretty good. "
Sweat slid down from his forehead, and flowed through his eyebrows to his eyelids, almost falling into his eyes. Lu Zhihe was so busy that he reached out and wiped his face, and then he opened his mouth and said, "All ... All battle The Emperor is darling. "
"Long live indeed, you," Du Heng said indifferently, while placing the tea cup on the table, and met Lu Zhihe's eyes, "otherwise, how can you live to this day?"
Lu Zhihe's lips narrowed even more, and his eyes dodged, "Father Emperor's kindness, forgive me ... for the crime of corruption, keep me alive ... to keep the emperor's tomb, I ... I'm grateful to Dade."
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