Let Me Pursue You

In Zichen Hall, Zhang Pushe is facing the saint.

Emperor Huining saw that Wuchao specially invited him to see him, and asked, "Why, Zhang Pushe also heard about last night's movements early in the morning?"

Zhang Zhixian smiled and cupped his hands: "This incident is so violent, those who should be alarmed and those who should not be alarmed, I am afraid that everyone will be alarmed."

Emperor Hui Ning let out a low laugh, hearing his overtones, and said: "Zhang Qing has something to say, but it's okay to say it."

He nodded and said, "Your Majesty, no matter who has the skill to **** Lu Shilang's wife and children from the Lu Mansion, do you think that His Highness Six is ​​too fond of the Lord Lancang? Lu Shilang is Fighting for his wife and children, what is His Royal Highness doing for?"

Emperor Huining didn't speak for a moment. He got the news from last night as soon as he opened his eyes this morning, and immediately sent people out of the city to investigate, and sent a group of imperial doctors to Lu's residence and another group to the prince's residence.

The imperial physician reported Zheng Zhuo's injury to him, saying that his right hand was fractured, and he could no longer hold a knife and pen for a long time. It is hard to say whether he can recover in the future.

He said silently: "I know what you want to say. You want to say that Liulang's purpose of saving Cixian is not pure. It is likely to please the Yuan family and get Yuan Yizhi's support. But I tell you, Liulang's right hand is very Might be obsolete."

Zhang Zhixian was startled.

"If his purpose is really not pure, he should know how to measure. A warrior loses his right hand, but he still has his left hand, but if a prince loses his right hand, do you think he can still convince the public?"

Zhang Zhixian choked immediately, as if he couldn't accept that Zheng Zhuo was really out of some kind of personal affection, and said: "But His Highness Six's whereabouts are indeed suspicious, why are you outside the city in the middle of the night?"

Emperor Huining gradually became a little impatient: "I asked, Xue Cairen has been in poor health recently, and he suffered from migraines. Liu Lang asked for a folk remedy, and he almost blinded a rare herb. He took people to the snow-capped mountains outside the city for the past two days and nights. Look for it. Last night on the way home, I heard news from the Lu family, so I rushed back nearby."

After all, he is a prince in charge, so it's perfectly normal for his subordinates to set up spies and pay attention to the movements in all directions in the capital. All this alone proves nothing.

Seeing Emperor Huining's attitude, Zhang Zhixian didn't want to insist on Zheng Zhuo's back, and changed his personal target: "Maybe the matter of His Highness Sixth Highness is because of my intentions. But I feel that Lu Shilang's running around for his wife and children is justifiable." , but this act of running thousands of miles back is somewhat inconsistent with his usual style. Is it possible for Lu Shilang to be with the Yuan family..."

"Zhang Pushe!" Emperor Huining interrupted him, "If you come here, you have to live with your head!"

In the Zichen Palace, when Emperor Hui Ning was angry, Yuan Yu was also losing his temper. Looking at the two people who were embracing and hugging each other, they gritted their teeth and flung their sleeves and left with a dark face. When they came to the door, they met Picking Zhi and Shi Cui came over with a child in their arms.

He glanced at the little man in Shicui's arms, gave her a wink, and motioned her to go, then moved out the door shaking his wide sleeves.

At first, Lu Shiqing forbeared because he knew Yuan Yu was behind him, but now he was hugging Yuan Cixian, wanting to have a warm conversation with her, when he heard footsteps behind him, looking back, he had no choice but to signal to the two of them. A servant girl put the children on the bed and told them to leave.

Seeing this, Yuan Cixian touched his face: "I'll hug you later, give me a hug for the baby first. I only saw my sister last night, but I haven't had time to see my brother."

Lu Shiqing sighed, seeing that she had let go of herself, and turned around to pick up the male doll beside her.

Yuan Cixian's movements were extra careful, but unexpectedly the child started to cry as soon as he was in her arms, and she couldn't coax him no matter how hard he bumped it.

She raised her head in doubt, and asked Lu Shiqing: "Is he hungry? Did someone feed him when I fell asleep?"

Lu Shiqing nodded: "I called a nanny temporarily, I'll ask someone to take him out and feed him." As he said that, he was about to pick up the child.

Yuan Cixian hid her hand and refused to pick it up for him: "I'm already awake, of course I'll feed it myself, what should I do and I'll leave it to the nanny?"

He was silent for a while, seeing that she was about to lift the hem of her clothes, he held her down, and said solemnly: "Will you kiss me or not?"

What's wrong with him. She looked at him incredulously: "This is my son."

"Neither can my son."

Yuan Cixian pointed her swollen chest at him: "Is it just you?"

This question was originally a rhetorical question, but Lu Shiqing nodded: "I can do it."

"Why are you such a father..."

Lu Shiqing raised his eyebrows: "You first met me?"

Lu Shiqing is indeed the kind of person who can even eat the jealousy of male snakes, and is also very good at pouring out his own vinegar, but Yuan Cixian thinks that he will not be so unreasonable in children's affairs, and seeing that he is uncharacteristically domineering, he feels suspicious Weisheng hesitated and said, "Is it possible that I have some kind of disease, the milk is not good for the baby..."

She cursed herself with those words.

Lu Shiqing's complexion darkened, and he was about to speak, but saw her drooping face, her expression was gloomy, and she softened again and said, "It's the doctor who said that you are weak and weak, and you don't have enough milk to feed two of you. Take care of your sister first, Give my brother to the wet nurse, and we can talk about it when we are better."

Yuan Cixian twitched her lips with an "oh", he said it was a big deal, but he beat around the bush, making her almost think that she had some incurable disease.

The child kept crying, so Lu Shiqing turned around and called Shi Cui in, and told her to carry it to the nurse.

Yuan Cixian glanced at her son reluctantly, and told Shi Cui to send him back after the wet nurse finished feeding him, and then went to hug her daughter again after the door was closed.

The daughter is more obedient. When she was picked up, she seemed to know that she was her mother, and she leaned into her arms, lying comfortably in her arms and rubbing the fragrance.

Yuan Cixian lowered her head, stared intently at her small eyebrows, and said, "It looks like you."

The two dolls were just born, and it was actually difficult to distinguish whose facial features they looked like, and Yuan Cixian only had a vague feeling.

Hearing this, Lu Shiqing carefully touched the tip of her daughter's nose, and seeing her wrinkle her nose uncomfortably, the normally calm person laughed out rarely, and said to Yuan Cixian, "The wrinkled nose looks like you."

Seeing that he had different attitudes towards his son and daughter, Yuan Cixian deliberately satirized him: "You don't remember whether your man and woman are kissing or not?"

Lu Shiqing seemed to really not remember, so he reached out to beg for his daughter: "Give me a hug."

"Is your arm okay?"

He shook his head: "I deliberately adjusted my posture when I picked it up last night to avoid some momentum, it's okay."

Only then did Yuan Cixian dare to hand over the child to him. Seeing that her daughter was the same in his arms, sleeping comfortably against his chest, she couldn't help but frowned and thought: "If you're so good, will you give her to others in the future?" Cheated?"

Lu Shiqing looked up at her: "Who dares to lie to me?"

Yuan Cixian felt that Lu Shiqing's appearance of protecting the calf was interesting, and suddenly wanted to be protected, so he stretched his arms towards him and said, "I want to hug too."

Lu Shiqing glanced at her with a smile, moved the child in his arms, and freed up a hand: "Come here."

Yuan Cixian got into his arms numbly, leaning on him while teasing the child in his arms, and suddenly felt that something was missing, and suddenly raised her head and said: "Oh, I almost forgot, I haven't Give them names!"

Lu Shiqing just thought of this, and asked, "You take me?"

She thought for a while, then pursed her lips and said, "It's better for you to come, you have read a lot."

He smiled: "My daughter's name is Yuan Shu."

Yuan Cixian raised her eyes in surprise: "My surname? This is not good!"

Lu Shiqing choked, and said with a dark face, "Lu Yuanshu."

"Oh." She smiled shyly and embarrassedly, and immediately said, "Okay, Yuan is one, Shu is beauty, and our daughter will be the most beautiful in the world from now on."

"..." A name that was originally quite artistic, but in her mouth, how could it be so clichéd.

Lu Shiqing looked like "you are happy", and then heard her ask: "The younger sister is called Lu Yuanshu, what about the elder brother?" After asking, she thought to herself, "Elder brother can't be inferior, just choose a beautiful one, right? Lu Yuanmei, Lu Yuanliang, Lu Yuanjun? You choose one."

"..."

Seeing his "I choose to die" expression on his face, Yuan Cixian sighed: "Okay, it's up to you."

Lu Shiqing stroked her hair to show her appreciation and affirmation of her self-knowledge, then spread her palm and wrote a word.

Yuan Cixian recognized it: "Zhen? Lu Yuanzhen?"

He nodded.

She thought for a while, then nodded like pounding garlic: "That's a good word." After she finished speaking, she thumped his chest, "As expected of Tanhualang."

She beat very lightly this time, but Lu Shiqing couldn't help coughing.

Yuan Cixian suppressed her smile at once, heard something was wrong with the cough, got up from his arms and said, "Did you hurt your lungs?"

Probably knowing that she heard it, Lu Shiqing didn't deny it, just said: "It doesn't matter, just rest and recuperate."

He spoke calmly, but Yuan Cixian was very uneasy.

Lu Shiqing's lung was injured by the knife last year. Now on the road from Uyghur to Chang'an, in order to drive her to give birth, she drove non-stop for thousands of miles, plus the internal injury from the bruise last night, I am afraid that the old injury has recurred.

Yuan Cixian was worried that his body would be damaged if he went into the rain and snow this time, but now that he thought about it, he was really afraid of something.

It's no wonder that he didn't stay up in the morning and passed out, and told Yuan Yu to lie to her.

She thought of that bad dream, of the mourning procession and the low cries of the female relatives in the dream, and of her depression of not being able to jump out of the stone to take a look at him, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

But Yuan Cixian didn't want to be too pessimistic, so she raised her head and said fiercely: "You are not allowed to go to court for a few days, and confinement with me!"