Princess too Young, Prince too Old

Lu Zhishan said with a smile: "You have a clear plan for the king."

"Wang Ye has the patience for more than ten years to show that Wang Ye is a smart man, and a smart man, why should he be confused now?" Ruan Xinhuai hit the railroad while he was hot, and came over to grasp Lu Zhishan's cloaked chin.

Lu Zhishan looked at his greasy fat, his plump eyelids, and his glaring eyes. He couldn't help the nausea in his heart, and he stomped his feet, Kicking Ruan Xinhuai to the ground.

"Slam!"

Fatty and floor tiles collided with a greasy and dull noise, and then Ruan Xinhuai uttered a sigh of blood, and a blood spewed out. He looked at Lu Zhishan inconceivably, and his lips trembled, but Lu Zhishan's feet were already stepping on Over his face.

"You're wrong," Lu Zhishan stared coldly at the twisted fat face, "I've never been a smart person, not before, not even now, so such a mess, before I did what I do now. "

"King ... Yes, who do you think is humble and robbing people? Humble and humiliating ... who deserves to be humble?" Ruan Xinhuai has been used with respect and respect, and has been treated in such a way, and Lu Zhishan's strength is not his. The pouch and rice bag can bear it. He just feels that the whole body is hurting so much that it hurts. He took a sip, and then spit a blood spit. He continued to grit his teeth. Can't afford the anger of this king ... "

Lu Zhishan was too lazy to look at the fat face and lifted his feet. He was about to ask Du Heng to pull out Ruan Xinhuai, but he heard the others come in and report, saying that Prince Huai's carriage had arrived outside the gate of Yinzhao, Yinzhao.

Du Heng came over and said in a deep voice: "Prince, Prince Huai is coming very soon."

Lu Zhishan glanced at Ruan Xinhuai, who was clearly excited on the ground, and his eyes were both shimmering. He took out the parcel and wiped his hands, and sat on the teacher's chair.

When Prince Prince Hua Zhiyue hurriedly entered the lobby, before he could salute Lu Zhishan, he was already hugged by Ruan Xinhuai. Ruan Xinhuai cried out: "The prince wants to be the master of humble work! Prince Ning used lynching for humble work, Lord Wang, look at what kind of humility has been cast by Prince Ning ... "

Lu Zhiyue looked down and looked at Ruan Xinhuai's distorted and plump face covered with blood. It was a thrilling moment. He was so busy looking at Lu Zhishan that as soon as he touched Lu Zhishan's eyes, he couldn't help but Take a step back.

The man who kept him in the shadows since he was young, the man who was holding him out of breath everywhere, the man who couldn't keep up no matter how hard he tried, now sitting in front of him, watching him quietly, a word No hair.

He has never seen this face of Lu Zhishan, and his memory of Lu Zhishan is either the arrogant son of fresh clothes and angry horses, or the frustrated man who is down and down, but this time, he only knew that the man still had this. On the one hand, he was very calm, but his body was full of aggressive Ling Ran. This momentum was really overwhelming. He even felt more oppressive than facing his father.

"Brother Huang, you are so late, what did you come to Yinzhaomen in Jingzhao's house?" Lu Zhiyue took a few quiet breaths before suppressing the panic in her heart.

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