Proofread by Claire.KK
Lu Zhishan broke into laughter as he heard her words, “How can that be regarded as painting?”
Mu Nanzhi pouted discontentedly, responding, “Do you want to say that it’s just a scrawling?”
Lu Zhishan shook his head, his lips curved into a smile, “I’m afraid that scrawling will be better than it.”
Mu Nanzhi didn’t got mad; instead, she just grinned and replied, “It’s okay as long as you can understand it. I came to Dali at the age of five. It seemed that I’m raised by empress dowager. But actually, I just grew up with an old maid. She was so old and could only serve me with my daily need of my life. How could she take anything else into account? It was until I was ten years old that empress dowager realized that she should invite a female teacher for me. So I was lucky that I could learn how to write words. Painting is just not a part of my life.”
Lu Zhishan nodded and said, “Yes, the most important thing is that I can understand it.”
“Green Ants a newly brew, red clay miniature stove. With dusk, the snow impending, care to have a cup, or no?” Mu Nanzhi lolled back in her comfortable soft couch, enjoying the snow outside the window. Then she said to Lu Zhishan, “Cousin, all we need is a jar of wine now.”
Lu Zhishan leaned against the soft couch too. Every time he stayed with Mu Nanzhi, he would got as lazy as her. “So, do you want to have a cup of wine?” questioned Lu Zhishan.
“Not at all. Its’ bitter and tart. It’s far from tasty. I’m always wondering why you adults love it so much.”
Lu Zhishan just smiled slightly and gave no reply. He remembered that he also asked the same question to Lu Mingwei when he first tried drinking wine. But he couldn’t remember his answer clearly. As he got into troops, he just fell in love with drinking and was able to drink more and more wine.
As for the reason why he loved drinking so much, he had never thought about it. But now he suddenly found that it was not wine but the atmosphere truly attracted him. He really missed the time when he could share a jar of wine with his people, talking and laughing with them. He cherished the atmosphere and the ties among them so much.
“Cousin, Does Marchioness Deng really want to kill me to make the drug for her son?” asked Mu Nanzhi suddenly, breaking the silence.
Lu Zhishan knew nothing about how could she recall this so suddenly. He paused for a while and then said, “It’s all over. Don’t worry about these things any more.”
“Then it was true.” Mu Nanzhi’s eyes got instantly blank, throwing half of an almond shortbread back to the plate. Then she said, depressed, “I already know that the capital city is filled with traps, so I just try my best to be careful. But it never occurs to me that I nearly become the victim.”
Seeing the disappointed expression on her face, he tried to comfort her, “I’m always here, my girl. You don’t need to be so careful in the future.”
Mu Nanzhi promptly looked into Lu Zhishan’s eyes, questioning, “Cousin, it has been a long time since my sister-in-law’s death. Have...have you consider marrying another woman and having babies with her.”
Lu Zhishan got stunned, slowly rubbing the tea cup cover with his fingers and asking in turn, “Do you want me to get married again and have babies?” His voice was low and attractive.
“My wishes is of no importance. You will do that one day.” Mu Nanzhi lowered her head again, gazing at the almond shortbread left in the plate. And then she answered quietly, “I just hear that Korea’s royal family is intended to make a union with Dali and a princess will be married to Dali in spring next year.
Lu Zhishan raised his eyebrows and gave no words.
“I have also learned that emperor gave you a dish as gift on New Year’s Eve.” Mu Nanzhi’s voice got much lower.
Lu Zhishan got interested and asked, “So you just think that emperor want me to marry the princess of Korea, right?”
Proofread by Claire.KK
Lu Zhishan broke into laughter as he heard her words, “How can that be regarded as painting?”
Mu Nanzhi pouted discontentedly, responding, “Do you want to say that it’s just a scrawling?”
Lu Zhishan shook his head, his lips curved into a smile, “I’m afraid that scrawling will be better than it.”
Mu Nanzhi didn’t got mad; instead, she just grinned and replied, “It’s okay as long as you can understand it. I came to Dali at the age of five. It seemed that I’m raised by empress dowager. But actually, I just grew up with an old maid. She was so old and could only serve me with my daily need of my life. How could she take anything else into account? It was until I was ten years old that empress dowager realized that she should invite a female teacher for me. So I was lucky that I could learn how to write words. Painting is just not a part of my life.”
Lu Zhishan nodded and said, “Yes, the most important thing is that I can understand it.”
“Green Ants a newly brew, red clay miniature stove. With dusk, the snow impending, care to have a cup, or no?” Mu Nanzhi lolled back in her comfortable soft couch, enjoying the snow outside the window. Then she said to Lu Zhishan, “Cousin, all we need is a jar of wine now.”
Lu Zhishan leaned against the soft couch too. Every time he stayed with Mu Nanzhi, he would got as lazy as her. “So, do you want to have a cup of wine?” questioned Lu Zhishan.
“Not at all. Its’ bitter and tart. It’s far from tasty. I’m always wondering why you adults love it so much.”
Lu Zhishan just smiled slightly and gave no reply. He remembered that he also asked the same question to Lu Mingwei when he first tried drinking wine. But he couldn’t remember his answer clearly. As he got into troops, he just fell in love with drinking and was able to drink more and more wine.
As for the reason why he loved drinking so much, he had never thought about it. But now he suddenly found that it was not wine but the atmosphere truly attracted him. He really missed the time when he could share a jar of wine with his people, talking and laughing with them. He cherished the atmosphere and the ties among them so much.
“Cousin, Does Marchioness Deng really want to kill me to make the drug for her son?” asked Mu Nanzhi suddenly, breaking the silence.
Lu Zhishan knew nothing about how could she recall this so suddenly. He paused for a while and then said, “It’s all over. Don’t worry about these things any more.”
“Then it was true.” Mu Nanzhi’s eyes got instantly blank, throwing half of an almond shortbread back to the plate. Then she said, depressed, “I already know that the capital city is filled with traps, so I just try my best to be careful. But it never occurs to me that I nearly become the victim.”
Seeing the disappointed expression on her face, he tried to comfort her, “I’m always here, my girl. You don’t need to be so careful in the future.”
Mu Nanzhi promptly looked into Lu Zhishan’s eyes, questioning, “Cousin, it has been a long time since my sister-in-law’s death. Have...have you consider marrying another woman and having babies with her.”
Lu Zhishan got stunned, slowly rubbing the tea cup cover with his fingers and asking in turn, “Do you want me to get married again and have babies?” His voice was low and attractive.
“My wishes is of no importance. You will do that one day.” Mu Nanzhi lowered her head again, gazing at the almond shortbread left in the plate. And then she answered quietly, “I just hear that Korea’s royal family is intended to make a union with Dali and a princess will be married to Dali in spring next year.
Lu Zhishan raised his eyebrows and gave no words.
“I have also learned that emperor gave you a dish as gift on New Year’s Eve.” Mu Nanzhi’s voice got much lower.
Lu Zhishan got interested and asked, “So you just think that emperor want me to marry the princess of Korea, right?”
