Late at night, Lu Fengan dragged his tired body back to the house.

Xiao Jiang has already prepared dinner, His Majesty is not in good health, and he summoned his favorite ministers today, and it didn't take long for the prince to meet him.

Many people secretly wondered if His Majesty's body was in danger, but no one dared to say.

Before Lu Shizi came back and entered the courtyard gate, the seventh aunt was guarding in front of him.

"Come with me, the old lady has been waiting for you for a long time." The seventh aunt said softly, seeing that the prince was a little tired between her eyebrows, she sighed slightly.

"My mother has been getting better this time, so don't worry about her. It's you, who have passed out several times this year, and she is always relieved. It's time for someone around you to care about your daily life. Aunt Seven joked with a smile.

The maid in front of him was carrying a lantern, and Lu Shizi was far away.

There is no maid in Lu Shizi's courtyard, this is a well-known thing.

"Feng An is not in a hurry, but Aunt Seventh has been talking about kissing recently, I don't know if everything will go well?" Lu Fengan asked casually.

But when I saw that Aunt Seven's face was red, as bright as a peach and plum, and there was a little shyness in her eyes, she was slightly taken aback in her heart.

"He's, he's an elm head." The seventh aunt pursed her lips and smiled, but Lu Fengan thought that she would have to investigate privately.

Speaking of which, his seven aunts, the first six marriages were extremely unfortunate.

Either they were too happy the day before the wedding, drank a little more, and fell into the pond and drowned the next day.

Either a loved one suddenly died in the family, and the family affairs were put on hold, and the result was that it was over.

Either from the beginning of the marriage, the man's family is extremely unhappy, and in the end, no one dares to discuss marriage.

When Lu Shizi entered the room, the lights in the room suddenly brightened.

Looking at the steaming food on the table, and the ancestor holding the Buddha beads and sitting in front of the chair to pretend to sleep, I knew that the grandmother must have been worried and waited for a long time.

"Grandmother, you're waiting for your grandson again. When you are old, you eat early, and you save yourself from burning. Shizi frowned, glared at the maid again, and Mrs. Lu opened her eyes.

"Where can they control me? I'm in good shape, so it's okay to eat later. Bring the soup to the prince. Seeing that he was cold, Mrs. Lu hurriedly asked someone to bring the soup.

Lu Fengan waited for the old grandmother to have some dinner, but the old lady couldn't eat it when she was old, but he ate a lot by himself.

After putting down the dishes and chopsticks, the maid quickly removed the things with her hands and feet, and then he helped her grandmother sit down.

"In the evening, I drank less tea and made some soothing soup for the old lady."

The maid stepped back.

The candle flame crackled, and the old lady looked at him, and Shizi seemed to hear a low sigh.

"Your Majesty is all right?" The Buddha beads in the hand are somewhat sandalwood, which makes people feel calm.

Lu Feng'an's face sank a little, and he shook his head slightly: "Your Majesty asked your grandson to assist the prince wholeheartedly." ”

The old lady's face froze.

"Grandmother, don't worry, when she was a child, she was Feng An who was ignorant, which caused the prince to lose face. The queen mother took pity on her grandson for losing his mother and made the prince lose, but now that he is older, he will not have any big problems. Lu Fengan persuaded with a smile.

He himself understands that the prince has been faintly targeting him over the years.

At the beginning, he flew away to the border pass, but also to stay away from those people in the prince's camp in Beijing.

"There are still a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, and His Majesty also said that when the time comes, he will pay a private visit to see the pigeons." Lu Fengan chuckled.

"What do you look at at at such a young age, I brought a concubine when I saw it, what else can I bring at such an old age." Mrs. Lu complained slightly.

Lu Fengan looked at her with a smile, and the old lady stopped talking.

The little emperor at the beginning is different now.

"Well, do whatever you want. When the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, I will take a look at the girls in the capital to see if there is anything you like. It's spring, but it's time for a general election. When the time comes, those who should say kiss will say kiss, and those who should enter the palace will enter the palace, and the time is too rushed. The old lady rubbed her forehead, she was old, and it was a little uncomfortable to stay up late.

Lu Feng'an retreated.

Seeing Lu Feng'an walking away, the old lady stood up and said tiredly, "Help me go to the Buddhist hall for a while." ”

The maid saw that it was getting late, but when she saw that the old lady's face was firm, she didn't dare to persuade more.

The old lady loves to stay in the Buddhist hall all these years, and since the death of Mrs. Xuanping Hou, she is not easy to leave the Buddhist hall.

There is still a faint light in the Buddhist hall, a long time ago, the Lujia Buddhist Hall was lit with an everlasting lamp, and someone specially waited for it, and it was not extinguished all year round.

The door squeaked shut, and the old lady stepped in.

She could be seen sitting on one of the cushions, leaning against a blank tablet, and sighing lowly. There is also a tablet next to it, which reads the name of Mrs. Xuanping Hou.

I saw her take the tablet down, hold it in her arms and rub it carefully, with a faint sadness between her eyebrows.

"I'm afraid you'll be lonely, I won't dare to leave the Buddha Hall for a long time." The old lady sighed helplessly. Only here can she calm down.

At this time, Lu Shizi walked towards the small courtyard.

Xiao Jiang had already prepared the things to wash.

"No one has been in the house, has he?"

"No, who would dare to come in at the gate of the prince's courtyard. There are no women in our courtyard, they are all big men's families, who enters the room of the prince? "Little ginger is broken, every time I go out to buy, those housekeepers love to discuss whose maid is beautiful.

Only he walked away silently, who let the prince not even have a mother in the courtyard.

Lu Fengan glanced at him, knowing that he was complaining about himself again in his heart, and pushed the door open.

"Something!" Suddenly, something like a gust of wind suddenly swooped down on his face.

A flash of white light flashed, and a dead mouse lay on the ground.

Lu Feng'an's face darkened: "It's just that there is no hostess in this courtyard to take care of it, can you raise rats?" Lu Shizi's face was dark and scary, Rao is little Jiang didn't expect that there would be rats in the Shizi house.

There was still a faint squeak in the room, and Lu Feng'an's face changed.

Stride into the room.

Xiao Jiang trembled with fright.

The precious calligraphy and paintings in the house are rare and unique, what is a complete set of chairs made of yellow rosewood, and jade screens, all of which have suffered.

"Little ginger!" Lu Shizi roared.

"It's really not a slave's work, there are so many little beasts, and the slaves take care of it every day, and I haven't seen a single one. Someone must have framed it! Xiao Jiang's face turned white.

I saw Lu Shizi striding to the jewelry box, the box was wide open, and it was empty.

There was a cat's paw print on it, which instantly cleared Xiao Jiang's charge.

Lu Shizi's eyes were so dark that he almost fell to the ground.

"This eats something inside and outside, and steals it out to raise it! Wait until I find you two, and see that this son doesn't break your legs! Lu Shizi's eyelids jumped violently, and when he smelled a foul smell in this room, his eyes were about to burst into flames.