Lu Zhenzhi grabbed King Hui's arm and exerted 50% of his strength! The two internal forces collided...

King Hui felt his palm go numb, and even lost consciousness for a moment! He immediately let go of Fu Tong'er, tightened his sleeve, and saw that his forearm was already blue and black. If he had been any later, his forearm would have been crippled. He looked at Lu Zhenzhi and said:

"Ninth Prince is trying to kill a junior like me?"

Lu Zhenzhi withdrew his hand, took the invitation from Fu Tong'er's hand, and crushed it into pieces with his fingertips. He then hugged the little girl in his arms again, weighed her, and gently rubbed her hand, saying: "Her body and mind belong to me, you cannot touch them. As for the invitation, Tong'er, there is no need to ask. I will give you an explanation later."

Lu Qixuan roared, "Ninth Prince! Your marriage to Princess Tingyang of the Dingnan Marquisate is known throughout Shangyang County, even to our father. Even now, you're still possessing her, hiding it from her. A junior came to tell her the truth, and when Ninth Prince saw he couldn't hide it anymore, he made promises to her, kept her hanging, and even took her for himself. Anyway, she can't see and can't resist, right?"

"Princess Tingyang requests an audience—!"

Fu Tong'er was startled, then stood up like a self-deprecating kitten. She touched the Soul-Breaking Whip, listened to the sound of the wind, and swung it towards the door of the wing room. The scales on her back snapped open! She hooked the door, then leaped into the room, and with a bang, the door closed!

King Hui was stunned. "This is the heroine? She changed her whip again? That whip is different from ordinary whips, right? In just a few days, she has mastered the Qinggong so well?"

Lu Zhenzhi suddenly felt empty in his arms, as if something was missing. He planted his legs firmly on the ground again and hugged his arms.

Prince Hui said: "Uncle Ninth, please return her to me. Princess Tingyang is more suitable for you." As he said this, he was about to knock on the door.

Unexpectedly, when Lu Zhenzhi stood up, King Hui was bounced out by an internal force.

"Let her in!" Lu Zhenzhi looked at the tightly closed door, but his order was directed to the outer courtyard.

His little cat no longer bothers him even when he is angry.

Fu Tong'er lay behind the door and listened.

The shadow stuck to the door and fell into Lu Zhenzhi's eyes.

Princess Tingyang, Mu Yingge, came in through a hanging flower gate with several female attendants. She had a noble figure and her every step was like a lotus.

"Greetings, Master Jiu." Mu Yingge bowed slightly, and the maid behind her also saluted.

Lu Zhenzhi hummed: "What's the matter, Princess?"

"Father said to ask Master Jiu to go to the mansion to discuss the wedding arrangements next month."

There was a thud from inside the room. Lu Zhenzhi turned around and saw the shadow that had been crouching on the door now huddled on the ground.

"Please go back first, my lady. I will come to the mansion soon."

Mu Yingge glanced at the door that Jiu Ye was looking at and said, "Dad asked us to go back together. The Concubine Dowager is also waiting."

In the room, Fu Tong'er sat on the cold ground, leaning against the door.

She suddenly laughed, a laugh of sudden enlightenment.

At this moment, the door opened. Fu Tong'er stood up, turned around and hugged him: "Brother Lu Jin!"

The man was slightly startled, holding up his arms so as not to touch her. He said softly, "Master Jiu is gone. He asked me to take you to the city to experience the Myriad Flowers Festival."

Fu Tong'er was startled and quickly let go of his hand: "Yes, I'm sorry, big brother."

General You Yi looked at her lost expression and held her wrist with his backhand. Although there was clothing between them, he held it tightly.

King Hui, who was in the courtyard, saw this and came over and said, "I will go with you."

As he said this, he grabbed Fu Tong'er's wrist.

General Youyi released his grip and called the two maids over, saying, "Come and hold her up. If she falls, Master Jiu will hold you responsible."

Lu Qixuan could only let go.

When leaving the inner courtyard, You Yi instructed one of the maids, "Go and get her veil. The Ninth Master has ordered that she must not reveal her true face when she goes out."

Fu Tonger: "..."

After putting on the bead curtain, two little girls helped Fu Tong'er get into the carriage.

General Yi and King Hui Lu Qixuan rode in front on horseback.

Today, hundreds of flowers compete with each other.

On the street, a child said, "Hurry up, Gou'er, the Flower-Dipping Poetry Competition is about to begin!"

"Flower-dip poetry competition?" Fu Tong'er said to the little girl on the left, "Let General You come."