Prime Minister Fu said: "Let's eat first. It's getting cold. Wutong..."

Fu Tong'er sat up, and Lu Zhenzhi did not force her to hold him.

"Dad." Fu Tong'er shouted.

"Think about it yourself. You've already divorced once, you can't divorce twice. How will others view you? How will they view Dad? How will they view your brother? When you were little, Dad always made you read more, broadened your horizons, and didn't let you be like ordinary women. You have to make your own decision."

"Yes, Dad, your daughter knows."

Only then did Lu Zhenzhi understand why Fu Tong'er was different from ordinary girls, because her father did not treat her as an ordinary girl.

The meal is over.

Qiao'er supported Fu Tong'er as they walked in Prime Minister Fu's residence.

Deputy General Xiao followed behind Qiao'er, Lu Zhenzhi and Hong Yusu followed behind Fu Tong'er, and Lu Qixuan followed beside them.

"Who does Miss want to be with?" Qiao'er lowered her voice.

Fu Tong'er turned her head and glanced at Jiu Ye, and Jiu Ye also lowered his eyes to look at her.

The light gauze drags on the ground, like a fairy.

"Brother Su. I want to be with Brother Su."

Lu Zhenzhi snorted. She was clearly looking back at him, yet she was still saying one thing and thinking another.

"Hong Yusu." As soon as Lu Zhenzhi opened his mouth, Fu Tong'er stopped and listened. Realizing that she had lost her composure, she pulled out her arm and tried to catch the colorful butterflies in the flowers.

Hong Yusu nodded slightly: "Nineth Master."

"You should marry Jian Weiying first."

"I..." Hong Yusu stopped, with the Dragon Slaying Sword hanging quietly on his waist.

"What? You want to raise a son for me? She's pregnant with twins. Or, do you want to murder the young prince and marry her..."

"I'll listen to her choice."

Fu Tong'er was catching butterflies, but her ears were listening to what the two men were saying.

"Master Jiu doesn't love her..."

"This king is somewhat interested in her."

Fu Tong'er was stunned. She seemed to have heard this somewhere before. In her mind, she recalled the scene of her and Jiu Ye alone in a room on a snowy night.

…

"This king is somewhat interested in you."

This is what Jiu Ye said to her when they were not together yet!

She turned around suddenly, but suddenly felt dizzy...

"Miss!" Qiao'er immediately reached out...

Lu Zhen took over and saw that she had her eyes closed and murmured, "Brother Lu Jin..."

The man was slightly stunned.

She even knew his handwriting.

And call him "Brother".

"Qiao'er, bring some clothes over and put them on her."

"Yes, Master Jiu." Qiao'er ordered the maid to go and get it.

Fu Tong'er called out vaguely again: "Brother Lu Jin..."

"Hmm?" Lu Zhenzhi responded this time.

Fu Tong'er woke up instantly when she heard Jiu Ye's voice and stood up quickly: "Jiu, Jiu Ye."

…

Colorful butterflies were circling around Fu Tong'er.

Dian Kingdom was the Flower City Kingdom.

The Fu Mansion is filled with fragrance.

It’s not like Jiu Ye’s Regent Palace.

Besides the red plum, there is the snow plum, which blooms fiercely in winter.

Lu Zhenzhi's arms felt empty. He didn't mind Fu Tong'er's fragrant little body. He was tall and strong, and holding Fu Tong'er felt like holding a ball of fragrant cotton.

Let his masculine bones fall into the softness.

Very comfortable.

He liked the tenderness that the little girl Fu Tong'er gave him.

"Do you know my handwriting?"

At this time, the girl who went to get the thin cloak came over, and Lu Zhenzhi took it. He shook it and said, "Come here."

This sound is an order.

Fu Tong'er didn't know why she had a relationship with Jiu Ye, a man who was like a father and a brother to her.

She was still a little scared when she heard him speak.

So go over.

Lu Zhenzhi is a man with top power. Although he is used to fighting and likes to conquer his enemies with force, he is also more accustomed to others' obedience to him.

He prefers Fu Tong'er's obedience to him.

He put a thin cloak on Fu Tong'er, tied the rope, and then lowered his eyes to look at the tip of her delicate nose, this lady who was fourteen years younger than him.

He was very satisfied.

"It's only June and you're already wearing gauze. What should you wear in July and August..."

"Pregnant women are afraid of heat." Fu Tong'er lowered her head. At this moment, she had long forgotten that Hong Yusu was standing next to her.

Lu Zhenzhi pinched her lips, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "If you were in my house, I would let you dress however you want. But when you go out, you must be decent. As the Regent Princess, you must be respectable."

"I always dress like this in the summer. Do I have to wear a big cotton-padded jacket? Master Jiu, do you wear a big cotton-padded jacket in the summer?" Fu Tong'er raised her head and met Lu Zhenzhi's deep eyes.

I couldn't help but blush in front of him.

The man, Mo Hu, moved and raised his hand...