"Then..." Fu Tong'er leaned against the man's chest, stroking with her fingers and asked, "What do you think, Master Jiu? Don't you want to say something? For example, read it aloud..."
Lu Zhenzhi snorted lightly and pulled Fu Tong'er to sit on his lap: "Little thing."
Fu Tong'er was full of expectations, but waited for a long time and got nothing.
"What?" Lu Zhenzhi saw her go from joy to disappointment.
"Forget it," Fu Tong'er pushed the man's hand away and turned away, "Master Jiu, you're not even willing to read it?"
"Why should I express it? Isn't it better to keep it in my heart?"
"Not good." Fu Tong'er stood up, grabbed Lu Zhenzhi's hand, pulled him up from the bed, and then dragged him by the wrist to the front coach's seat...
The tabletop has been cleaned.
"Where's that piece of paper?" Fu Tong'er let go of Lu Zhenzhi and searched the desk. There were brushes, inkstones, a pile of books, several memorials, and a cylinder containing a military flag. Inside the cylinder, besides the military flag, was a roll of yellow silk used exclusively by the royal family, tied with a jade pendant and a red string.
"Where did that piece of paper go?" Fu Tong'er felt a lump in her throat as she searched. She turned around and looked at Lu Zhenzhi, who was crossing his arms with a calm expression. He looked as if he had no idea.
The two stared at each other for a long time before Fu Tong'er finally spoke, choking with sobs as she spoke: "The Regent Prince...lost that piece of paper...lost it...did he?"
Lu Zhenzhi lowered his eyes and looked at her red eyes for a long time. Then he put down one arm and pointed at the table: "Look again."
Fu Tong'er was still looking at him, her body motionless, her face full of aggrieved expression, unable to utter a word, she just stared at the man.
Seeing her tears about to fall, Lu Zhenzhi calmly lowered his other arm and said, "I'll look for it with you. It's on the table. Take a closer look."
"No... I won't look for it anymore... Your Majesty, show me... where it is..."
Listening to the incoherent sobs, Lu Zhenzhi sighed. Is love in a little girl's heart so important? Then, he raised his arm and pointed at the flagpole.
Fu Tong'er turned her head and took a look, tears welling up in her eyes: "No... The Regent Prince is fooling me."
Lu Zhenzhi took a step forward, put down his elbow that was resting on the screen and put it on Fu Tong'er's shoulder, but she shook it off. So he reached out and took the roll of yellow silk and handed it to Fu Tong'er.
"Open it and take a look."
Fu Tong'er turned around and sat down, pulling out the tassels from the flounder jade pendant and holding it in her hand. She felt that the jade pendant looked very familiar. Suddenly, she felt the heat from the man's chest from above, and her whole body was completely enveloped by his breath.
This jade pendant is - Fu Tong'er suddenly raised her head and looked ahead. Isn't this Jiu Ye's jade pendant? No wonder it looks familiar.
"Why, you can't recognize any of my things?" Lu Zhenzhi held Fu Tong'er's hand holding the jade pendant and gently stroked the skin on the back of her hand.
Fu Tong'er was startled, a blush creeping up her cheeks. Then, Lu Zhenzhi snatched the jade pendant from her hand and set it aside.
There was only one piece of yellow silk.
"Open it." The familiar masculine breath hit Fu Tong'er's heart directly from above her head.
"This is not something used to wrap imperial edicts or royal belongings..." Before Fu Tong'er could finish her words, her hands were held by Lu Zhenzhi!
The touch of the man's calloused hands made Fu Tong'er's heart skip a beat, and her face instantly turned hot to her ears.
Then, the silk was slowly spread out by two pairs of hands——
A proud and majestic red "hmm" immediately caught Fu Tong'er's attention. The word was almost formed in one stroke. She asked cautiously, "What...is this word?"
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