"I'll tell you. It's Sakura-niang."
Fu Tong'er returned the sword to the soldier beside him, changed his tone, and shouted: "Brother Lu Jin~"
Prince Hui held Hong'er in his arms, his jaw dropping in shock. After not seeing her for half a month, Fu Tong'er had become increasingly erratic. One moment, she was so ruthless she threatened to dig up someone's ancestral grave. The next, a cry of "Brother Lu Jin" had captivated Yan Luo, the war god of Dayan. Seeing his Ninth Imperial Uncle again, a 30-year-old Taoist priest suddenly scurried over to Fu Tong'er, seducing her into a trance.
Fu Tong'er said: "Brother Lu Jin, he confessed."
Lu Zhenzhi's eyes darkened slightly. He held Fu Tong'er's body with one hand, put his other hand behind his back, and asked, "Who is Ying Niang?!"
At this moment, the soldier's eyes were bloodshot, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth. He left a few words with difficulty: "Ying... Mother, Infinite... Corridor, Seventy... Two... Pavilion, Shan... Palace... Shangyang County, Big... Conspiracy!" After he finished speaking, his neck tilted and his death looked scary.
Fu Tong'er turned around instantly and buried her head in Lu Zhenzhi's arms!
Lu Zhenzhi clapped his hands, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." But in his mind, he was thinking about a series of events. This Prince Shan's Mansion was the residence of the Second Prince. The Second Prince had an unclear relationship with his childhood friend Duan Qinghong. Duan Qinghong was the richest man in Shangyang County, with the support of the Marquis of Pingxi Dingnan. The case of the 1.2 million taels of disaster relief silver that capsized the ship was also there! That Marquis of Dingnan had also detained his mother! And surprisingly, he had sent someone to assassinate him! Who sent them? Prince Shan? Duan Qinghong? Or, the Marquis of Pingxi Dingnan!
Oh, Shangyang County City has finally become fat, it’s time to cut the meat!
At that moment, Lu Zhenzhi heard the woman in his arms softly call him. The voice was gentle enough to satisfy him. He was already second only to the emperor, and he loved being bowed to by everyone in public. In private, he could hear the gentleness and pampering of a young girl. He had the right to choose! And every time Fu Tong'er called him "Brother Lu Jin~", it reminded him of his most noble status and supreme position! Fu Tong'er's age made him feel extremely proud.
"Brother Lu Jin, is he dead?" Fu Tong'er leaned on Lu Zhenzhi's chest and asked with her head raised.
Lu Zhenzhi used a pair of hands with light scars to gently yet forcefully press Fu Tong'er's head into his arms. The distinct strong joints formed a sharp contrast of power on the soft back of Fu Tong'er's head.
"Tong'er, don't be afraid. Doctor Zhao! Come here!"
Doctor Zhao walked over quickly, clasped his fists and said, "Yes!"
"If you feel angry... tell me."
Doctor Zhao stood quietly, pondering what Master Jiu meant, and replied: "Yes! Master Jiu!" He turned around to feel the soldier's breath on the ground, lifted his arm to probe under his armpit, and then tested his carotid artery.
Finally, he stood up and reported: "Replying to Master Jiu! This person is still alive!"
Lu Zhenzhi waved his hand and Doctor Zhao stepped aside.
"Don't be afraid, girl." Lu Zhenzhi stroked the back of Fu Tong'er's head again and let her lie on his chest.
"Come! Take this man to the prison. Anyone who approaches without my order will be killed!"
Two soldiers came over immediately, clasped their fists and said, "Yes! Master Jiu!"
"Deputy General Xiao, stay! Everyone else, get out!"
"Yes! Master Jiu!"
The group of people gradually left the command camp.
Fu Tong'er also stood up from Lu Zhenzhi's arms: "Your little darling is leaving too."
As she was about to leave, Lu Zhenzhi grabbed her waist tightly.
The more you try to break free, the tighter you are held.
"Nine Master~"
"You've already eaten poison, so go inside and rest in bed!" Lu Zhenzhi's tone was very calm, but it contained three parts of command and seven parts of non-disobedience.
"Brother Lu Jin~"
"go!"
"I understand." Fu Tong'er took two steps, turned around and was about to rush towards the tent curtain, but was stopped by Qiao'er in a flash.
"Qiao'er, I am your master!"
"Miss, you should listen to Master Jiu. Since you've been poisoned, you should rest well. Master Jiu is very busy, and you shouldn't be so willful as to cause trouble for him..."
"I... add..." Fu Tong'er turned around and asked Lu Zhenzhi, "Have I caused you any trouble?"
Lu Zhenzhi sighed and said, "Qiao'er, stay and chat with your young lady. Vice General Xiao will take you away when he goes on a mission."
"Yes, Master Jiu." Qiao'er responded and helped Fu Tong'er lie down behind the screen.
In front of the screen, Jiu Ye turned around and went to the commander's seat, picked up a pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote a letter.
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