"Yes! Master Jiu!" The shadow walked to the window of the tent and turned into the shadow of a black cat in the candlelight and disappeared.
Fu Tong'er said in surprise: "Is there really a cat demon in this world?"
"It's just an illusion."
At this time, the soldiers outside the tent shouted through the curtain: "Master Jiu! Eunuch Xia is here!"
Lu Zhenzhi patted the little hand on his arm and said softly, "Go sit behind the screen for a while. When you're done, Brother Lu Jin will take you there."
"Do you keep your word?"
Lu Zhenzhi patted her little hands, closed his eyes and nodded.
"If you lie to me, I won't let you kiss me tonight."
"Okay." Lu Zhenzhi stroked the back of her head and kissed her forehead, "Go, girl."
Fu Tong'er pulled her hand away and walked behind the screen.
Lu Zhenzhi walked out of the tent and nodded slightly.
Eunuch Xia smiled, flicked his whisk, and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty, His Majesty has ordered that you immediately go to the Tianfengtai Restaurant on Changge Street for a banquet and enjoy the lantern festival. You must not miss it..."
Hearing this, Lu Zhenzhi bowed with both hands: "I will obey the imperial decree! Thank you for your help, eunuch!"
Eunuch Xia smiled and said, "Prince Regent, this is just a family dinner. Several of your brothers, the Queen, His Royal Highness Prince Hui, and His Royal Highness Prince Shan are also here."
"Thank you, eunuch!"
Eunuch Xia glanced inside, smiled, and said nothing. He turned and left.
"Eunuch Xia, take care! Someone, escort Eunuch Xia out of the camp!"
"Yes! Master Jiu!"
Lu Zhenzhi turned and went into the tent. He saw Fu Tong'er sitting in his usual seat, writing something. He quickly walked over to her side and looked down. She was writing in tiny, beautiful calligraphy that matched her appearance perfectly.
"Discipline"
Lu Zhenzhi watched Fu Tong'er absorbed in her writing. He leaned down, enveloped her in his embrace, and said softly, "Girl, are you missing me again?"
Fu Tong'er was startled and quickly covered it up: "When did Master Jiu come back?"
Lu Zhenzhi smiled faintly, held Fu Tong'er's hand holding the pen, and went to pick up the ink, and then, together they wrote on the paper:
"Holding your hand, enjoying your beauty."
After finishing writing, he took the pen from Fu Tong'er's hand, put it aside, and stood up with her hand: "Come."
Fu Tong'er let Lu Zhenzhi lead her and walked down to the screen.
Lu Zhenzhi let go of her hand, put his arm around her waist and said, "Go change your clothes and come with me to the banquet. We'll leave early, and Brother Lu Jin will hold your hand while we admire the lanterns and tour the imperial city."
Fu Tong'er hugged Lu Zhenzhi excitedly: "Tong'er thought Brother Lu Jin would..."
"I promised you, and I will definitely do it. Go, your maid just brought a set of clothes. My brother is hosting a family banquet, so you don't have to be too flashy."
"Okay, Brother Lujin."
After a while, Fu Tong'er came out wearing a snow-white jacket and skirt with pink plum prints, but her black hair was scattered behind her. She walked over with her hair tied in a bun.
Seeing that she had no hair ornaments, Lu Zhenzhi went to the drawer at her desk and opened it, taking out the blood-red jade bead hairpin she had thrown back to him during their argument. He quickly walked over and inserted it into her bun. He then helped her up, turned her to face him, and looked her over carefully.
This look, well-behaved and docile, with jade makeup, a little red lips, and the delicate skin of eighteen years old complements it, a simple and charming beauty! Lu Zhenzhi couldn't help but raise his hand and stroke her lips with his thumb with a little force.
Fu Tong'er lowered her eyes, letting the coolness of Jiu Ye's jade ring brush across her lips. Then, she saw him turn around and take her long red fox fur cloak, draping it over her. After a moment's careful scrutiny, he took her hand.
Fu Tong'er raised her eyes, then lowered them to look at Jiu Ye's hand. The lines on it were clearly visible. This was the hand of a man with strength, accustomed to wielding weapons for years. Because the back of the hand was delicate, she could even feel the hardness of the calluses on Jiu Ye's palm.
She looked at him, and he lowered his eyes to look at her.
At this moment, the two of them felt a sense of mutual understanding for the first time.
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Lu Zhenzhi took Fu Tong'er by the hand and turned to walk out of the tent...
"Wait a minute," Fu Tong'er suddenly shouted.
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