Fu Tong'er smiled and said, "Then, Tong'er, can you dress like them and dance?"
The dancers performed "Startling Bird", their veils slowly gathered and their postures light and graceful.
Lu Zhenzhi stood up and said amid the clamor, "It's okay in front of me. If anyone else sees this, I'll gouge out their eyes!"
"I understand..." Fu Tong'er picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
The gentlemen watched and picked up their dishes. Emperor Jing of Yan would occasionally glance at his ninth brother, seeing how he was taking good care of Fu Tong'er, as if he had seen him cherish Ying Yan many years ago, and he drank a few more cups without realizing it.
"Your Majesty, please eat more. Drinking dry wine will make you drunk easily." Queen Yu advised.
"Hmm." Emperor Jing of Yan replied calmly. After taking the pill, he felt a little dizzy.
Prince Zhanhe Sixth watched his ninth brother constantly picking up food for Fu Tong'er, and watched less of her singing and dancing. Occasionally, he would glance over and be glared at by the little girl Fu Tong'er. He couldn't help but laugh, remembering how he had been so high-spirited and arrogant when he led his ninth brother to the battlefield. Several kingdoms had rumored that his ninth brother had gone mad with slaughtering people, yet now he was completely subdued by a little girl. He couldn't help but find it amusing and said, "Back then, when my ninth brother was twenty years old, he led only ten thousand elite soldiers to conquer the Yun Kingdom. In just three days, his iron hooves had reached the border of the Wei Kingdom! If I hadn't stopped him, he would have attacked the capital of Wei."
Seeing that Fu Tong'er ignored him, he said nonchalantly: "In order to seize the sixty cities on the border of Wei State, my ninth brother actually held the king of Wei hostage."
Fu Tong'er was stunned and turned to ask: "Then what? What happened next?"
Prince Zhanhe held his wine cup and said, "Then, they Wei State re-established a new king, and Emperor Mu of Wei was deposed."
Fu Tong'er said, "No, no, no, I don't want to hear this. Did Brother Lu Jin finally get those sixty cities?"
Prince Yushuo laughed and said, "Don't you think this is inhumane, sister-in-law?"
"What do you mean? Seventh Brother, I don't understand. Sixth Brother, please continue. Did Brother Lu Jin get those sixty cities?"
Lu Zhenzhi stopped him and said, "Tong'er is still young. Sixth and Seventh Brothers, stop talking about that!"
King Hui said: "You are really being given by the Ninth Uncle..."
Lu Zhenzhi stared at him, and King Hui shut up. The implication was that when elders are talking, it's not up to the younger generation to butt in.
Fu Tong'er said, "But, I want to know. You can't just tell me halfway. Sixth brother, please continue. I heard that Brother Lu Jin is very powerful on the battlefield. Please tell me."
Lu Zhenzhi couldn't help but laugh, and raised his hand to stroke Fu Tong'er's head.
Prince Zhanhe said calmly, "Your brother Lu Jing naturally acquired the sixty cities of Wei, and they are now incorporated into the territory of Great Yan."
"Really? Wow!" Fu Tong'er held her face with her hands, looking like a crazy fan. She turned around and hugged Lu Zhenzhi, saying, "Brother Lu Jin, you are amazing! So amazing!"
Prince Zhanhe had originally intended to scare the little girl, but who knew he'd end up eating another mouthful of the sour, stinky dog food of love! His thirty-year-old ninth brother, and the eighteen-year-old girl, calling him "Brother Lu Jin" all the time, full of admiration, full of favoritism, and full of the courage to speak up for him! This kind of inherent pride is not something that ordinary women possess. He couldn't help but look at Fu Tong'er a few more times.
She looked so delicate and frail, yet possessed such courage and insight, making her a good match for his ninth brother. However, she was too young and outspoken.
Emperor Jing of Yan regretted inviting his ninth brother to dinner. He actually watched him display his affection from beginning to end. Fu Tong'er's pure and passionate love for him was like Ying Yan, who had died many years ago, resurrected! It was heartbreaking to watch.
Lu Zhenzhi looked at Fu Tong'er in his arms, full of admiration and worship for him. He became more gentle and asked lovingly, "How powerful is it?"
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