The servants from Prince Hui's palace came over to serve tea, and Prince Hui sat down below.
Lu Zhenzhi crossed his arms and said slowly: "Since you are not tired, then stand."
"..." Fu Tong'er glanced at King Hui——
Lu Zhenzhi picked up the teacup, opened the lid, took a sip of hot tea, and said, "If you want to sit down, then sit down and see what he does."
Fu Tong'er didn't want to sit on a man's lap in front of so many people, so she walked over to Lu Zhenzhi and said, "I'm not tired, I'll stand."
King Hui was also sitting downstairs drinking tea, having just drunk a lot of wine at the Tianfeng Restaurant.
Lu Zhenzhi turned his head and raised it slightly, saying, "This prince does not need a maid to wait on him."
King Hui: “…”
"I'm really not tired—"
Lu Zhenzhi took Fu Tong'er's hand, put his arm around her waist, helped her down, and sat her sideways on his lap. He then picked up the tea he had just drunk and handed it to Fu Tong'er, saying, "Have some. You must be thirsty after walking around for so long."
King Hui: “…”
Fu Tong'er glanced again at King Hui sitting on the chair below. Seeing this, Lu Zhenzhi said, "Why are you always looking at him? Are you afraid of him? You are my man now. Take it... Don't go back to work and fall asleep again."
Hearing this, Fu Tong'er was stunned at first, then reacted after a long time. Her face flushed immediately, and she hurriedly took it and drank the hot tea in the cup. How could this ghost man say such a serious thing!
King Hui was stunned. What had he just heard?! Business? What business could he possibly have? He recalled their long, passionate embrace at the entrance of the alley. He remembered Fu Tong'er sitting astride his uncle's lap, being kissed while he caressed her all over, the hazy and ecstatic look in her eyes... That scene!
King Hui felt heartbroken when he thought about it!
"Nephew," Master Jiu held Fu Tong'er in his arms and played with her slender hand with one hand.
"Yes, yes, Ninth Uncle." King Hui stood up.
Jiu Ye waved his hand.
King Hui sat down again.
"Should you send someone to look for your concubine? It's so late, Tong'er should go back and rest with me. How can we just sit there and wait..."
At this moment, the voice of Hong'er's personal maid Ling'er was heard from the courtyard outside the lobby.
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