"you say."
"I see you're always following him around. When did he hook up with that princess from the Dingnan Marquisate?"
King Hui said, "Princess Tingyang."
"Tsk, what Princess Yang? I asked them when they got together! Get the point!"
"Okay, okay, don't get excited." King Hui had also seen Fu Tong'er wielding a whip in Lengjue Town before, and he was somewhat apprehensive. "When, um... hasn't she been living with the Ninth Prince in the headquarters?"
"What!?" Fu Tong'er immediately realized it was Cuiying. She turned out to be Mu Yingge, the third daughter of Marquis Dingnan!
How could a weak woman like her escape from such a big house as the Dingnan Marquis Mansion, and she happened to run into the Ninth Master, and was originally heading straight for the Ninth Master.
"I thought you knew. This way, I hope the fetus won't be disturbed."
Fu Tong'er looked at him coldly and said, "You are such a bitch, aren't you just trying to use this to piss me off?"
"How about I take you to see it?"
"Your Highness is quite persistent. Are you planning on seeing something that will make me so angry that I'll have a miscarriage?"
King Hui said seriously, "I just want you to know, Ninth Prince, he's not as you see him. His kindness to you is fake. He's also kind to others. He kept you hanging while he married the daughter of a powerful official. And you, you only accompanied him for a while, but in the end, he was completely exploited and discarded."
Fu Tong'er glanced at him and said, "I think you're looking for a fight. I'm just full, not dead. If you keep talking nonsense, I won't see you off!"
"Okay, my bad. You really don't want to go and see? If the Ninth Prince is sincere to you, why can't you see what he's doing now?"
Fu Tong'er stood up and thought there was no harm in taking a look. She was not pregnant, so there was no such thing as a miscarriage.
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The evening in Shangyang County was particularly lively, with many people coming and going on and under the bridges.
A moat runs through the city. There are no extra streets. People travel mostly by wooden boat. These boats are decorated with flowers in a circle, in preparation for the annual Flower Festival.
A carriage stopped under the bridge.
King Hui got off the carriage and turned to the young woman who had just emerged, saying, "I will help you."
Fu Tong'er held onto the carriage and said to King Hui, "Don't touch me! Send someone to bring a footstool."
At this time, women came over in groups of three or four, holding flowers and holding up their skirts: "Have you heard that the Regent Prince Chun is going to marry Miss Mu San from the Dingnan Marquis's Mansion?"
King Hui: "Tong'er, since there's no footstool, how about you take my arm and come down? I won't touch you, okay?"
Fu Tong'er looked down at the many flower boats beneath the bridge, the tall wooden houses on either side, and the literati and scholars drinking in the tavern. The windows along the river were all open, and in the slightly cool April air, she could faintly smell the fishy aroma of water plants.
But here it is prosperous.
However, the area along the Wei River was full of disaster victims.
Fu Tong'er still reached out and placed her hand on King Hui's arm, then slowly got off the carriage.
As soon as she got off the carriage, Fu Tong'er withdrew her hand.
King Hui was stunned: "Why are you so anxious..."
Seeing that Fu Tong'er ignored him, he turned around and said to the guards behind him: "You wait here."
"Yes! Your Highness!"
Fu Tong'er slowly walked up the bridge, looked up, and saw the bright moonlight. She felt a sense of desolation and sadness in her heart. Those people chatting and laughing in the restaurant each had their own joys and sorrows.
However, at this moment, Fu Tong'er felt that the joys and sorrows of those people could not compare to her own joys and sorrows.
At this time, King Hui came up and held onto the stone bridge, then put his arm around Fu Tong'er. Fu Tong'er quickly took a half step to the side and said, "Your Highness, please respect yourself!"
King Hui smiled and turned around, pointing to the window of a restaurant on the west bank of the river: "See? Your beloved is there."
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