"No! Get out." King Hui pushed the little girl away.
Fu Tong'er was startled, then leaned over and whispered, "Little sister, don't be afraid. He's sick, don't argue with him. Um...how much did it cost you?"
King Hui put his hands on his hips and turned around. He saw that the seat by the window of the restaurant was empty. He didn't know where the Ninth Prince had gone.
The little girl sobbed and said, "One...one penny a flower."
Fu Tong'er took out a tael of silver and placed it in the little girl's hand: "Sister, you want all these flowers."
The little girl had never seen so much money before, and she kowtowed and said, "Thank you, beautiful sister! Thank you, beautiful sister." Then she wanted to give all the wreaths to Fu Tong'er.
Fu Tong'er couldn't resist, so she said, "Sister, take one, and you can continue to sell the rest, okay?"
The little girl burst into laughter and nodded repeatedly. She took a wreath from her little arms and said, "I'll put it on my sister."
"Okay." Fu Tong'er smiled sweetly, lowered her head slightly, and put a beautiful wreath on her head.
The little girl leaves.
King Hui glanced at Fu Tong'er and said with a smile: "It looks good on you."
Fu Tong'er stood up and said coldly: "Do you know the difference between you and him?"
As she spoke, Fu Tong'er felt someone standing behind her. It was the kind of feeling that made her know who it was even without seeing.
"Good luck to the Ninth Uncle." King Hui bowed.
Fu Tong'er held the flowers and didn't dare to turn around.
As for why she didn't dare turn around, she herself couldn't explain it. Perhaps it was because she and King Hui appeared on the streets of Shangyang County, and she was holding flowers. Or perhaps she didn't dare to look at Jiu Ye standing with another girl.
But, isn’t it that Jiu Ye is rumored to be getting married?
It wasn't her, Fu Tong'er, who was wrong, so why should she be afraid?
At this moment, a cold voice came from behind: "Are you too happy to see me just because you got a few bouquets of flowers? What are you wearing on your head? Turn around."
She had never heard Jiu Ye speak to her in such a strange tone.
Those few words were filled with the chill of a glacier. It was as if he didn't recognize her.
Fu Tong'er didn't dare to turn around.
King Hui smiled faintly and said, "Uncle Ninth, she's finished her meal. I'll take her out for a walk. This person next to you is, I think, the future Ninth Aunt. My apologies."
Fu Tong'er is holding flowers.
The voice behind him came again: "Miss Fu, is it difficult for you to even look at me?"
Fu Tong'er took a deep breath, wiped her eyes, turned around, and her black hair with a wreath of flowers flew in the wind...
Turning around, he looked down and saw two pairs of feet, one in front and one behind, one pair big and one pair small.
She suddenly felt as if her heart was pierced by thousands of arrows!
He couldn't speak clearly, and said, "If I had known that the Ninth Prince was here... I wouldn't have come."
Mu Yingge looked up at Master Jiu and said to Fu Tonger, "So, you are his niece. I thought you were his woman."
Fu Tong'er bowed slightly to Master Jiu. She didn't want to continue to be embarrassed in front of this man.
At this moment, she couldn't utter a word.
She just raised her head indifferently. At that moment, the tears that fell were seen by no one except Jiu Ye who was beside her.
Fu Tong'er held the flowers and passed by Lu Zhenzhi proudly and resolutely. She walked down the bridge and burst into tears.
As he passed by, Lu Zhenzhi also heard a faint sob that only he could hear: "Thank you... See you later."
King Hui smiled and said, "Uncle Ninth, I bid you farewell."
The evening breeze is very cold, and it is even colder in the southern water city - Shangyang County.
Mu Yingge patted Jiu Ye: "They're gone."
Lu Zhenzhi walked to where Fu Tong'er had originally stood and looked down at the bridge: one flower boat after another emerged from under the bridge.
He couldn't help but think of Fu Tong'er's whisper: "Thank you, see you later."
Oh, she is still "gone", could it be that she wants to leave him again.
Jiu Ye's tall and straight figure also attracted many young women to peek at him.
Mu Yingge came over and put his arm around her: "Jiu Ye is so distressed~"
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