Fu Tong'er jumped slightly and looked at the bottle of gold powder on the edge of the bed. She couldn't help but think of the days when she was abused and beaten in Prince Hui's mansion.
Wasn't this man with Princess Tingyang? Could he have been following her the whole time? When this man was gentle, he was as warm as water. But when he got angry, Fu Tong'er felt that even this powerful and noble Ninth Master was truly terrifying!
Fu Tong'er walked down the stairs and headed towards the bed.
After that roar just now and the memory of being beaten, Fu Tong'er's legs had become weak. After looking at Jiu Ye, she squatted down.
"Get up!" Lu Zhenzhi ordered.
Fu Tong'er ignored him, trembling, pulled out the cork, and without saying a word, pulled Jiu Ye's right hand over.
This was her last act of stubbornness.
She was afraid, but she did not bow her head or obey.
Just as he was about to sprinkle the powder, he was suddenly grabbed by the neck and forced to stand up!
Finally, she had to sit down on the edge of the bed facing Lu Zhenzhi.
"I told you, you are my woman, don't kneel down so easily!"
Yes, he was Master Lu Jiu, Prince Chun, the regent of Great Yan, and the Grand Marshal of the Great Yan Army. He had slain countless enemies and conquered countless cities, and was a symbol of supreme power.
His woman is also his face!
Once his woman kneels down, it will be like slapping him in the face!
Fu Tong'er originally wanted to say that it was Princess Tingyang, but after seeing Lu Zhenzhi's fiery and frightening eyes, she shut her mouth consciously. She was still a little afraid of him.
Lu Zhenzhi let go of his hand, which naturally fell on Fu Tong'er's legs. He spread out his hand, patted her with the back of his hand, and said briefly: "Apply the medicine."
Seeing that Fu Tong'er didn't move, he hooked her hand holding the medicine bottle, and noticed that she was shaking. He softened his tone and rubbed her little hand: "Why are you shaking? Are you afraid of me?"
Fu Tong'er lowered her head and pulled her hand away: "Master Jiu, this reminds me of the days when Lu Qixuan beat me."
After hearing this, Lu Zhenzhi took Fu Tong'er's hand, rubbed it for a while, and said slowly: "Seeing that you are so stubborn, this king just wants to strip you. I will deal with that kid Lu Qixuan in the future. You should apply the medicine now, and when you are done, you should lie down beside me and rest. You are still young and your body needs to be properly taken care of. This king hopes that Tong'er and I can have a pair of children soon."
The tone was like Fu Tong'er was his child. It was an order, an instruction, to obey, to do as he was told.
Fu Tong'er adjusted her breathing, pulled out her hand, and stroked the mark left by her whip on the man's palm, but the medicine bottle in her hand did not move.
She murmured, "Ninth Uncle, if life could only be as it was when we first met..." She could not continue, and turned to look at the curtain of the inner chamber, "If life could only be as it was when we first met..." She was so sad that her heart ached, and she repeated those words, "If life could only be as it was when we first met,"
Lu Zhenzhi bent one leg: "How about meeting for the first time?"
Fu Tong'er looked at the door curtain, turned her head to Lu Zhenzhi, and choked up, "Ninth Prince, there is no need for him to have a bed-serving maid hanging around on one side and his fiancée on the other. It would be best if he just avoided them..." As she spoke, she turned her head, flipped the medicine bottle, and the medicine powder, along with a teardrop, fell into the man's palm.
Fu Tong'er was startled and quickly wiped it with her sleeve. She looked up with a pair of tearful eyes and asked Lu Zhenzhi: "Does it hurt?"
Does it hurt...?
Lu Zhenzhi raised his hand and pinched Fu Tong'er's chin: "You're quite stubborn. From staying pure for this prince to find me for three years, to trying to find out if this prince had married, then often speaking up for this prince, to now, breaking up with him every day, and now, you're concerned about whether this prince's hand hurts. Tong'er, aren't you tired?"
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