The smile on Fu Tong'er's face gradually disappeared. She let go of Hong Yusu's hand, but Hong Yusu's hand stayed on her waist.
"You are not kidding, brother. How could he..." Fu Tong'er lifted her hair and straightened the tulle that was not messy. "He really came? What did he come for? Yes, yes,"
Fu Tong'er lowered her head, picking up the gauze. In the pond, colorful fish frolicked.
"Have you ever asked me, my child..."
"He didn't ask anything and has been waiting for you in the hall." Fu Lei said, looking at Hong Yusu's hand around Fu Tong'er's waist, and sighed, "General Hong, hey, he's here to propose marriage."
Hong Yusu hugged Fu Tong'er tighter, and the dragon-slaying sword at his waist swung: "Will you come with me?"
"You go and propose, too." Fu Tong'er looked up. "If you do, I'll agree." She placed her hands on Hong Yusu's chest, creating distance between them. "Really. If you do, I'll marry you."
Fu Lei lowered his eyes to look at his Fu Tong'er's bulging belly and sighed: "You are pregnant...you go first. Dad is angry. Auntie is here too."
As he spoke, he walked over, stretched out his arm, and embraced Hong Yusu: "You came here with nothing today, but he brought something."
Arrived at the main hall.
Fu Tong'er came in arm in arm with Hong Yusu...
The veil was gathered and the belly was slightly bulging.
"Dad, Mom, this is Hong Yusu." Fu Tong'er held Hong Yusu's arm and called out to Prime Minister Fu and his wife. "Brother Su, call someone."
"Uncle Fu, Aunt Fu."
…
"Yes," Prime Minister Fu responded, "Sit down."
"Brother Su, let's go sit down," Fu Tong'er said, and took Hong Yusu's arm to sit next to Lu Qixuan. Above Lu Qixuan sat the silent Lu Jiuye.
Xiao Pu covered his eyes and lowered his head. Qiao Er, who was standing beside him, also lowered her head and whispered, "It's really tragic."
Xiao Pu responded to her: "It's tragic, I can't bear to watch it. Let's see what the master will do. He shouldn't have sent Fu Tong'er to Qi as a hostage. Alas,..."
Lu Qixuan just turned his head to look at the Ninth Uncle beside him.
There was no jealousy in this man's eyes, not even a ripple.
"Ah!" Lu Qixuan sighed heavily. He was sitting between Lu Zhenzhi and Fu Tong'er. How unlucky!
Lu Zhenzhi gave him a cold look before looking away. The jade ornament under his left ear hung silently.
"Tong'er is here."
Fu Tong'er was startled and pulled the gauze closer.
Lu Qixuan whispered, "Tong'er, the Ninth Prince's fists are clenched."
After hearing this, Fu Tong'er couldn't help but grab the tablecloth tightly.
No one spoke at the big round table.
"How's the child..."
Lu Zhenzhi asked this indifferently, but in his mind was Fu Tong'er's snow-white skin covered by a thin gauze, and her arms around Hong Yusu.
"Yeah." Fu Tong'er responded.
"I'm here to propose marriage today." Lu Zhenzhi said calmly, his eyes looking at the wine glass in front of the table, but his peripheral vision saw Fu Tong'er's hands clutching the tablecloth through the gap in front of Lu Qixuan.
"Oh." Fu Tong'er replied briefly and gathered the gauze around her body.
"Yes." Lu Zhenzhi stroked the jade ring, "After we get married, you and I can just treat each other with respect."
Treat each other with respect...
Fu Tong'er didn't say anything.
Lu Qixuan was between the two of them.
Lu Qixuan was embarrassed.
"You're not dressed appropriately today." Lu Zhenzhi said calmly, holding his teacup, even with Prime Minister Fu sitting beside him. "It's only summer now, and you're already wearing gauze, especially when I'm not around."
There was no affection in his tone, only jealousy.
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