As soon as he finished speaking, the maid beside him came over to help Fu Tong'er following Jiu Ye's gesture instructions.
Fu Tong'er pulled her hand away and leaned over the carriage window sill, patting a maid and saying repeatedly, "Hurry up, hurry up, go and lower the curtain over there."
The two little maids who were serving her sat there and dared not move.
King Hui couldn't help but smile. He glanced at Master Jiu and saw that he was holding food in his hands.
So he said to the inside: "Tong'er, the Ninth Prince is here to feed you."
"Who asked him to feed me... I'm not a bird."
Lu Zhen dismounted, holding a bowl of colorful glutinous rice balls, and stood by the carriage window. He bowed slightly and said to Fu Tong'er who was standing by the window on the other side: "Playing in moderation, it's time for you to come over."
The man's calm and brief words carried a tone that could not be disobeyed.
Fu Tong'er finally got up and came over here with the help of the maid.
King Hui had already given way.
After Fu Tong'er sat down, Lu Zhenzhi freed one hand and touched Fu Tong'er's face.
Fu Tong'er instinctively hid first -
"Is it Master Jiu-Jiu?"
"Um."
After receiving the affirmation, Fu Tong'er rubbed it again. Her hands slowly groped around——
Lu Zhenzhi watched her reaching for his hand, sighed softly, and stretched out his hand to where she pointed: "Here."
Fu Tong'er couldn't help but smile. She gently embraced Lu Zhenzhi's big hand and placed it against her face. She loved the roughness of this man's palm. The calluses on the knuckles and the scars on the back of his hand all spoke of a tough man on the battlefield.
Prince Hui glanced at him and said, "Uncle Jiu's hands aren't as delicate as a young man's, yet you actually like them so much. My hands are smoother than Uncle Jiu's. Tong'er, do you want to touch my hands?"
"No! He's defending his country, and you're just eating and waiting to die. How can the gap between men be so big?"
Lu Zhenzhi smiled faintly.
Although Prince Hui and Master Jiu were the younger and the older, they were still men after all. Upon hearing Fu Tong'er's comparison, Prince Hui was startled at first, then felt very frustrated.
"So, you like the iron-blooded men on the battlefield? I am now twenty-five. If I had the chance, I would follow the Ninth Prince into the battlefield to kill the enemy. When we return victorious, would you be willing to return to my side?"
After hearing this, Fu Tong'er clapped Jiu Ye's hand and said, "Don't take him with you. He will ruin your reputation as the God of War!"
He then said to King Hui, "Your Ninth Uncle has fought for so many years and has been a wise man throughout his life. How can he be defeated just because of you... You want to lead the army? Forget it! You're actually dreaming of the position of regent... You're so young, he has decades to grow up, and you dare to covet his position? Really, really, ah, really, how can there be such a weirdo like you? I'm so angry..."
Lu Zhenzhi raised his thick eyebrows slightly, with a doting smile on his lips, and gently stroked her face with his thumb.
King Hui: "I only asked if you would be willing to return to my side if I were ever sent to the battlefield. I have no desire to take the position of the Ninth Prince."
"I don't want to! Of course I don't want to! You can't be trusted in any way. You're just coveting his position!" She said, patting Lu Zhenzhi's hand that was caressing her face, "Brother Lu Jin, you have to be careful of him!"
Lu Zhenzhi gently stroked Fu Tong'er's little face and said, "The dumplings are getting cold, Tong'er, have a bite first." Then he pulled out his hand, picked up the bowl, scooped a spoonful, and brought it to Fu Tong'er's mouth.
While feeding him, he said, "Qixuan is not young anymore. When the king steps down and gives some guidance, Qixuan, you should also give up your comfort and go to the front line to defend Dayan. Tong'er, is it sweet?"
King Hui: “…”
Fu Tong'er hummed.
Lu Zhenzhi continued calmly, "When we were at the Dingnan Marquis's residence, a spy reported that you had taken General You into your arms after I left."
Fu Tong'er was slightly startled and said: "No, that is..."
Lu Zhenzhi continued feeding her, his tone calm: "Since you mistook him for me and he didn't hold you, I won't discuss this further with you."
"You, spy on me?"
King Hui sneered: "What's new about this? The Ninth Prince knows everything about Dayan. He knows everything you did and said."
"I don't want to eat anymore..." Fu Tong'er stood up and said to the girl, "Help me go over there."
Lu Zhenzhi held Fu Tong'er's shoulders and forced her to sit down. "Tong'er, when I'm not with you, I'll naturally send someone to protect you. There's still some left. If you don't want to eat it, Deputy General Xiao will buy some sweet cakes."
Seeing her pout, Lu Zhenzhi sighed, drank it in one gulp, and handed the bowl to Deputy General Xiao behind him. He took another handful of sweet cakes and said, "The emperor has sent the imperial physician to treat your eyes. After the competition, you can return to the camp. I will go back early to accompany you after I finish my work."
He fed Fu Tong'er a mouthful of sweet cake and leaned over to tell her, "I'm going to the jail now. You can compete here by yourself. Stop letting your little mind wander."
Then he gave her all the sweet cakes and bent down to kiss her eyes...
King Hui: “…”
Fu Tong'er was stunned. Was he going to leave again? She didn't even eat the sweet cake in her hand and was lost in thought.
All I could hear was noise.
Township Chief Ma said, "Master Ke and Master Guo are here. Miss Qiu Tong and the two daughters of the Jian family are preparing to enter the third level!"
Fu Tong'er asked tentatively: "He, he, he, left?"
King Hui glanced at the Ninth Master and said, "Well, the Ninth Uncle is gone."
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