General Yi Huqi withdrew his gaze and glanced at the rooftop. The secret guards had been replaced again. He said loudly to Fu Tong'er, who was sitting there, "Today is the Wanhua Festival! Tongtong, do you want to leave the house?"
This time, when he took her out, he would definitely protect her. No strangers, no matter what excuse, could get close to her. He had wanted to kill that ghost woman and the two little thugs who had abducted her, but he discovered that someone had killed them.
It was strange to think about it. The owner of Yongshi Money House should have the surname Qian, so why was he surnamed Gui? Even that ghost Yuntian was killed, and both of them had their tongues pulled out.
Considering that Jiu Ye has expressly forbidden anyone from visiting, who on earth could have entered the prison without anyone noticing?
While General You Yi was thinking about it, Jiu Ye had already walked up to Fu Tong'er with white silk, raised his hand to cover her eyes with the silk, and finally silently tied a heart-shaped knot behind her head.
When Fu Tong'er heard You Yi's words, she remembered that before coming to Shangyang County, Jiu Ye had promised to take her to see the Wanhua Chaohui here. But now she was blind, how could she see it?
Fu Tong'er closed her eyes, and with Lu Zhenzhi holding her hands, she stood up, her eyes looking towards somewhere in the void. She could vaguely see a shadow before, but now, she could see nothing.
"Wanhua Chaohui? What day is it today?" Fu Tong'er asked.
At this time, a guard from the front yard came in and reported: "Nineth Master!"
Lu Zhenzhi pulled Fu Tong'er into his arms and pressed her head against his chest, so that her back was facing the guards. Then, he looked down at the guards from above and spoke briefly and forcefully above Fu Tong'er's head: "What's the matter?"
"Replying to Master Jiu, His Royal Highness Prince Hui brought a mynah bird and said he came to celebrate Miss Fu's birthday."
Lu Zhenzhi glanced at Fu Tong'er and asked, "Should we let him in?"
"Ah? Hmm?"
Fu Tong'er was lying comfortably in Lu Zhenzhi's arms, smelling the faint scent of imperial agarwood on him. She dozed off comfortably, but when she heard Lu Zhenzhi suddenly ask her a question, she woke up a little!
Lu Zhenzhi looked at Fu Tong'er yawning, frowned slightly, and said in a gentle and deep voice: "Tong'er, do you like the smell of my body so much? You feel sleepy after just holding me for a while?"
Fu Tong'er's face was slightly moist, and she whispered: "No, no..."
The general walked over and said, "So, Tongtong's birthday is the ninth day of the fourth lunar month."
Fu Tong'er's birthday... King Hui had never remembered her birthday before, but why was he celebrating her birthday today? How could her birthday be in April?
"Brother Lu Jin, let him in. He won't dare to act rashly with you here."
Lu Zhenzhi looked at Fu Tong'er's moving mouth. She was still willing to see him, so he said coldly: "Let King Hui come in."
The guard replied: "Yes, Master Jiu!"
Lu Zhenzhi pulled Fu Tong'er to sit aside, held her on his lap, and then grabbed her two small hands with both hands, held them in his arms, and played with them leisurely.
He was nearly nine feet tall, and even when sitting, he was half a head taller than Fu Tong'er who was on his lap.
King Hui walked in quickly, holding a colorful parrot. When he saw Fu Tong'er sitting on his uncle's lap again, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Tong'er, I've noticed that you particularly like sitting on my uncle's lap. It's almost the same every time I see you."
Fu Tong'er: "I, I..."
Lu Zhenzhi said calmly, "Why is she sitting on my lap?"
King Hui held up the parrot and said, "Good luck to you, Uncle Ninth. Uncle Ninth, there's nothing wrong with her sitting on your lap. But you've really arranged this backyard so well. Today is Tong'er's nineteenth birthday. Tong'er, are you feeling better now? Can you see now? Look what I brought you."
Fu Tong'er turned her head slightly, then lowered it again, her expression somewhat gloomy.
Lu Zhenzhi glanced at Fu Tong'er's expression and said to King Hui, "Qixuan, I've been with her for so long, and I didn't even know she had a birthday in April. Don't come here and make up stories, and make Tong'er unhappy."
King Hui slapped his head and said, "Did I remember it wrong? Isn't it April?" He took the parrot out of the cage and said, "Tong'er, touch it. Think of it as an early birthday gift from me, okay?"
As he said this, he was about to put the parrot into Fu Tong'er's hands.
Lu Zhenzhi loosened one hand and replaced it with one hand. He grabbed Fu Tong'er's hands, held them in his palms, and pulled them towards his abdomen.
Then, he raised his left hand and pointed, saying, "Her hand is cold. Give it to me."
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