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At first, everyone in the palace thought that the emperor and the empress must love the prince the most, but later they discovered that the most favored one was the princess.

The princess was completely free from all constraints. At the age of fourteen, she could attend classes with the crown prince and the second prince. It seemed that she was being trained as a prince. Such a situation had never occurred in all dynasties. Some officials once protested against this, but Lu Jingzhuo ignored it.

In fact, Lu Zhen didn't go there every day. When the weather was cold, she, like her mother, liked to stay in the palace and not go out. Therefore, Fu Yue hadn't seen Lu Zhen for two months.

Lu Wei said, "I heard her say last night that she wanted to eat Boxia Gong. I'm sure she will gain another two pounds this winter."

His sister has loved eating since she was little, and he is always worried that she will grow too fat and ruin her natural beauty.

Lu Yu disagreed: "Brother, where is my sister fat? She can only say that she is not thin, right, Brother Fu?"

Fu Yue never thought Lu Zhen was fat.

The little girl is cute this way. What's the point of being as thin as a piece of firewood?

Besides, Lu Zhen is not really fat. Last year, when she wore a summer shirt, her waist was slim and very slender...

A picture suddenly appeared in his mind. Fu Yue's cheeks felt hot and his heart beat faster for no reason.

The four of them often played together and were very close. He even hugged Lu Zhen. It was the spring three years ago. At noon, Lu Zhen wanted to go to the Yu Garden to appreciate the flowers, so she asked the three of them to go together. Lu Zhen was not tall, and when she was picking flowers, she stepped on a brocade cushion, which suddenly fell over. He was closest to it, so he hugged Lu Zhen.

I didn't think there was anything wrong at the time, but I just thought about it for a moment, why did I have such a weird feeling?

He frowned.

A strange fragrance emanated from Bixiao Palace in the evening.

As soon as Lu Zhen took her seat, Lu Yu sneaked in.

"Well, sister, you really didn't ask anyone to invite me, but started eating by yourself."

Lu Zhen sneered: "Do I need to be invited? When have you not come uninvited?"

Lu Yu chuckled and instructed the palace maid very skillfully: "Put out another set of bowls and chopsticks."

"Shameless." Lu Zhen scolded him with a smile, but there was no disgust on her face.

Compared to her elder brother who already had the demeanor of a crown prince, her younger brother was closer to her, so Lu Zhen naturally liked her younger brother.

"Today, my brother said he was worried that you would gain weight..." Lu Yu said, "Brother Fu and I don't think so."

Lu Zhen was about to reach for his chopsticks, but paused when he heard this: "Really? What did Master Fu say?"

"He didn't say anything, but nodded." Obviously he agreed with my idea.

The corners of Lu Zhen's lips curled up.

Fu Yue always responded to her requests, so he would not mind that she was fat.

But she is not fat. Lu Zhen put down her chopsticks and pinched her waist. There was no extra meat at all. It was just that her brother always talked about her. It seemed that her brother would marry a very thin girl in the future.

Lu Yu has already started eating: "Tsk, this rabbit meat is so delicious, my brother is not lucky enough to eat it, I asked him to come, but he refused to come, saying that you are not a child anymore, we shouldn't come here all the time... You are my brother's biological sister, you really don't know why you are avoiding suspicion!"

The older the brother gets, the more rules he has. Lu Zhen said, "Never mind him. Let's eat."

The brother and sister also drank a pot of wine.

It was not until March when the weather warmed up that Lu Zhen went to Chunhui Pavilion again.

The young girl, who had already reached marriage age, was like a peony bud about to bloom, showing her brilliant colors before she even blossomed. As soon as she appeared, she was as dazzling as the bright clouds, attracting everyone's attention.

Fu Yue was extremely surprised.

It's only been four months since I last saw her, and she has changed a lot.

Lu Zhen felt the same way.

Fu Yue has become even more handsome, probably approaching his twenties, with a more stable look between his brows, and is almost no different from an adult man.

She was still sitting behind them.

It had been a while since he last smelled her scent, and now he felt it was extremely sweet, like a dessert made of osmanthus flowers.

Lu Zhen didn't poke Fu Yue's back the whole afternoon.

She used to do this all the time, a habit she had developed since she was a child, she liked to poke him on the back and ask him questions.

In the past few years, Fu Yue was secretly happy about this. Although the princess was the biological sister of the two princes, she only liked to poke him. He felt that Lu Zhen was more like his sister, so he would agree to her every request.

But what happened to her today?

Fu Yue was puzzled.

Just when he was wondering, Lu Zhen touched his back with her finger.

Lightly, like a feather, it passes through my heart.

Fu Yue paused for a moment and turned aside: "What does the princess want to ask?"

His nose was very straight, as if carved from jade. Lu Zhen stared at it and said, "Bring me the manual you usually write." He liked to summarize the knowledge taught by the lecturer every day, and he could get the general idea at a glance.

Fu Yue obeyed and presented the manual.

Lu Zhen said, "I'll return it to you in two days."

He saw her slender white fingers, like spring onions.

Thinking about Lu Wei saying she was fat, it seemed even more ridiculous.

"But I missed a few days because I caught a cold during that time..."

"Ah? You're actually sick?" Lu Zhen couldn't believe it. "You're so strong. I think the health of the imperial guards is not as good as yours."

Fu Yue chuckled: "But I am also a human being. How can a human not get sick? Can't you see that I have lost some weight?"

"Really?" Lu Zhen suddenly came up and stared at him.

It was so close that the tip of my nose almost touched my cheek.

Lu Zhen would sometimes be like this. He would always politely step back, but this time he did not move.

Their eyes met and their breathing became disordered.

Lu Zhen looked away and sat up straight: "I didn't see it."

Fu Yue said, "Maybe it's not obvious." Then he turned away.

During the break after class, the two of them would always talk. Lu Wei would take a glance at them and wonder if Fu Yue had any feelings for his sister. However, judging from the attitudes of his father and mother, they both turned a blind eye and must want to help him do so, so he did not interfere.

There are not many men in the world who are worthy of my sister, but Fu Yue must be one of them.

However, after becoming a royal consort, can Fu Yue still do what he wants to do?

Can you still go to war?

The imperial consort has always only held a vacant position...

Lu Wei shook his head slightly.

In the evening, Lu Zhen got on the carriage with the handbook.

Looking at that graceful figure, Fu Yue suddenly felt a little irritated.

This restlessness continued to haunt him, and he didn't understand why until one day his father asked him, "Do you have a crush on someone? Why are you so upset?" Then he suddenly realized that his feelings for Lu Zhen had changed.

Lu Zhen was no longer the lovely sister. In his eyes, she had become an extremely attractive woman.

Fu Yue had trouble sleeping that night.

He never thought of becoming Lu Zhen's consort.

Besides, Lu Zhen might not like him.

She just thought of him as a brother, right? Even though she never called him that.

I tossed and turned and gradually began to sweat.

He got up, took a shower and went back to sleep.

When he saw Lu Zhen again, he adjusted his mentality. He would still answer all her questions when she touched him and would still smile at her, but he no longer wrote the manual and would try his best to keep a distance between them.

Lu Zhen could sense that something was wrong.

"Why don't you write in the manual?" she asked dissatisfiedly. "I will skip a few days of classes every month. If you don't write it, I won't know what you have said." She would skip classes for four or five days every time she had her period, and Fu Yue knew that.

Fu Yue explained: "I am no longer suitable to continue to be a companion to the Crown Prince at this age. At most, I can accompany His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for a few more months...Princess, why don't you let the Second Prince learn to write a manual? The Second Prince has a good handwriting."

Without waiting for Lu Zhen to say anything, Lu Yu asked in surprise, "Are you going to be an official?"

"It's only a matter of time."

As the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion, it was easy for him to get a job in the court.

Lu Zhen didn't know what to say for a moment. After a moment of silence, she turned to look at Lu Yu and said, "Ah Yu, then you write it. This isn't difficult. I think it will be the same no matter who writes it!"

Lu Yu scratched her head and said, "Of course I can, but if my sister is not happy, you can't scold me."

"Um."

Lu Zhen was in low spirits and had no idea what the lecturer said next.

The next day, she failed to get up early and simply did not go to Chunhui Pavilion.

Seeing that she was unhappy, the maid asked, "Princess, what's wrong with you?"

"No..." Lu Zhen looked out the window at the bustling scene and suddenly asked, "Is there any good thing that never ends?"

"Of course, Princess, but there is still the next banquet."

She had no idea of ​​what she was thinking.

No, she herself doesn't know.

I don't know why I feel sad. It's just a handbook. Who can't write it? My brother also wrote it for her willingly. Why should I care about Fu Yue? He is not a member of their Lu family!

Sooner or later he will become an official, sooner or later he will...

The words "get married" flashed through his mind, and Lu Zhen bit his lower lip hard.

The next day, she still did not go to Chunhui Pavilion.

Lu Yu asked Lu Yu: "You are always with Zhen Er, what happened to her? Is she sick?"

"I am sick. Laziness."

Not knowing what those two were thinking, Fu Yue didn't quite believe it. He intuitively felt that it was related to the manual.

Is Lu Zhen angry?

It's possible that she has the temperament of a princess and is willful.

But he didn't want to apologize.

Now that I have decided to keep my distance, I can only pretend I don't know.

In the evening, Lu Yu went to Bixiao Palace to see her sister again.

"You won't not go tomorrow, will you? My brother asked about it."

"Is it only my brother who asked?"

"Um."

Lu Zhen frowned and slapped the chair handle.

Lu Yu observed her expression and said, "Sister, are you not going because you are angry with Brother Fu?"

Exposed, Lu Zhen refused to admit it: "How is it possible? Why should I be angry with him? Why should I be angry... I will go tomorrow," he stretched out his hand, "Where is your handbook, have you written it?"

Lu Yu said, "I don't have it with me. I'll show it to you tomorrow."

"good."

Lu Zhen asked him to stay here for dinner.

The next day he still didn't go on time and was late in the afternoon.

She was wearing a lilac-colored cross-breasted blouse with plum blossom patterns and a wide pleated skirt. In her hand she held a white silk fan embroidered with a peacock and a bamboo handle, and she looked graceful and elegant.

Fu Yue saluted as usual, but he couldn't help but look twice more.

He doesn't look haggard, so he's definitely not sick.

This time, Lu Zhen did not sit at the back, but sat next to Lu Yu.

When it was time to rest, he only talked to the two brothers and ignored Fu Yue at all.

Of course, Fu Yue didn't interrupt.

The two of them behaved unusually. Lu Wei saw that although his sister was smiling, her expression was unclear. He wondered how much she had guessed.

He suddenly said, "Zi Shang has reached the age to serve the court and should not come to Chunhui Pavilion anymore, but the same goes for you, sister... I will have to mention it to father someday. You have reached the age of marriage and are waiting to be married. It is time to choose a good consort."

Lu Zhen never expected him to say: "I'm only fifteen..."

Lu Yu interrupted her: "Is fifteen still too young? Don't ordinary girls choose their husbands at fifteen, get engaged at sixteen, and get married at seventeen?"

Fu Yue's heart sank when he heard this, and he couldn't help but look at Lu Zhen.

Being mentioned by his brother about his lifelong event, Lu Zhen was unhappy and frowned and said, "Brother, this matter is none of your business. Father and Mother have their own opinions. If you really take the initiative to mention it to Father, I will never talk to you again!"

Lu Yu was only ten years old, still relying on her sister's age, and was unwilling to see her get married: "Brother, my sister is a princess, not like an ordinary girl, so don't meddle in my business!"

However, Lu Wei had no such intention at all, he was just testing Fu Yue.

The choice is before him, and he has to choose one.

My sister is not decisive enough in this regard, or she is still ignorant. Is Fu Yue going to be the same?

"I can keep it to myself, but Zhen'er, wait one more year at the latest. Father will definitely ask you to choose a consort."

In fact, Lu Zhen hasn't thought about getting married yet.

She loves the palace and her family and doesn't want to leave here too early.

But all good things must come to an end...

As she thought about it, her eyes fell on Fu Yue.

As soon as their eyes met, she suddenly felt particularly aggrieved and blurted out, "Mr. Fu, you are the son of the Duke of Song, so you must know many young talents. Who do you think is more suitable to be the prince consort?"

Fu Yue: “…”

He must be crazy to introduce it to Lu Zhen!

Fu Yue: No.

Lu Wei: You can just name two.

Lu Zhen: ???

Fu Yue: Not just any random thing.