OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess Chapter 1157: You’re Her Blood Brother, He’s Her Sweetheart

Bai Zhi’er let the painting dry and wrote a letter, planning to ask the Xiu Luo Envoy to send it out at the next dock.

Feng Fuce glanced at the sky, stood up, and said blandly, "It’s getting late, let’s rest."

His gaze shifted to Bai Xingye.

Indicating for him to leave first.

Bai Xingye, however, fixed his eyes on Feng Fuce: "The Marquis is correct, so why don’t you leave first?"

Every night, the two of them would stare at each other.

Feng Fuce originally didn’t want to pay attention, but as long as he was within Bai Zhi’er’s vicinity, Bai Xingye would watch closely.

Bai Zhi’er blinked her round eyes: "Why don’t the two of you leave together?"

However, the doorfra of the cabin wasn’t wide, so they had to squeeze a bit.

Feng Fuce looked coldly at Bai Xingye: "What is the Princely Heir guarding against? Could it be that I intend to act improperly towards the Princess?"

Bai Xingye raised his voice: "Of course, you dare not and cannot!"

"Watching over my sister is my duty as a brother, you, as the Marquis Wan, should protect the safety of everyone on the ship, there’s no need to stay in my sister’s room all the ti."

Feng Fuce listened to his words, pursed his thin lips, and let out a cold laugh.

"You get angry just because I’m staying in her room, then in the dream..."

Bai Zhi’er seed to guess what he wanted to say.

She exclaid "Wow" and jumped up as if her hair had been bristled, directly leaping in front of Feng Fuce, standing on tiptoe to cover his mouth.

Blocking his voice instantly under her palm.

Feng Fuce lowered his eyes to look at her, a hint of amusent flashing through his eyes.

He knew Bai Zhi’er misunderstood; he wasn’t intending to speak about their dream wedding.

He simply wanted to say: "In the dream where she appeared, does the Princely Heir also need to intervene?"

But Bai Zhi’er held on too tightly, so he could only remain silent.

Bai Xingye had already furrowed his brows in suspicion.

Especially since Bai Zhi’er responded so quickly, making him even more puzzled.

"What in the dream, how was the dream? What do you want to say?"

Bai Zhi’er laughed dryly: "Brother Ce didn’t want to say anything, Sixth Brother, don’t you know him? He has a sharp tongue but is actually a good person!"

"Brother Ce has worked so hard on this journey." She said while laughing, turning her head to secretly give Feng Fuce a glare.

Feng Fuce obediently let her hold his mouth, a gentle, fond look appearing in his eyes.

He remained perfectly still and just let her do as she liked.

After all, whatever Bai Zhi’er said at this mont, he agreed with.

Bai Xingye frowned: "Why is my sister only praising him? Hasn’t your brother done enough?"

"When you’re not around, who’s taking care of Guoguo, worrying he will fall, be hard, or stumble into a pit."

"You two treat him like a son, and I’m also very attentive towards Guoguo, so, sister, would you say Sixth Brother isn’t good?"

Bai Xingye’s jealous tone made Bai Zhi’er at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

She said coyly: "I never said Sixth Brother isn’t good, Brother Ce is simply different!"

Bai Xingye crossed his arms: "What makes him different?"

Bai Zhi’er was rendered speechless for a mont, then said after a long pause: "You are the real brother."

Bai Xingye, hearing this, had a trace of pride flash in his cold black eyes.

He glanced at Feng Fuce: "Did you hear that? I am the real brother, so Marquis Wan, don’t entertain any inappropriate thoughts."

Bai Zhi’er was afraid he would continue speaking, leading Feng Fuce to respond in ways that might shock people.

She quickly said: "It’s getting late, Brother, please go rest, let’s have breakfast together tomorrow morning."

Bai Xingye nodded, listening: "I will go to rest now."

Turning, he coolly said: "The Marquis should leave too, right?"