Evening.
Bai Zhi’er accompanied Qingi to the Xiuluo Guard.
Feng Fuce happened to be away.
However, Chu Ping knew Bai Zhi’er had arrived and was delighted, waving his arms and legs around.
"Princess, I heard from Guoguo that you traveled all over Great Qin with the Marquis, I’m so envious!"
Bai Zhi’er grinned, sizing up Chu Ping.
"What’s there to envy? Once you’re completely healed, we’ll take you out too."
"Brother Chu Ping, I see you can walk just fine, you must be much better now, right?"
Chu Ping nodded, and promptly did a backflip.
"I’ve already recovered, just a minor injury!"
His action elicited a shocked gasp from Qingi.
Qingi scolded slightly angrily, "Can you be more careful? You just got better, if you get hurt again carelessly, it’ll be a case of joy turning into sorrow!"
Chu Ping chuckled, "I trust that no matter how many tis I get injured, Xiao i will take good care of ."
Qingi rolled her eyes, "Take care of you? Where do you get such confidence? If you get hurt again, I won’t care about your life and death."
"Loose tongue but soft heart, that’s what I like," Chu Ping teased.
Qingi’s face suddenly blushed, and she glared at Chu Ping, "The Princess is here, stop talking nonsense!"
Chu Ping withdrew his sticky, heated gaze, and then earnestly reported to Bai Zhi’er, "Tomorrow, I can resu my duties."
"It’s hard on the Marquis, just returned, yet he has to take Lei Hu on a journey early tomorrow."
"Princess, the Marquis doesn’t want to take , can you speak on my behalf?"
"Otherwise, I’ll be the only idle person left with the Xiuluo Guard for long!"
Bai Zhi’er’s big eyes were clear as she laughed, "Isn’t idleness good? To be a wealthy idle person is a skill too."
"Moreover, Brother Fu Ce not taking you is because he knows you haven’t fully recovered. He’s being considerate."
Chu Ping bead warmly, "Of course, the Marquis is the best. Being able to work with him is definitely a fortune cultivated in a past life."
Bai Zhi’er picked up the prepared orange beside her.
She peeled the orange skin, putting a sweet segnt into her mouth.
Tasting the flavor reminded her of her childhood.
Back then, Brother Fu Ce was also mischievous, blindfolding her and not revealing his true identity.
Reflecting on the past, Bai Zhi’er felt sowhat puzzled.
The world’s opinions of Feng Fuce were almost polarizing.
Those who appreciated him truly admired him, while those who disliked him greatly condemned him.
The corrupt officials described Feng Fuce as a villain laden with cris.
Yet, the brothers in Xiuluo Guard who followed Feng Fuce through life and death were imnsely loyal to him.
Despite his noble background, Chu Ping was wholeheartedly loyal to Feng Fuce as well.
Every ti he ntions him, it’s always in praise.
Bai Zhi’er chewed on the orange, savoring the sweet taste.
She murmured, "Brother Chu Ping, I’ve always been curious, how did you et Brother Fu Ce?"
Chu Ping was teasing Qingi, nearly receiving a slap from her.
Upon hearing, he imdiately restrained his playful deanor.
Recalling the past, Chu Ping’s face only showed admiration for Feng Fuce.
"In the past, everyone thought I ca from a noble background but was incompetent, and sotis even though I ant well in helping others, things always went awry."
"Ultimately, not only did I not get thanked, but I was blad by others. Over ti, I beca dejected and disappointed about my future."
"But during a journey, I saw the young Marquis calmly directing strategies behind the Xiu Luo Envoy, gradually capturing a group of bandits hidden nearby!"
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