"Who told you not to listen." Feng Fuce replied coldly.
"I'm just cuddling!" The little one would never concede!
In the end, when the carriage was almost at the palace gate.
Bai Zhi'er suddenly scratched her head, "Brother Fu Ce, did we forget sothing?"
Feng Fuce carried the little one out of the carriage, his sleeve showing a large wet stain.
His expression was gloomy, as if displeased.
"Forget what? Not important."
He intended to send this mischievous little one back to Ruizhu Palace right away.
At the sa ti.
Chu Ping exited from the back door of Prince Kang's Mansion.
Looking at the empty street.
"Could it be... the Marquis and the Princess left without waiting for !?"
He felt utterly powerless.
The timing of Bai Zhi'er's return was just right.
Qingi, seeing her co back, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After sending her off, Feng Fuce turned and left with a stern face.
Bai Zhi'er felt much happier.
She even stood on her tiptoes, waving her hand, "Brother Fu Ce, I'll co find you to play next ti!"
Feng Fuce stopped his steps, turned around, and after giving the little one a dark and piercing look, walked away.
That expression, clearly one of displeasure, yet seed to carry a faint hint of grievance.
Qingi watched him leave.
She approached curiously, asking, "Your Highness, why does the Marquis seem unhappy, did he bully you?"
"No!" Bai Zhi'er ran into the hall with her little feet: "Brother Fu Ce is really nice, he even wiped my nose for ! He's so good at taking care of people!"
Upon hearing this, Qingi found it rather peculiar.
So Marquis Wan also has such a gentle side?
Qingi smiled gleefully.
As she helped Bai Zhi'er change clothes, she casually remarked, "Our Princess is just so adorable, even soone like Marquis Wan, the Evil God, becos attentive!"
Feng Fuce returned to the Xiuluo Guard.
He took off his cloak and tossed it to a Xiu Luo Envoy.
"Throw it away." He said coldly.
He hated being close to anyone, neither liked it nor was used to it!
If it weren't for the food, he would've eaten that lucky dumpling in the carriage just now.
Thinking about this, Feng Fuce suddenly felt that his description was a bit off.
What did he an by food?
He didn't care.
He would no longer feel any reluctance towards Bai Zhi'er in the future either.
The Xiu Luo Envoy held the clothes, only to see the Marquis frowning, his usually cold and calm gaze now having an unusual hint of irritability.
Who upset the great Evil God?
He imdiately said, "I will take care of it right away."
However, before the Xiu Luo Envoy could leave.
They heard Feng Fuce's cold voice: "Wait."
The Xiu Luo Envoy turned back, cautiously asking, "Does the Marquis have any other instructions?"
Feng Fuce stared at the clothes in his hand.
The storm in his eyes had cald down.
He slowly exhaled, finally saying, "Take it to be washed, don't throw it away!"
The Xiu Luo Envoy was stunned, dared not ask more: "Yes,"
That night.
Bai Zhi'er dread she was back in the nine layered heaven.
She sat in front of her favorite person-high glass carved mirror.
Her beautiful and gentle mother stood behind her, using Galaxy Water to gently comb her soft black hair.
"Mother, today I saw Uncle!" Bai Zhi'er swung her little white feet.
Her round face was sweetly and adorably smiling.
"Mother saw everything" Jing Jia's voice was gentle.
And she lowered her head, giving her daughter's little face a kiss, "Zhi Bao is
really great."
Bai Zhi'er said softly, "I rember what mother said, to turn those naughty brothers into good people."
"But..." the little one felt a bit puzzled: "Mother, where exactly is the Great Demon Venerate that you said could destroy the world and heaven?"
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