The brothel madam looked troubled, yet tried hard to maintain a smile.
"Marquis, who are you looking for? Let help you."
At that mont, Prince Kang ca rushing out of a room on the second floor, exclaiming.
He was flushed from drinking, initially intoxicated, but was now sobered by the fright.
"Why are you here?!" Prince Kang clung to the railing, looking fearfully at the group of black-clad Xiuluo Envoys.
Zhi’er pointed with her little hand: "Third Uncle is there!"
Feng Fuce pushed aside the brothel madam and said coldly, "He’s already been found."
Then, the young man tilted his head up and instructed, "Bring down Prince Kang."
The brothel madam was taken aback.
The Xiuluo Guard always worked for the Emperor, arresting corrupt officials. Could it be that this ti, Prince Kang was in trouble?
But he is the Emperor’s own brother!
The brothel madam hurriedly retreated behind a nearby pillar, observing the situation.
The patrons in the surrounding rooms, whose pleasure was interrupted, were initially in a foul mood, but upon seeing Feng Fuce, they all obediently retreated back into their rooms, quietly closing the doors.
The Xiuluo Guard, a place both feared by gods and dreaded by ghosts.
No one wanted to provoke them any further.
When Prince Kang was being half-escorted down by the Xiuluo Envoys, his legs were trembling.
"Marquis Wan, I was just having a drink and listening to so music, is it necessary for you to make such a big fuss?"
As Prince Kang spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked in terror, "Could it be that my second brother sent you to catch ?!"
Bai Xilie had warned him that if he continued his reckless ways, Bai Xilie would take strict asures to "rectify family customs."
Feng Fuce crossed his arms, shielding Bai Zhi’er in front of him, and said coldly, "It wasn’t ; soone else is looking for you."
"Who?"
Feng Fuce stepped aside, revealing Bai Zhi’er sitting on a chair, holding a pastry, her face lighting up with a smile as she waved: "Third Uncle, it’s !"
Prince Kang’s eyes widened, wiping away cold sweat: "Zhi’er, it’s you."
He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the next mont, he beca even more frightened.
"How did you end up in a brothel!"
Prince Kang looked at Feng Fuce, angrily but uncertainly, "Well, Marquis Wan, you actually dared to bring the Princess to such a place!"
Bai Zhi’er softly spoke: "Nope, I didn’t see Third Uncle in the Imperial Mansion, and heard you ca here to drink and relax, so I ca by carriage myself."
Prince Kang’s face instantly turned ashen.
The little one smiled adorably: "Third Uncle, surprised?"
For Prince Kang, it was only surprise, without joy.
It’s over, it’s totally over.
This ti he’s truly dood.
His antics might not have been a big deal to Bai Xilie.
But causing Bai Zhi’er to co to a brothel would surely make his second brother Bai Xilie skin him alive.
Prince Kang forced a laugh, stamring, "Zhi’er, if there’s sothing important, you could have waited until Third Uncle returned to the Imperial Mansion to discuss, why co looking for ?"
"There are all sorts of people here; what if you encountered an assassin or a bad person, how dangerous!"
Bai Zhi’er’s round and cute little face was full of innocent calmness.
She softly said, "I did encounter one."
Prince Kang gasped: "What? There really was an assassin?"
Bai Zhi’er nodded: "But, Brother Ce already dealt with it."
Prince Kang’s knees went weak, and he sat on the ground with a thud.
This ti, he’s completely ruined!
He not only got Bai Zhi’er to co to a brothel, but also let her almost run into an assassination!
Prince Kang could already foresee that tomorrow when he goes to the palace, even if he voluntarily begs for forgiveness, his second brother Bai Xilie will beat him half to death.
He quickly got up: "Zhi’er, let’s go, Third Uncle will take you ho, we can’t stay here for long!"
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