In the little one’s gaze filled with anticipation, and Feng Fuce’s eyes full of cold threats.
Lu Wang put the preserved fruit into his mouth, chewed twice, and swallowed it.
He couldn’t quite discern the taste.
Yet he still nodded expressionlessly: "Delicious."
Bai Zhi’er imdiately laughed heartily, like a delicate little flower swaying.
"The banquet is about to start, let’s go back!"
Then, the little one reached out his hand: "Brother Fu Ce, carry back, it’s too far to walk from here!"
Who made the Imperial Mansion so big?
Feng Fuce raised his black feather-like eyebrows: "Can’t walk by yourself, must be carried? If so, why did you run over here to join in the fun just now."
Despite saying that, he bent down at the first mont and took the little one into his arms.
"I heard soone took a little wooden figure and pasted Brother Fu Ce’s na on it, so I ca over imdiately to have a look!"
"Hmph, no one but can bully Brother Fu Ce!"
Bai Zhi’er finished speaking, took out preserved fruit from the waist bag and put it into Feng Fuce’s mouth.
Also did not forget to ask with a smile: "Tasty?"
Feng Fuce, savoring the fragrance, nodded with a hum: "Tasty, give another."
Lu Wang watched the two of them closely, seeing them getting along so well and intimately departing.
Lord Demon, who used to consider it impossible to glance at mortals more than once.
Now, actually eating what she gave!
Even actively asking for another!
Lu Wang couldn’t believe his eyes.
Halfway through walking, Bai Zhi’er suddenly let out a puzzled little baby voice.
"Eh? Brother Wangwang, why aren’t you walking? Follow us or be careful not to get lost!"
Feng Fuce stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at Lu Wang, his eyes returning to their cold and black look.
The young man urged: "Quickly."
Only then did Lu Wang take a step, following them in a daze.
For a brief mont, he was at a loss.
What did he originally co here to do?
At this mont.
In the main courtyard, guests who ca to purchase items crowded around.
Among them, there were so with noble deanor.
In a pavilion, sat a pair of siblings wearing veils.
Judging by their figures, the brother was about twelve or thirteen years old, and the sister around eight or nine.
Beside each of them stood four followers.
"Really don’t understand, why did brother’s master call him all the way here, just to attend such a banquet?"
The sister was the first to express dissatisfaction, cradling a teacup, her eyes full of critique.
The brother, with the corners of his eyes and brows dyed with a charming deanor,
gently shook his folding fan and laughed: "I heard that the master accepted the Princess Cui Cuo of Great Chu as his youngest closed-door disciple."
"This banquet is hosted by Princess Cui Cuo, perhaps the master feared there wouldn’t be enough guests, so specifically wrote to and a few senior brothers asking us to attend."
"But the senior brothers are all busy, so the important task fell upon . Though I didn’t want to bother coming to Great Chu, master’s reputation must still be honored."
Upon hearing this, the sister couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
"What kind of princess, not as good as , a Commandery Princess!"
"She organized this banquet supposedly to raise funds. A princess of a country needing to sell her belongings for silver, truly pathetic!"
The brother cast a sidelong glance at his sister.
His tone was smooth: "Best not speak too soon, Great Chu is vast and rich with resources, yet Chu Dynasty is newly founded, silver is needed everywhere."
"So as a princess, she surely won’t demand money from the court, this is a wise move."
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