OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess Chapter 727: Brother Fu Ce’s Comfort Is Truly Unique

Bai Zhi’er lowered her long eyelashes, a bit lost: "But my uncle and I have no grievances or enmities, why would he do such a thing."

Feng Fuce noticed the little one’s sadness.

He pursed his thin lips and said, "But even with the private seal, it doesn’t prove this was arranged by Prince Qing."

Feng Fuce’s icy gaze turned to the housekeeper.

"After all, even he himself said he had never seen Prince Qing, everything was just through letters."

Bai Zhi’er perked up and snorted heavily.

With a cute fierceness, she questioned: "Then tell , why did my uncle arrange for you to cause trouble!"

The housekeeper cried out for injustice: "In the letter, Prince said that as long as I prevented the Princess’s Wen Mansion from being completed on ti, the longer the better."

Bai Zhi’er puffed her pink cheeks, like a puzzled little cotton candy cloud.

"But... why would uncle want to stop the Wen Mansion from opening?"

The housekeeper sighed deeply: "Oh, Princess, little ancestor, why? Do you know how many people secretly resent you for opening a Wen Mansion to help the poor study?"

"Those wealthy young masters rely on their family backgrounds, and you set up a Wen Mansion allowing the poor to study and compete with the noble young masters for official positions. Isn’t that why people hate it?"

"Fengchao Mansion has damaged the interests of so many officials and nobles, think about it!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhi’er lowered her little head even more sadly.

"So, does uncle also feel that what I did has hard his interests?"

The little one was downcast, with big watery eyes full of pitiful expressions.

Seeing this, Feng Fuce stepped forward and kicked again, breaking another arm of the housekeeper.

"Ah—" the housekeeper scread miserably again.

Feng Fuce coldly rebuked: "Too much talk."

He took Bai Zhi’er’s hand and instructed Lu Wang: "Gag him and give him eighty-eight lashes."

"Yes." Lu Wang cupped his hands.

Feng Fuce took Bai Zhi’er to the courtyard.

Lu Wang closed the door, and although Bai Zhi’er could not see, she could occasionally hear the housekeeper’s muffled screams like a slaughtered pig.

Feng Fuce stood under the tree; his handso and cold brows and eyes bathed in moonlight.

He bent down, looking at Bai Zhi’er, and said: "As long as you believe you’re doing the right thing, don’t care what others think, even if that person is your relative."

Bai Zhi’er’s skin appeared delicate and radiant in the night.

Her eyes were clear and black, yet carried a hint of lancholy.

"Even a small housekeeper knows the Wen Mansion harms many people’s interests. So, are the officials who usually greet with smiles secretly cursing in their hearts?"

Feng Fuce gazed intently, silent for a mont.

He said lightly: "You are at least better than ."

Bai Zhi’er looked at him, puzzled.

Feng Fuce chuckled: "So of them curse not only in their hearts but also aloud."

Bai Zhi’er burst into laughter.

Her bright eyes curved: "Brother Ce, why are you using your experiences to comfort !"

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows: "I’m speaking the truth; so unnecessary barking need not enter the ears."

Bai Zhi’er bounced a little: "Of course I know! When doing the right thing, no matter how hard, we must persist. But..."

Feng Fuce patiently asked: "But what?"

"But, Brother Ce, you have to treat to Xijiang Yue tomorrow, only then can I completely forget the little sadness this has brought."

Under the moonlight, the little one smiled smartly, cunning like a little fox.

Feng Fuce couldn’t help but smile lightly: "So greedy?"

Bai Zhi’er retorted angrily: "It’s just one al, Brother Ce, don’t be so stingy!"

"By the way, you said last ti you wanted to buy Xijiang Yue; how about discussing the price with the shopkeeper tomorrow?"

"Forget it! Brother Ce, managing the Xiuluo Guard is already hard enough, if you manage a restaurant too, wouldn’t you be busier? Just take there once every few days, that’s enough!"

Feng Fuce’s eyes were dark and joyful: "Alright, I promise you."

The two exchanged a smile, under the moonlight, among the shadows of the flowers, particularly affectionate.