Zhi’er blinked her long, curled lashes.
"Big brother, he’s already admitted his mistake and has been punished, so why not let him go?"
Bai Xuanmo raised an eyebrow: "How can that be? His behavior is like that of a street bully, and this is certainly not the first ti. The fact I encountered him today ans his fate should end here."
"Isn’t my sister the one who despises those who are corrupt? How about I cut his flesh piece by piece and exchange it for silver to help the poor?"
He was trying all ans to please his sister.
However, Zhi’er puffed out her pink cheeks, feeling it was a bit grueso.
She spoke softly and pitifully, "But big brother, this isn’t good, I’m scared."
Bai Xuanmo was taken aback.
That’s true, his sister is still young.
He rarely showed a gentle smile.
"Don’t be afraid, I’ll have soone take him to the butcher to deal with him, so you won’t have to see."
With that said, Bai Xuanmo looked up, ready to call the housekeeper to carry it out.
The little one quickly hugged his arm.
"Big brother, let’s not do this. Maybe he was just in a hurry and wanted to deliver the statue to uncle. How about we hand him over to uncle to deal with?"
Bai Xuanmo frowned: "Uncle is often not in the capital; I haven’t seen him in half a year. Where could we find him?"
Zhi’er thought for a mont: "Hmm, why don’t we go to his house and check?"
Bai Xuanmo was silent.
He thought it was too troubleso.
Anyway, even if he killed the man, Prince Qing wouldn’t bla him.
But Zhi’er was determined to stop her brother from committing murder.
A perfectly good brother shouldn’t beco more and more brutal and bloodthirsty!
The little one used her willful strength, clinging tightly to Bai Xuanmo’s arm.
"Brother, please, please! Just take it as accompanying on a trip." She kicked her little legs backward, pulling and tugging.
Seeing her like this, Bai Xuanmo couldn’t help but laugh: "Alright, alright, I’ll go along with you and spare his life for now."
With that, he picked up Zhi’er and said to the housekeeper, "Keep an eye on this Junior Officer; whether he lives or dies, we’ll decide when we return."
"Yes."
Afterward, the siblings took a carriage and went to Prince Qing Mansion.
After the conflict with Bai Xilie, Prince Qing rarely interacted with the family, traveling mysteriously, making him hard to encounter.
At the entrance, Bai Xuanmo stated his purpose for visiting.
As expected, the gatekeeper said, "I’m really sorry, Young Master, little princess, but our prince left half a month ago and hasn’t returned yet."
Bai Xuanmo had already anticipated this.
He bent down and said to Zhi’er, "See, sister, I wasn’t lying to you; uncle really often isn’t ho."
After speaking, he showed a handso, gentle smile: "Let’s go back and kill the man first."
Zhi’er quickly jumped down from his arms.
"Brother, wait!" She waved her small hand, imitating a model.
"Let’s wait inside; maybe uncle will co back? Besides, Zhi’er has never been to uncle’s house and wants to look around."
Bai Xuanmo hesitated: "But he’s not ho, if we go in, isn’t it inappropriate?"
Zhi’er blinked her bright, watery eyes like a cat eagerly anticipating fish treats.
"Brother~ I’m begging you."
After a brief mont of silence.
Bai Xuanmo grabbed his sister’s small hand and told the gatekeeper, "We ca by carriage and are tired; bring us so tea, and we’ll rest for a bit before leaving."
With that said, the siblings swaggered into Prince Qing Mansion, as if entering their own ho without a care.
The gatekeeper wanted to stop them but didn’t dare to offend them, so he quickly followed behind.
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