Bai Xuanmo didn’t plan to talk about past events that might trouble his younger sister.
He just looked around: "I rember that tiger skin was placed on the chair. How co it’s gone? Maybe it was put away. Sister, wait a mont, I’ll go and have a look over there."
The study was large, and Bai Xuanmo walked into a narrow aisle between the bookshelves.
Bai Zhi’er withdrew her gaze, curiously looking at the books beside her.
She reached out her little hand to touch them. Almost every book here was dust-free.
The little one blinked with curiosity.
Could the house servants co in to clean every day?
Suddenly.
Bai Zhi’er saw an oddly-shaped vase placed in a pavilion.
The other pavilions held books, only this one had a vase.
The little one walked over, stood on tiptoe, and was about to take it down to examine.
But then she heard Bai Xuanmo laughing from over there: "Found it, here."
Bai Zhi’er withdrew her little hand and instead ran back to Bai Xuanmo happily.
She saw Bai Xuanmo place the tiger’s head on top of his own, drape in the tiger skin, and jump out with a shout.
Not only did it not scare Bai Zhi’er, but the little one instead let out a sweet, clear laugh.
"Big brother, you’re so silly, a tiger’s roar goes ’roar,’ not ’ah.’"
She cleared her throat and made a soft and cute sound: "Awoo~"
Bai Xuanmo laughed heartily, looking dotingly at his little sister.
"That’s a kitten’s call, right? How is that like a tiger?"
Bai Zhi’er put her hands on her hips in annoyance: "It’s a tiger!"
"Alright, we’ve seen enough. Sister, let’s go back and deal with that man." Bai Xuanmo said with a grin.
Bai Zhi’er’s little face stiffened.
How co big brother still can’t forget about that?
Oh, she refuses to believe it!
"Oh dear, suddenly my tummy is hungry. Brother, take to eat first. Of utmost importance is to fill the belly!"
Bai Xuanmo chuckled: "You little foodie."
He placed the tiger skin on the chair, held his sister’s hand, and closed the door, leaving the study.
After their footsteps faded away.
The vase moved slightly, and the bookshelf beside the wall rotated open, revealing a tall and handso man stepping out from inside.
His dark eyes were stern and cold, gazing at the tiger skin on the chair.
Almost let the little rascal into the secret room.
Later, Bai Zhi’er stalled until evening before persuading Bai Xuanmo to spare the Junior Officer’s life.
The Junior Officer was tied to a tree, sun-soaked all day, already passed out long ago in fright.
Upon returning to the palace, the little one was exhausted.
She took the tea that Qingi offered and drank it eagerly.
Qingi couldn’t help but laugh: "Didn’t Your Highness go to play with the Eldest Heir? Doesn’t Rui’s Mansion have water? Why is the Princess so thirsty?"
Bai Zhi’er sprawled on the table, her chubby cheeks squished flat, her sparkling black eyes full of resentnt.
"It’s all big brother’s fault, insisting on trying to kill soone. My mouth was almost smoking from persuasion!"
Qingi was startled: "Kill soone? Wasn’t Your Highness scared?"
Bai Zhi’er sat up, boasting with a smile: "Of course not, because with around, brother won’t kill anyone."
As she finished speaking, a little palace Servant reported from the doorway: "Your Highness, Marquis Wan has arrived."
Bai Zhi’er imdiately smiled adorably: "Let him in."
And shortly after, Feng Fuce’s familiar cold eyes appeared within Ruizhu Palace.
Behind him was Chu Ping.
Qingi cast a sidelong glance at Chu Ping, refusing to show a good face.
Bai Zhi’er, however, noticed that Chu Ping’s clothes had changed recently.
"Wow, Brother Chu Ping, did you dress up specially today?"
His posture was upright, clothes were exquisite and elegant, adorned with a jade crown and gemstone ring, shedding the official robe of the Xiu Luo Envoy, looking like a true gentleman.
Chu Ping’s face turned red, stamring: "Your Highness, this humble servant has a request today."
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