OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess Chapter 876: I Want to Get Angry Too, But They Say We’re Hus

The carriage stopped in front of the Yuelao Temple in the city.

Quite a few couples ca together, laughing and chatting as they left.

There were also so young gentlen and ladies, accompanied by their families, coming to seek an oracle for their romance.

Feng Fuce followed Bai Zhi’er into the Yuelao Temple.

He couldn’t help but glance sideways at her, and his ink-black eyes seed to hold so joy.

"Why did you bring here?" Feng Fuce asked, feigning calm.

Bai Zhi’er looked around, seemingly searching for sothing.

Without a second thought, she replied, "If not you, who else would I bring?"

This statent brought a slight smile to the usually cold lips of Marquis Wan.

He nodded, "That’s true."

Who else could it be but him?

Bai Zhi’er’s eyes brightened, "Over there, let’s go and ask for two pieces of Red Rope."

She grabbed Feng Fuce’s wrist and headed towards the main hall of the Yuelao Temple.

Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce lined up, waiting for the elder at the door of the main hall to hand out the Red Rope.

The couple standing before them seed to have just married.

The woman sweetly leaned against her husband.

Her voice was as tender as honey: "My dear, they say Yue Lao binds destinies. Is this Red Rope really that magical?"

Her husband hugged his wife, laughing heartily: "Of course, these Red Ropes are here every day, under the influence of the Yuelao Temple’s incense and smoke, they must carry so Spiritual Energy."

"They say as long as each of us wears one on our wrist, we will never part for life."

The woman was overjoyed, "You’re amazing, hubby, you know so much."

Then, she puckered her lips brashly: "I greatly admire you~"

"Darling, too, mwah~~ mwah~~" The man gave her a deep, tender, lingering kiss.

Behind them, Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce: "..."

They are absolutely inseparable.

The people in front had already collected their Red Rope and left.

These two were still whispering and occasionally laughing.

Feng Fuce could not bear it anymore.

He coldly spoke up: "Do you want the Red Rope or not? If not, go ho and kiss, don’t block the way."

The man imdiately turned around, glaring at Feng Fuce.

"Hmph! You obviously don’t understand romance."

The woman beside him nodded, pointing at Feng Fuce.

"Poor your wife, suffering by your side! So handso, yet grumpy like an ice cube, what lady would like that?"

Feng Fuce was taken aback.

She probably thought Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce were a married couple.

Upon hearing them talk about Feng Fuce, Bai Zhi’er imdiately placed her hands on her hips: "What are you saying? Kissing in public is inappropriate!"

For the first ti, Feng Fuce pulled her back.

"Let it go, don’t lower yourself to their level."

Bai Zhi’er was indignant: "But..."

Feng Fuce held her hand: "I’ll take you to eat later, don’t waste ti with them."

This made Bai Zhi’er hold back.

The couple in front snorted, collected their Red Rope, and left affectionately.

Given Feng Fuce’s nature, he wouldn’t normally let this slide.

But... they called them a couple.

Could they look like a married couple?

Bai Zhi’er stepped forward and received two pieces of Red Rope from the elder at the main hall.

Indeed, they had been influenced by incense.

Putting it under her nose to sll, it carried a soothing scent of sandalwood.

Bai Zhi’er handed the Red Rope to Feng Fuce: "Keep it with you for now, give it to when I ask for it."

Feng Fuce took it and imdiately placed it in his arms.

This...

Was their Red Rope.

He smiled gently, quite a graceful and handso look.