OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess Chapter 904: Feng Fuce! Why Are You Still Angry?

Zhi’er looked at him, "Did you throw the stone and hit the back of a Group A classmate’s hand? Tell !"

Feng Fuce’s expression paused.

He averted his gaze, speaking coldly, "Are you upset because of this? So what if I did? Didn’t you win?"

Zhi’er pouted, "I won, but it was an unfair victory, everyone got hit, that’s cheating."

Feng Fuce frowned slightly, "I just wanted you to win, and besides, I didn’t hurt them, just made it impossible for them to compete with you."

"Brother Ce, this isn’t right! It’s too unfair."

After she said this, she saw Feng Fuce looking at her with cold, dark eyes.

The emotions inside were surging, like a dark overcast sky pressing down.

"Zhi’er, why do you always emphasize fairness? In this world, even in the Three Realms, is there really such a thing as fairness?"

"Immortals talk about equality of life, but why do they see demons as inherently evil?"

Zhi’er had never heard him speak so seriously.

She was startled at first, "But you can’t..."

"Can’t what? Can’t help you, can’t use my own thods to let you win?" Feng Fuce quickly interrupted her.

His cold eyes deepened, "Do you think what I did affected fairness?"

"But everyone has their own choices and preferences, even gods can’t be truly fair. I just want to be biased towards you, is that not allowed?"

"I just want you to win, I want you to be happy."

Zhi’er’s lips parted slightly, she couldn’t find words to refute, nor could she bla Feng Fuce.

He ant well for her, what right did she have to bla him?

Zhi’er cald down.

She pursed her lips, wanting to say sothing to ease the situation.

But Feng Fuce suddenly said, "Are you thinking of saying you don’t want to talk to again?"

Zhi’er was stunned.

Previously, when they were outside, during a squabble on the road, Zhi’er got angry and said she wouldn’t talk to Feng Fuce anymore.

Then, she got off the carriage by herself, almost making Feng Fuce unable to find her.

Zhi’er rembered, that ti Feng Fuce was extrely anxious.

But they made up quickly.

Zhi’er almost forgot, she didn’t expect Feng Fuce to rember.

She frowned, "I wasn’t planning to say that!"

Feng Fuce gave a self-mocking smile, he moved to get off the carriage.

"Where are you going!" Zhi’er asked.

Feng Fuce’s voice was cold, "Since you find annoying and think my favoritism towards you is unfair, why should I stay here?"

Zhi’er watched as he got off the carriage without looking back.

She leaned out of the window, watching Feng Fuce’s receding back.

The girl, exasperated, shouted, "Feng Fuce! Why are you getting mad, just leave, you... you better not co looking for again!"

She let down the curtain, sitting back angrily.

Chu Ping and Lei Hu exchanged glances, not knowing what happened.

Did they have an argunt?

"Princess..." Lei Hu called softly.

Inside the carriage, Zhi’er’s angry voice ca through —

"Back to the palace! Ignore him!"

Lei Hu and Chu Ping had no choice but to comply.

Back at Ruizhu Palace, Qingi prepared Zhi’er’s favorite sweet soup.

However, the girl had no heart to enjoy it.

She leaned against the table looking at the courtyard, Qingi even felt the Princess seed sowhat lost.

"Princess, are you feeling bored? Should I call Little Dizi and the others to play jump rope with you?"

Zhi’er weakly shook her head, "I don’t want to."

Qingi thought for a mont, "Then, do you want to admire the flowers?"

Zhi’er still shook her head.