OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess Chapter 929: Exposing the Romance Between the Princess and M

After Huang Buren left.

Feng Fuce gently waved his sleeve.

An invisible light spread out.

He led her out of the wardrobe.

Zhi’er exhaled a breath: "You used an illusion spell, you should have told earlier, you made so nervous!"

Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow: "You didn’t give a chance to speak. I was about to tell you when you stuffed mushrooms into my mouth."

Zhi’er rembered how close they were just now and her face turned as red as if rouge had been spilled.

She muttered defensively: "Next ti, speak faster, and I won’t stuff anything."

Feng Fuce naturally held her hand and walked out.

Zhi’er asked, "They just ntioned a sacrifice. Normally, a ritual isn’t afraid of being discovered, which ans there’s probably sothing wrong with the sacrifice."

"Are we going to catch them now and question them, or should we wait until tomorrow to catch them in the act?"

Feng Fuce said calmly, "These villagers are cunning. Besides, if you go catch them now, it will just alert them, and if one or two get away, it won’t be good."

"Tomorrow’s ritual is definitely important to them, and they will surely all attend. Then we can catch them all at once. It will be more convenient."

Zhi’er nodded in agreent: "We can’t tell Master about this, in case the villagers notice sothing is wrong."

"When we have dinner tonight, I’ll use spells to help everyone."

Feng Fuce nodded: "But there’s sothing more important to do now."

Zhi’er blinked: "What is it?"

"The roasted mushrooms you fed just now were delicious. I’m a bit hungry, co with to eat so more."

Feng Fuce said calmly and steadily.

Zhi’er was first stunned, then couldn’t help but chuckle.

She was so nervous just now in the wardrobe.

Unexpectedly, he wasn’t nervous at all, and even had the mood to listen to the village chief while tasting the mushrooms.

Zhi’er and Feng Fuce walked back hand in hand, seen by quite a few people.

So classmates who understood just smiled, and so had teasing glances.

Then there was Fang Wushen, who was sulking and pulling at grass.

"What’s so good about Marquis Wan, with such a volatile temper and cold, ruthless character? Why would Zhi’er sister fancy him?"

He muttered to himself.

Completely unaware, Ge Qian behind him heard everything he said.

Ge Qian was a bit surprised.

She quickly returned to her friends and quietly shared the gossip she had overheard.

"No wonder the Xiu Luo Envoy always looks at us but ignores the Princess. Turns out the Princess has long been with Marquis Wan."

"With Marquis Wan personally watching over her, no one else needs to worry about the Princess’s safety."

"So say the Princess is fortunate, born noble, and blessed with fortune. Now even the cold Marquis Wan is under her sway."

"I think our outing this ti isn’t about painting or gaining knowledge at all, but to be a cover for their rendezvous!"

As Ge Qian said these things, she didn’t notice her slightly sour tone.

Seeing her going too far, her friend was secretly alard.

"You’d better stop saying such things. That’s the Princess; if she hears you talking like this, you’ll be in trouble!"

Ge Qian was a bit unconvinced: "She dares to do it, why can’t I say it?"

Despite her words, she still feared Zhi’er’s status and lowered her voice significantly.

Watching Zhi’er being surrounded and loved by the crowd.

Ge Qian snorted angrily.

Once she finds the opportunity to expose the relationship between the Princess and Marquis Wan, she’ll make sure everyone knows!