OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess

Yuzhou is not far from the Capital, and if the carriage travels fast, it can arrive in five hours.

Bai Zhi’er blinked: "Why go to Yuzhou to admire flowers?"

Feng Fuce chuckled: "There is a peony in Yuzhou that is said to bloom only once in a hundred years, and it suddenly bloomed this time, so I wanted to take you to have a look."

Upon hearing this, Bai Zhi’er immediately nodded: "Alright!"

She and Feng Fuce walked hand in hand along the palace road, chatting and laughing.

"Then tomorrow afternoon, I’ll come to Ruizhu Palace to pick you up."

"Mm!" Bai Zhi’er said: "Okay, you don’t need to see me off, go back to Xiuluo Guard."

Feng Fuce thought about it, quickly resolving matters so he could take Bai Zhi’er on time tomorrow.

With that in mind, he smiled lightly and said: "Alright, then I’ll go first."

After he left, Bai Zhi’er kept standing in place, watching his back.

Feng Fuce turned back often, each time seeing Bai Zhi’er’s sweet smile.

He couldn’t help but smile warmly.

Chu Ping, following beside him, couldn’t help but chuckle seeing his marquis this way.

Not until Feng Fuce’s figure was out of sight did Bai Zhi’er turn around, happily bouncing and preparing to return to Ruizhu Palace.

However, as she turned, she saw her mother and father, hand in hand at the end of the palace road.

Their gazes, directed at her, were full of curiosity and scrutiny.

Especially Jing Jia’s expression, which Bai Zhi’er couldn’t quite read.

Her sweet smile froze instantly.

The young girl coughed lightly, silently walking to Bai Xilie and Jing Jia.

"Father, Mother, why are you here, are you out to admire flowers?"

Bai Xilie, never one to be stern with his daughter, cheerfully asked: "Zhi’er, why was Marquis Wan holding your hand just now?"

"You’re grown up now, you should know that men and women should keep their distance. The way you walked together was too intimate."

Bai Zhi’er lowered her head: "Brother Fu Ce and I have always been like this from childhood. When Father was busy, it was always Brother Fu Ce accompanying me."

Her pitiful tone reminded Bai Xilie of the times when his busy schedule rarely allowed him to accompany his daughter.

In that regard, Feng Fuce was indeed praiseworthy.

No wonder Bai Zhi’er relied on him.

Jing Jia saw through her daughter’s little thoughts.

She gently asked: "What were you two talking about just now, you were smiling like a little flower."

Bai Zhi’er’s cheeks blushed: "Brother Fu Ce said he would take me to Yuzhou to admire flowers tomorrow."

Bai Xilie was surprised: "He’s admiring flowers? I’ve assigned him so much work, has he finished it all that he thinks of flower viewing!"

Jing Jia glanced at her husband.

"Didn’t you just approve his request for a five-day leave this morning? How could you forget so quickly, see what kind of memory you have!"

Bai Xilie furrowed his brows slightly: "Did I?"

He couldn’t be blamed; at that time, with Jing Jia beside him grinding ink, he really couldn’t concentrate.

Bai Zhi’er’s bright and lively eyes darted around: "Father, Mother, since I’ve informed you today, tomorrow I’ll go with Brother Fu Ce to Yuzhou!"

"We’ll be back once the five days are over, so I’ll take it as you both agreeing!"

Bai Xilie frowned, wanting to object, but couldn’t bear to dismiss his daughter’s words.

Jing Jia remained composed: "Before you set off, isn’t he supposed to come to Ruizhu Palace to pick you up?"

Bai Zhi’er obediently nodded.

Jing Jia said: "Before you set off, have him come meet me and your father, we have some questions for him."

Bai Zhi’er was stunned.

"Ah? But..."

Jing Jia interrupted her daughter’s hesitation: "What’s the matter, are you worried we’ll make things difficult for him?"

Bai Xilie chimed in: "It’s only right to make things difficult..."

Before he finished, Jing Jia nudged him with her elbow.

Bai Xilie complied and kept quiet.

Bai Zhi’er hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Alright."

Judging by her parents’ attitude, it seemed like Brother Fu Ce might face some challenges.