OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess

But they can deceive others, yet they can’t deceive Feng Fuce.

Dead or not, he only needs one look to see.

Being burned to death in a great fire is considered wrongful death.

Usually, the place of wrongful death will leave behind various obsessions from the deceased.

These things are most easily transformed into Demonic Qi.

That is, into evil spirits.

However, Feng Fuce examined the ashes, and there was nothing.

Therefore, he suspected that the Crown Prince of the former dynasty was still alive, but in private he had searched and found nothing.

Besides, he had no personal feud with the former dynasty’s Crown Prince, so he naturally didn’t spend much energy looking for this person.

Feng Fuce never expected to encounter him in Peng City.

The forces of the former dynasty have lingered near the Capital all along, which is quite dangerous.

Feng Fuce contemplated in his heart how to handle this.

He looked down, Bai Zhi’er was still biting his fingertip, glaring with shiny crystal eyes, pretending to be threatening.

She saw him looking over and grumbled, "Kiss, hug~"

Otherwise, she’d bite him to death!

Feng Fuce smiled and gently pinched her lips with his fingertip.

"Be good, wait a bit longer. I’m considering whether to clear obstacles for your father."

Bai Zhi’er hugged his arm, wanting to turn around, but accidentally kicked the nearby table.

The sound was not loud, yet it was extremely abrupt in the rainy scene.

Feng Fuce’s eyes turned cold, and he looked up.

Sure enough, Fan Xinhui and the others heard it too.

They didn’t immediately ask who it was, but quickly extinguished the lights.

Feng Fuce had excellent hearing and heard the sound of oars, guessing they hurriedly rowed away.

So cautious, not daring to confirm if anyone was nearby, it seemed they were truly scared.

Feng Fuce held Bai Zhi’er’s waist, stood at the bow, and stared out.

There was already no shadow.

Judging from the direction of the ripples on the water, they headed in another direction.

Feng Fuce’s eyes darkened.

To pursue or not to pursue?

The Bai Zhi’er in his arms was hit by the rain, shivering.

"Uh~" she groaned softly.

Feng Fuce immediately decided not to pursue.

Bai Zhi’er was important.

She had drunk too much, and he just wanted to watch over her.

Feng Fuce held Bai Zhi’er: "Let’s go, it’s enough playing, let’s go back, okay?"

Bai Zhi’er puffed her cheeks, watching as Feng Fuce wiped the raindrops from her eyelashes.

She asked, "No return! I haven’t drunk enough yet!"

Bai Zhi’er reached for the wine pot, which was already empty.

She was a bit frustrated: "It’s all gone."

Feng Fuce chuckled: "If you are obedient, I’ll bring you again next time."

Bai Zhi’er immediately sat up straight, happily nodding: "Okay! But you can’t lie to me, pinky swear."

She extended her rosy hand.

Feng Fuce hooked his finger with hers in agreement.

Only then did their boat head towards the Lanshan Lake dock.

During this time, Bai Zhi’er, due to drinking, had already fallen asleep in Feng Fuce’s arms by the time they reached the dock.

Feng Fuce held her, and Lei Hu hurriedly opened an umbrella to escort them to the carriage.

Not long after they left, Feng Fuce heard a slight commotion from the shore of Lanshan Lake.

He lifted the curtain and glanced back.

An Asura Envoy also saw it and said, "Marquis, it seems the government is investigating over there. Should I go and inquire about the situation?"

Feng Fuce sneered coldly and lowered the curtain: "No need."

He naturally knew what the soldiers were searching for so late.

It was likely that Fan Xinhui felt uneasy, so she arranged for people to find out who was hiding in the reeds just now.