Bai Zhi’er followed Feng Fuce inside.
She heard his cold voice, with a unique leisurely laziness.
"So late, the Emperor allowed you to come out?"
Bai Zhi’er nodded: "I told Daddy I’m out to feed the kitty."
"Daddy is currently looking at memorials and won’t return to Ruizhu Palace until later, so I have plenty of time now!"
Feng Fuce said nothing, just slightly raised his eyebrow, indicating understanding.
The further they walked in, the brighter the lights became.
The air also became more unpleasant.
A gloomy rotten smell, mixed with the odor of blood.
Bai Zhi’er sniffed with her small nose.
She remembered, when she first met Brother Juzi, she was blindfolded then.
Seems like she smelled this kind of odor before!
Just at that moment, Feng Fuce suddenly spoke, interrupting the little one’s musing.
"Watch your step." His tone was calm.
Bai Zhi’er tilted her head: "Watch my step?"
Behind her, Qingmei gave a low cry: "Oh no! I accidentally stepped in a puddle of blood!"
In the wet puddle on the ground, there was a bright red color.
She had accidentally stepped in it.
Thinking, it might have come from several people.
Qingmei, who was already scared, was now almost crying in fear.
Bai Zhi’er hurriedly checked her own pink shoes.
Thankfully, she hadn’t stepped in it.
"Sister Qingmei, why don’t you wait for Zhi’er at the door?"
Qingmei was tempted upon hearing this.
However, she shook her head.
"This servant must follow Princess Your Highness."
Otherwise, how could she leave the adorable little princess in this kind of place?
Bai Zhi’er walked past the surrounding cells.
The people inside were either on their last breath or letting out low groans of pain.
Some were covered in bloodstains, yet stared with bloodshot eyes.
Leaning against the cell door, they stared intently at Bai Zhi’er.
The little one silently withdrew her gaze, only lowering her head, focusing on the small bowl in her arms.
Not looking, not looking, can’t see, then not afraid.
Feng Fuce beside her, faintly lowered his eyes, observing her small expression.
He pondered slightly in his heart.
Those prisoners who were a bloody mess, no longer distinguishable as human, he had already ordered them to be dragged away.
The ones left were still intact prisoners.
From what he saw, it shouldn’t be scary anymore.
Why was she still timid?
Bai Zhi’er followed Feng Fuce to the innermost part of the cell.
Yu Zhun was hung on a wooden rack, showing traces of lash punishment.
His left thigh root was bloody.
Bai Zhi’er dared not look closely and hurriedly turned her gaze aside, to a few Xiu Luo Envoys responsible for interrogating Yu Zhun.
"Greetings to the Princess." The Xiu Luo Envoys respectfully greeted in unison.
Bai Zhi’er said softly: "Thank you, big brothers, for watching over him. I brought you some snacks!"
The little one went over and placed the bowl in her arms on the table.
Chu Ping had long been eager to chat with the cute little princess.
Upon hearing that the princess brought something for them.
He smiled, approached, and took a piece of food resembling dried meat from the bowl, putting it into his mouth.
"Princess Your Highness, you are so courteous. You didn’t have to bring us something to eat. This jerky, the taste is really good."
Bai Zhi’er blinked her round eyes, which were filled with surprise.
"Big brother, this is for the kitty..."
The little one pointed to the food box Qingmei was holding: "What I brought for you to eat is there."
Chu Ping’s eyes widened suddenly.
He quickly turned around, gagged, and spat out the cat food from his mouth.
"No wonder, I was wondering why it tasted so weird!"
He saw the little princess put the bowl on the table and thought it was for them to eat!
Qingmei looked at Chu Ping with a complex gaze.
There are really quite a few weird people in the Xiuluo Guard!