After a while, the interrogation ended.
Yu Zhun, exhausted, fainted once more.
On Bai Zhi’er’s innocent round face, her little brows furrowed tightly.
Because what Yu Zhun just said was truly lamentable.
"Brother Fu Ce, are you going to keep him hanging on the rack ?"
She fluttered her big eyes and looked up to ask.
Feng Fuce lowered his eyes and met Bai Zhi’er’s gaze for a moment.
His long eyes were calm and indifferent, only his thin lips pursed slightly.
Finally, as if unable to resist Bai Zhi’er’s pitiful expression.
He turned and commanded the Asura envoy beside him: "Send Yu Zhun to the cell, guard him alone."
Only then did Bai Zhi’er feel satisfied.
She picked up the small bowl used to feed the cat.
Walking forward with her little feet, she didn’t forget to say: "Brother Fu Ce, he will remember your kindness!"
Feng Fuce snorted coldly, as if he didn’t care.
He walked beside Bai Zhi’er.
His voice was very calm: "Even if Yu Zhun’s family can be spared from the death penalty, Yu Zhun, after all, smuggled poison into the palace and cannot escape death."
"Whether a dead person remembers these kindnesses, I do not care."
Bai Zhi’er pouted without retorting.
She sighed in her childish voice.
"Next, just tell daddy, and the bad man Zheng Jin will be punished!"
Feng Fuce nodded: "Killing him is easy, the hard part is finding out if there are accomplices."
After speaking, he couldn’t help but furrow his brow.
Why talk about these things with this little rascal who understands nothing?
Bai Zhi’er’s chubby pink face was indeed immersed in the ponderings of a little child.
Her troubled look seemed as if she was worried about whether she could drink milk soup tomorrow.
The two walked quickly to the door of the cell.
Then they heard Chu Ping’s proud voice—
"Miss Qingmei, look here, there is an Asura envoy imprisoned in this cell."
"Do you know why he’s imprisoned? Earlier, he helped Si Zheng harm people. After Si Zheng died, the Marquis ordered us to torture him."
"Oh, by the way, I heard that Si Zheng competed with you for the position of the palace chief steward, and you were sabotaged and failed, also because of this brat!"
"In light of you bringing us a night snack following the Princess, do you want to go in and whip him a few times? I’ll open the door for you!"
Qingmei’s frightened voice came: "No need!"
She then saw that Bai Zhi’er had finished the interrogation.
Hurriedly, she walked over quickly: "Princess, can we go now?"
Her moist, jet-black eyes looked at Feng Fuce.
"Brother Fu Ce, can the execution of Yu Zhun be delayed for two more days?"
"He has already confessed, and I need to fulfill my promise to plead with daddy to spare his family."
"At that time, I want to bring this message to him."
All around, the Asura envoys couldn’t help but look at Feng Fuce at this moment.
What reason would the usually cold-hearted Marquis use to reject the Princess’s request?
Everyone knew that today, Yu Zhun had spoken recklessly in the grand hall, disrespecting the Marquis!
The Marquis probably couldn’t wait to execute him immediately, let alone agree to give him two more days of life!
After a moment, Feng Fuce’s eyes were as dark as ink, and he spoke in a faint tone—
The Asura envoys were shocked!
The Marquis agreed just like that?
Bai Zhi’er immediately gave a sweet smile, revealing a small row of white teeth, looking cute and adorable.
"I suddenly feel you’re not a big bad guy anymore!"
She waved her little hand in farewell, walking with cheerful small steps, and left with Qingmei.
Chu Ping didn’t forget to raise his voice: "Come and play again sometime, Princess!"