Bai Xilie lowered his deep eyes, staring at the lotus root slices on the plate.
He looked up and saw his daughter’s eager and sweet little face.
How could he refuse that!
"Zhi’er is so good, already knowing how to show filial piety to Father."
Bai Xilie suppressed his dislike and swallowed piece after piece.
He didn’t even chew much.
He hated the thousand strands entwined in the lotus root slices the most.
Bai Zhi’er watched her father eat so happily.
The little one’s pinkish face immediately lit up with excitement.
She looked at Eunuch Quan Xi and said dominantly, "Uncle Xi, look, my Father loves to eat this so much, quickly have the Imperial Kitchen prepare another plate!"
Bai Xilie immediately grasped his daughter’s small chubby hand.
He took a sip of tea, swallowing hard.
"Zhi’er, Father is full."
Bai Zhi’er blinked her bright black eyes, smiling adorably and sweetly.
"Father should eat well, only then can you be stronger and grow taller!"
She reached out and pinched the firm muscles on Bai Xilie’s arm.
"I also have this kind of flesh, softer than Father’s!"
Saying this, Bai Zhi’er lifted her little clothes, revealing her soft white belly.
Having just eaten a lot, her little tummy was round and plump.
She poked her soft fingers, the flesh sinking and then bouncing back.
Bai Xilie was horrified and immediately covered his daughter’s stomach with his large palm.
"You mustn’t, be careful not to catch a cold!"
His eyebrows furrowed, turning to look at Eunuch Quan Xi and the Palace Attendants nearby.
"Keep staring, and I’ll gouge out your eyes!" His voice was as fierce as a tiger or panther, thundering and powerful.
The Palace Attendants immediately lowered their heads, trembling.
The smiles just teased out by the little Princess were quickly suppressed.
Bai Xilie gently and kindly put Bai Zhi’er’s clothes back down.
And held his daughter in his arms.
"Zhi’er, after Father finishes discussing state affairs today, I’ll come and paint with you, alright?"
Bai Zhi’er obediently nodded.
The little one knew Bai Xilie was very busy.
But he would always use all his spare time to spend with her.
At this moment, a eunuch came in to announce: "Emperor, the Princely Heir requests an audience."
Fourth Brother Bai Daoyan?
The Living God of Wealth!
Bai Zhi’er’s eyes lit up.
Bai Xilie waved his hand: "Let him in."
After a short while, a young man dressed in a fur coat walked in.
A golden crown tied his hair, a jade thumb ring adorned his hand, and a valuable Pixiu string hung from his right wrist.
"Greetings, Uncle." Bai Daoyan lowered his warm eyebrows, respectfully saluting.
Bai Zhi’er sweetly called out, "Fourth Brother!"
Bai Daoyan smiled and nodded at his sister.
Bai Xilie was always very fond of his nephews.
He asked gently, "Dao Yan, how do you have free time to enter the palace today? Could it be that your father has caused trouble again?"
Bai Daoyan smiled: "Father didn’t cause any trouble and sends his regards to Uncle and Sister."
"Today I came to humbly request Uncle to allow me to take Sister out for a day."
"My antique shop opens tomorrow, and it’s full of treasures collected from all over. If Sister finds anything she likes, she can have it to play with."
As long as someone treats his daughter well, Bai Xilie would always be smiling.
He lowered his head to ask the little one, "Zhi’er, do you want to go?"
Bai Zhi’er blinked her long lashes, her dark eyes shimmering.
Treasures? The sparkling kind?
Hmm... she has everything already, not very interested!
Bai Daoyan seemed to perceive the little one’s thoughts.
He then added, "Next to it is a newly opened pastry shop, supposedly with a chef from Jiangnan, and their Almond Milk is a Jiangnan specialty."
Bai Zhi’er’s clear eyes immediately filled with joyful delight.