Zheng Jin couldn’t help but clench his molars when he thought of everything that happened back then.
He just found Jing Jia beautiful and merely touched the back of her hand!
But unexpectedly, Bai Xilie punched him, again and again!
Not only did he beat him into unconsciousness!
When Zheng Jin woke up, he had already been dragged away by Bai Xilie’s men and was castrated!
Since then, Zheng Moxin became his only child!
After Bai Xilie established his dynasty, Zheng Jin heard that Jing Jia possessed a Bodhi Pearl.
Legend has it that whoever owns the Bodhi Pearl will have all their wishes come true.
Zheng Jin wanted to restore his health and not remain a person who is neither man nor woman!
He also wanted revenge against Bai Xilie, to make him feel his pain!
Therefore, he endured humiliation and burden, bringing a bit of the former dynasty’s secrets and handle, and defected to the new court.
Over the years, he always played it safe just to find out the whereabouts of the Bodhi Pearl.
Now, Bai Xilie’s eyes were dark and cold, full of hostility.
Three years ago, he should have killed Zheng Jin.
Bai Xilie’s dark and cold eyes looked at him.
"According to Yu Zhun’s confession, you bribed him with a considerable amount of Silver Coin, including a land deed with your name still on it."
"Once this land deed is found, it will confirm your bribery of Yu Zhun and the assassination attempt."
"Zheng Jin, what more do you have to say?"
Based on Bai Xilie’s understanding of Zheng Jin.
If caught with his handle, he would surely show panic in his eyes.
After Bai Xilie finished speaking, he saw a hint of luck flash in Zheng Jin’s hawk-like eyes.
He put on a face of weeping sorrow, "Emperor, this is a trumped-up charge. This humble official has only sincerity and loyalty for Great Chu!"
At this moment, an Imperial Guard quickly entered.
"Emperor, something terrible has happened. We went to search Chief of the Secretariat Yu Zhun’s house, but upon arrival, we found that the Yu Family had suddenly caught fire, and everything was burned down."
Bai Xilie’s brow immediately knitted.
He looked at Zheng Jin.
The latter remained indifferent, as if it had nothing to do with him.
But that subtle expression had already betrayed his smug smile.
Bai Xilie’s eyes narrowed slightly.
It seems Zheng Jin had already prepared.
Bai Zhi’er had a handkerchief wrapped around her eyes.
She held up a piece of pastry in her small hand.
"Brother Juzi, have a taste, Fourth Brother bought it for me, it just came out of the oven not long ago, it’s still warm!"
"This is a taste from outside the palace!"
Feng Fuce sat beside her, his gaze gloomy.
The little one’s soft and tender fingers pinched the pastry, poking at his cheek again and again.
As if trying to find where his mouth was.
Bai Zhi’er couldn’t succeed in getting the pastry into his mouth for a long time.
The little one decided to change direction.
Just as she was about to press the pastry onto Feng Fuce’s nose.
He couldn’t bear it any longer, suddenly raised his hand, and grabbed the little one’s delicate wrist.
Then, tilting his head to one side, he stuffed the pastry into his mouth.
Too sweet, he didn’t like it.
This time, the food she gave him didn’t help restore his mana.
Could it be because he was holding her wrist, so it didn’t count as her feeding him herself?
Bai Zhi’er’s small face was pink, eagerly asking, "Isn’t it delicious!"
Feng Fuce wrote a few words in her palm—
[Delicious, is there more?]
Bai Zhi’er’s small body paused for a moment.
Her revealed half-soft and tender little face showed a dry laugh.
She scratched her cheek with her small hand, "Because it was so delicious, I couldn’t resist eating it all on the way back..."
"This is the only piece."
Feng Fuce’s dark eyes sank.
He looked at the orange tree beside him.
Just as he was planning to pick an orange and have Bai Zhi’er feed it to him for a taste.
The little one stood up, patting the back of her little skirt.
"Alright, that’s all for today. I have to return to the palace now, Brother Juzi, take me back."
She extended her soft little hand, indicating for him to hold it.