Feng Fuce held the little one’s wrist.
Bai Zhi’er took small steps, completely trusting him as she followed him through the stone forest.
All the way, they could hear their footsteps crunching on the snow.
Soon, they reached the backyard of the Xiuluo Guard.
Bai Zhi’er stood under a tree, her little face rosy, looking as if she were obediently waiting to be fed.
Feng Fuce reached up and plucked an orange.
Who would have thought that the branch would sway, causing some snow to fall.
Some of it slipped into Bai Zhi’er’s collar.
The little one shivered from the cold, and her whole face wobbled like a delicious pink jelly!
"Brr~ I’m freezing!" She rubbed her fingertips, her little face puffed with annoyance.
"Brother Juzi, you’re so careless, I’ll punish you by making you peel two oranges for me!" The little one put her hands on her hips, pretending to be fierce.
Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows, a hint of impatience in his long eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.
As long as he could smell the scent of fortune on her, he could endure a little longer.
To regain his lost cultivation, eating her was worth more than killing many people.
However, the timing wasn’t right yet.
He wasn’t that hungry yet, and the little one was amusing enough.
As a pet, he would play with her for now.
Bai Zhi’er heard the soft sound of the orange being peeled.
Then, an icy orange segment was handed to her small hand.
The little one happily licked her pink lips.
She first split the orange in half, then offered the other half.
"Brother, here, you’re pretty good to me, so as a friend, I’ll delicious treat with you."
Feng Fuce reached out to take it.
He watched Bai Zhi’er eat a segment of the orange, trembling with cold like last time.
Even so, she swallowed it with a satisfied gulp.
"So sweet!" Comparable to the flat peach she had before!
After finishing, Bai Zhi’er became even more enthusiastic.
First, she had Feng Fuce lead her to the edge of the steps.
The little one raised her bottom, sitting down slowly and cautiously.
As if she was afraid of sitting on air and landing on her bottom.
Once she was seated, she directed Feng Fuce: "Brother Juzi, pick me a tree branch."
Feng Fuce frowned slightly.
Clearly, he didn’t like that word.
With that in mind, he took a step to the tree.
Using the Dagger he carried, he swiftly cut down a branch and handed it to Bai Zhi’er.
Snow fluttered down gently, and some crystals had already formed on the tips of the little one’s hair.
Making her half-revealed face appear even more fair and lovely.
Her nose also had a slight pink hue from the cold.
Bai Zhi’er said gently, "Um, I thought about it when I went back, I can’t just eat your oranges for nothing, so I’ll teach you to write!"
The little eunuch who didn’t know how to read was a problem!
This was the first friend she made in the palace, so she definitely had to teach him to read!
Considering his low literacy level, Bai Zhi’er thoughtfully chose the simplest character.
She used the branch to trace on the snow by feel.
Feng Fuce watched the crooked lines in the snow, completely separated strokes, ignoring each other.
With her eyes covered, did she know she was just drawing lines?
Bai Zhi’er confidently extended her small hand: "Okay, I’ll test you; write the character on the ground in my hand."
Feng Fuce’s long eyes hid a sharpness.
After carefully assessing, he blindly guessed and wrote—
Bai Zhi’er was utterly shocked.
How could Brother Juzi mess up copying such a simple character as "white"?