Bai Xuanmo whispered in Zhi’er’s ear, "Little sister, how about your brother takes you to play a game? Let’s go push Young Master Han into the water, how about it?"
Zhi’er blinked her long curled eyelashes.
"But brother, aren’t we supposed to help Brother Chongzi explain?"
Bai Xuanmo nodded, a playful smile playing on his thin lips, "Will explanations be any use? People will only pretend to believe you because of your presence."
"In reality, it won’t resolve the conflict. Given that, why don’t we just help Ke Shouwang vent his anger directly?"
Bai Xuanmo squinted his eyes, appearing quite interested.
He laughed, "Why not just push him into the water and say it was Ke Shouwang’s idea?"
Zhi’er pouted, her big eyes full of hesitation, "But that wouldn’t be explaining, it’d be bullying. Bullying people is wrong, brother."
Bai Xuanmo raised an eyebrow, grunting, "Little Ball is right, but wouldn’t the Jionglin Banquet be boring without some fun?"
Zhi’er thought about it, feeling quite troubled.
The big brother’s request was so mischievous, she didn’t want to do it, but she also didn’t want Bai Xuanmo to be unhappy.
And what the big brother said seemed to make some sense!
Maybe Young Master Han only verbally claimed to believe her, out of respect for her Princess status, but still held a grudge in his heart. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel※fire.net
In that case, it wouldn’t help Ke Shouwang.
The little one considered for a moment and said, "Alright, big brother, you wait here for Zhi’er. I’ll go bully him to show you!"
Bai Xuanmo’s eyes lit up, and he smiled, "Alright, let brother see Little Ball’s prowess."
Zhi’er immediately patted over with her little feet, patter patter.
She reached out and poked Young Master Han’s clothes.
Young Master Han turned his head, looked at the little one suspiciously, and clasped his hands in salute, "Greetings to the Princess, Your Highness. Have you got something to instruct me?"
Zhi’er beckoned with her little hand, indicating for him to lower his head to speak.
Young Master Han hurriedly bent over.
Zhi’er stood on tiptoe, grabbed his ear, and said, "Brother Ke Shouwang over there asked me to tell you, you’re a stinky piggy."
Young Master Han’s face immediately looked ugly!
Over there, Ke Shouwang was looking in his direction, and when Young Master Han lifted his eyes to look back at him, his gaze was filled with even more surging anger!
Bai Xuanmo saw Young Master Han’s reaction and couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow and smile.
It seemed his dear little sister said something bad.
Very good, the naughtier Little Ball was, the more he liked her.
Young Master Han lowered his head and said to Zhi’er, "If he thinks of me like that, then he shouldn’t befriend a pig. I am not worthy!"
Zhi’er’s little head nodded, and she patted her chest, "Leave it to me, I’ll tell him~"
After saying this, she trotted over with her small feet to Ke Shouwang.
Using the same method, she whispered to Ke Shouwang, "Brother Chongzi, Young Master Han said if he’s a stinky piggy, then as his friend, you’re a pair of little piggies."
Ke Shouwang was shocked, and then he got angry.
"If he doesn’t want to be friends, then we won’t. If he doesn’t trust me, we’ll stop interacting. No need to insult me!"
"Princess, please help me tell him that I, Ke Shouwang, do not care to be best friends with him!"
Zhi’er nodded, memorized it, and then pattered back to Young Master Han, passing on the message—
"Brother Han, he said no matter how much you insult him, he still cherishes you."
Young Master Han was taken aback.
He looked up at Ke Shouwang.
He saw Ke Shouwang standing with his hands on his hips, his face flushed with anger, breathing heavily.
From time to time, he would punch the peach blossom tree beside him to vent his frustration.