Bai Zhi’er was clasping her little hands on the table, standing on tiptoe, looking eagerly, making Bai Xilie’s heart almost melt.
The little one listened, her voice soft and her little cheeks glowing with joy.
"Daddy, is it really for Zhi’er? Or else, maybe take half out and give it to me!"
Bai Xilie laughed heartily.
"Daddy usually eats plenty of delicacies, this is nothing. Since Zhi’er likes it, I’ll have Coastal County send over more seafood later, is that okay?"
Bai Zhi’er shook her head: "That would be too much trouble for everyone, it’s not easy to transport all the way here. I just want Brother Ce to have a taste."
Bai Xilie was taken aback.
It’s Feng Fuce again?
His daughter seems to be taking good care of him recently.
Bai Xilie asked with interest: "Why him and not anyone else?"
Bai Zhi’er blinked her big eyes and said, "Because Brother Ce is pitiful."
In his precious daughter’s eyes, Feng Fuce was either adorable or pitiful?
Bai Xilie was curious: "What do you mean by that?"
The little one answered softly, "Daddy, look around, the ministers are enjoying the feast, and the citizens are savoring the delicacies because of your protection."
"But only Brother Ce, he can’t sit, he can’t eat, he has to stand there all the time to guard our safety."
"Daddy~" The little one shook his sleeve, her eyes bright like stars: "Brother Ce has no family and works so hard, we can’t be too mean to him."
Bai Xilie was quite moved.
His daughter is so young and already knows how to feel for others.
Bai Xilie’s large hand caressed the little one’s head: "Alright, alright, Zhi’er go bowl with Marquis Wan."
"Daddy also promises you that when the Imperial Guard comes to hand over, let Marquis Wan sit here and have something to fill his stomach, okay?"
Bai Zhi’er nodded immediately, her sweet voice filled with happiness: "Okay!"
Being able to take care of a friend, the little one was overjoyed. Follow current novels on novel[f]ire.net
However, just as Bai Zhi’er was holding a bowl of sea soup porridge, intending to walk over to Feng Fuce, she was stopped by someone.
She looked up to see Mo Yanchi smiling at her.
"Little one, just saw the master, why did you run so fast?" Mo Yanchi asked pretentiously, his mustache slightly curled.
Bai Zhi’er fluttered her long lashes, adorably and innocently: "Master, just now Zhi Bao didn’t see you."
Her little appearance made Mo Yanchi feel a tender affection.
He bent down and stroked her head: "Then tell the master, why are you running around with a bowl?"
Bai Zhi’er said, "I want to give it to a friend to drink, he’s still hungry now!"
After speaking, the little one looked down, noticing Mo Yanchi’s elegant attire today.
The little one squinted and smiled radiantly: "Master, today you’re not pretending to be a beggar, started dressing as a scholar?"
Mo Yanchi’s expression froze and he nearly stumbled.
He coughed dramatically: "Last time I pretended to be a beggar to test everyone’s true nature, this time the master is not playing any role, I am just a scholar, child!"
Bai Zhi’er’s big round eyes showed an expression of realization.
But after a moment, the little one still honestly shook her head: "So complicated, don’t understand."
Mo Yanchi immediately took her little hand: "Come, the master will explain properly to you."
The little one was taken away forcefully.
Bai Yanyan stood not far away, watching all this, gnashing her teeth.
Just now she was about to talk to Mo Yanchi, who would have thought Bai Zhi’er would appear out of nowhere.
It seems that to win Mo Yanchi’s favor, she must start with Bai Zhi’er!