Bai Yaoyu nodded in agreement.
After a while, a servant outside began calling out everywhere—
"Princess, Third Young Master, where are you? The Princess Consort has asked the servant to call you for a meal."
Only then did Bai Yaoyu give the boy a few simple instructions, holding Bai Zhi’er as he departed first.
On the way, Bai Yaoyu emphasized, "Sister, remember to keep the secret between you and your brother."
Bai Zhi’er tilted her little head, holding her brother’s shoulder.
"Third Brother isn’t going to let uncle or aunt know? Why not?"
"Father is unreasonable and always thinks I’m out causing trouble. If I say I rescued you, he’ll surely want to drive you out. There’s no point talking to Mother either."
Bai Zhi’er pouted and thought for a moment, nodding, "Alright then!"
Bai Yaoyu looked at her puffed-up little face and couldn’t help but lean in quickly for a kiss.
The little girl widened her eyes and, annoyed, began punching with her tiny fists.
"Third Brother, your saliva is disgusting! So annoying!" She rubbed her cheek hard with her sleeve.
She was puffed up with anger.
Bai Yaoyu found her reaction even more amusing and laughed heartily.
"You just wiped your snot on my sleeve, and I didn’t say anything!"
"That’s different, my snot is a fairy’s snot!"
Her cheeks puffed up like a little fish blowing bubbles madly, chattering in a childishly high voice at Bai Yaoyu.
Bai Yaoyu found it even more amusing.
His sister was really entertaining.
Prince Kang and Princess Consort Kang watched the siblings interact so harmoniously.
They couldn’t help but show looks of admiration.
"Yaoyu is usually a bit of a rascal, but he still behaves like a good brother."
"Yes, if only he could be so gentle with his brothers." The Princess Consort sighed.
Prince Kang gave her a sidelong glance, "Those few rascals, it doesn’t matter if he’s stern with them. It’d be nice to have a daughter."
The Princess Consort didn’t respond.
She had given birth to five sons, and the whole village was once enviously thrilled!
But the Bai Family men, they preferred daughters!
Especially Bai Xilie and Bai Nanjing.
She couldn’t have any more daughters, nor did she want to. Caring for Zhi’er as her own daughter was enough!
During the meal, Bai Zhi’er sat between Prince Kang and his wife.
Bai Yaoyu, like a picked-up son, sat across from them.
Everyone was giving the little one food.
Bai Zhi’er curiously asked, "Where are the other brothers?"
"Your Fourth Brother went to the guild for business, the fifth and sixth are in private school, and the seventh caught a cold a few days ago, he just got better and wasn’t brought out," Prince Kang said.
He added, "Next time, Uncle Wang will bring the brothers to the palace to play with Zhi’er."
Just then, a house servant suddenly walked in quickly from the door, his face panicked as if he had seen a ghost.
"Prince, Princess Consort, there’s bad news, Marquis Wan has arrived!"
"What!" Prince Kang stood up abruptly, "At this time, what’s he here for?"
Feng Fuce appearing always meant trouble was coming!
Before the doorman could speak, a black boot was the first to enter everyone’s sight.
Soon, the tall, slender figure of a young boy appeared.
Feng Fuce’s aura was overwhelmingly strong, his face already showing the contours of handsome beauty, despite his young age, and those long eyebrows and narrow eyes were imbued with coldness and wicked cunning.
He wore a bright purple large cloak, with a sword at his waist, his fair and handsome face bearing a slight smile.
His first glance swept across the room, landing on Bai Zhi’er before discreetly retracting.
Prince Kang frowned, shielding his family, "What is your business here, Marquis, entering without saying a word?"
Feng Fuce chuckled softly, like spring water hitting a rock, incredibly melodious.
"The Emperor heard that the Prince stole the Princess and was furious, so he ordered me to—" He paused, and the last few words were overwhelming: "annihilate everyone in the Imperial Mansion."