Bai Zhi’er’s little face suddenly showed an expression of deep distress.
Her small mouth opened roundly, and her black, watery eyes widened. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NoveI[F]ire.net
"My red fruit~~!" She dashed over.
Brother Chu Ping quickly put down the iron shovel: "Your Highness, I am at fault for being too careless and reckless. Please punish me!"
Bai Zhi’er picked up the broken tree branch with her little hand, pouting pitifully.
Feng Fuce walked to her side, glancing at Brother Chu Ping with furrowed brows.
"Chu Ping, return to the Xiuluo Guard and take your punishment yourself." The young man spoke coldly.
Brother Chu Ping was just about to nod in agreement.
When Bai Zhi’er’s childish voice piped up: "Wait! Let’s forget the punishment, Brother Chu Ping, can you do Zhi’er a favor?"
Brother Chu Ping hurriedly asked, "Please tell me, Your Highness."
"Do me a favor and keep your distance from my cherry tree. You just stand over there and keep watch for thirty minutes so Dahua doesn’t bring other kittens over to cause trouble."
Bai Zhi’er finished speaking, tilting her head and blinking her big eyes, "What do you think?"
Brother Chu Ping was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded his head: "I absolutely will not disappoint the Princess’s expectations!"
Bai Zhi’er gave a sweet smile and turned her head to look at Feng Fuce next to her.
"Brother Chu Ping agreed to help me, so he won’t have time to go to Brother Ce for his punishment."
Feng Fuce lowered his eyes, looking at the well-behaved little one.
He let out a subtle chuckle.
Little rascal, she even found a way to plead for Brother Chu Ping.
Feng Fuce nodded: "In that case, we’ll do as you say."
Bai Zhi’er grabbed Feng Fuce’s wrist: "Come on, Brother Ce, I’ll teach you how to water the saplings!"
Brother Chu Ping honestly went off to the side.
Qingmei sighed beside him: "You’re so reckless, it’s lucky the Princess pleaded on your behalf today."
Brother Chu Ping nodded emphatically, moved: "Mmm!"
Over there, Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce walked to the well.
The little one spun the wooden rope, dropping the bucket down, and then pulling it up.
"Heave-ho..." She bit her little teeth, using all her strength.
Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow slightly.
He reached out and gently nudged the little one aside: "Let me."
Bai Zhi’er watched with wide eyes as Feng Fuce turned the wooden rope with one hand and easily lifted the bucket when it came up.
The wooden bucket, originally full of water and heavy, felt as light as a piece of clothing in his hand.
Bai Zhi’er immediately clapped her little hands: "Brother Ce, you’re amazing! Over there, water that tree!"
Feng Fuce carried the bucket in the direction Bai Zhi’er pointed, arriving under the small sapling.
The little one softly instructed at the side: "The tree-daddy said, you can’t water too much at once. Brother Ce, just water around the edge once and it’s fine!"
Feng Fuce followed her instructions, lifting the wooden bucket and slowly watering.
During this, he glanced sideways at the earnest little one.
"Bai Zhi’er, have you forgotten something recently?" Feng Fuce asked as if inadvertently.
"Huh?" The little one blinked in confusion: "Forgot something... Oh! Right! I remember now!"
Seeing her eyes light up, Feng Fuce put down the wooden bucket.
Could she finally remember Brother Ju Zi?
Only to see Bai Zhi’er turn around and wave her little hand at Qingmei, calling out in her baby voice—
"Sister Qingmei, go ask why Brother Cao Mei and the others haven’t come yet. There’s still a little bit left to plant!"
Brother Chu Ping, who was spaced out, seemed to see Feng Fuce’s face darken on the other side.
"Brother Cao Mei?" These four words seemed to be squeezed out of the young man’s teeth, carrying a bit of grinding inquiry.