Five days later, the weather was beautiful with gentle wind and warm sunshine.
Feng Fuce brought a group of Xiu Luo Envoy, riding in a carriage, accompanying Bai Zhi’er on an excursion to the countryside.
In the carriage, a boy named Guoguo was forced to change into clean and appropriate clothes.
He crossed his arms, looking displeased across at Feng Fuce and Bai Zhi’er.
"Brother Ce, have this~" The little one pinched a piece of cake and brought it to the young man’s lips.
Feng Fuce lowered his head and bit into it.
Guoguo watched, frowning deeply.
These two, how pretentious!
A dignified Marquis needs to be fed by the Princess while eating.
Feng Fuce held a mountain map in his hand, glancing at it indifferently for a moment.
Then he raised his head and asked Guoguo, "Quanshan is huge. Where exactly is the place you mentioned where the beasts haunt?"
He handed over the mountain map.
Guoguo didn’t look and turned his head, "Even if you show me, I couldn’t point it out. I can’t find my way around deep in the mountains."
Feng Fuce looked at him coldly and spat out two words, "Useless."
"You!" Guoguo was irritated, "Anyway, the place where the beasts often go is Yongquan Village. You can find out the location of that village!"
Feng Fuce’s long, slender hand was casually resting on his knee.
His eyes, dark as ink, shimmered with unpredictable emotions.
"Do you think I haven’t checked? Yongquan Village was relocated five years ago because of mountain floods and beast ravages."
"If I remember correctly, the place where I found you was Shangshan Village, which is far from Yongquan Village."
"The two villages are one in the south and one in the north. How do you know so much about Yongquan Village?"
A fleeting emotion crossed his face, difficult to catch.
"Is it that surprising? News of beast hauntings spread within a hundred miles. Even if not from the same village, people were afraid the beasts might attack them."
Guoguo said stubbornly, "That’s why I remember it more clearly."
Feng Fuce let out a cold laugh.
He straightened up, his expression quite lazy yet his eyes secretly held a sharp glint of insight.
"My people found out that five years ago, Yongquan Village rescued a mysterious boy."
"A guo, is that you? Did you live in Yongquan Village before?" Feng Fuce slightly raised an eyebrow.
The boy avoided his piercing gaze, refusing to meet Feng Fuce’s eyes.
He simply lay down, "I have no idea what you are talking about!"
Seeing him , Feng Fuce’s eyes grew even colder.
Guoguo turned over, facing away from them.
The hand tucked in front of his chest tightened slightly.
At this moment, the carriage swayed.
Bai Zhi’er was intently enjoying a delicious cake.
With the sway, the little one bounced up, and the cake in her hand slapped onto the car floor.
"Oh no!" Bai Zhi’er puffed her cheeks, her big eyes full of regret. The rightful source is NoveIꜰire.net
Feng Fuce withdrew his gaze from Guoguo and instead used his long hand to steady Bai Zhi’er’s figure.
"If it fell, it fell. Didn’t we bring a lot?" Seeing the regret in her eyes, Feng Fuce calmly reassured.
Bai Zhi’er pouted and mumbled, "But it’s really tasty, I don’t want to waste it at all."
The little one bent down to pick it up, turning her head to look at Feng Fuce.
The youth seemed to understand her thought.
Feng Fuce squinted his eyes, "Don’t give it to me to eat."
Bai Zhi’er had to walk over to Guoguo with her small feet going tap-tap.
She poked Guoguo’s shoulder with her little finger.
"What!" The boy asked, grumpily, turning his back.
"Guoguo, here’s some food for you."