Su Yinling’s heart skipped a beat.
Did she use the wrong method?
She thought currying favor with Bai Zhi’er would surely make Bai Xilie regard her differently.
But the words Bai Xilie said now were not polite at all!
Su Yinling opened her mouth, yet didn’t know how to respond!
Especially as Bai Xilie shed his previous easygoing manner, that piercing aura of authority emanated from him, making Su Yinling too intimidated to raise her head and meet his eyes.
"I... I understand, Brother Lie. I’m sorry, I didn’t handle this matter well."
Su Yinling lowered her head, admitting her mistake submissively.
Bai Xilie chuckled softly: "No need to act like facing a formidable enemy. I am merely stating the things that need to be cautioned about directly, so there’s no need for you to be nervous or afraid."
After speaking, he said: "This afternoon Zhi’er is to meet esteemed teacher Mo Yanchi, she can’t fly kites with you. You should go back and take care of Uncle Su."
Su Yinling showed green and red on her face, nodding, and turned around, walking away dejectedly.
Bai Xilie watched her back, his expression becoming inch by inch colder.
His daughter was his boundary; no one could cross it.
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The following days passed by without Su Yinling appearing in Ruizhu Palace.
Qingmei was delighted because of this.
In the summer, thunderstorms were continuous, and after waking from her nap, Bai Zhi’er was lying at the table practicing calligraphy, appearing obedient and cute.
Chu Ping braved the rain and came holding an umbrella.
Qingmei stood at the door and seeing him, couldn’t help but beam with happiness: "Has the Chu Doushi come?"
Chu Ping placed the umbrella on the veranda, seeing her joyful smile, said: "Xiao Mei, I’ve told you, you can call me A ping."
"I could see you smiling from afar, is your mood so good because Su Yinling has been taught a lesson?"
Qingmei gestured a "shush" with her finger.
She turned around, took a glance inside the window, Bai Zhi’er was obediently practicing calligraphy, completely unaware of their discussion.
"Last time the Emperor found that Su Yinling often came to play with the Princess, which kept her from completing her studies. So the Emperor warned Su Yinling a few times, in recent days she wisely retreated, not visiting anymore."
Chu Ping laughed heartily: "That’s indeed a joyful thing. But the Princess hasn’t been upset by this, has she?"
Qingmei shook her head: "No, our Princess is young, she doesn’t really understand good from bad. If someone plays with her, she’s happy, but the person playing with her doesn’t necessarily have to be Su Yinling!"
"By the way, what are you here for?" Qingmei blinked.
Chu Ping then handed over the food box he was holding.
"Our Marquis, while out handling affairs, passed by Xijiang Yue, saw they had new dishes, and immediately bought them and had me bring them for Princess to try."
Qingmei quickly received it, widened her eyes and said: "The Marquis is truly considerate."
Chu Ping clicked his tongue: "Of course, I was with the Marquis, and before the task was done, he had me come back first to deliver the food."
"I won’t talk much, I need to meet the Marquis outside the city. We plan to capture some rebel bandits, probably won’t see me for a couple of days."
Qingmei hesitated for a moment: "Then... then take care of your safety, your foot hasn’t fully healed yet, don’t injure it again."
Chu Ping laughed brightly: "Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing, so I won’t disturb the Princess; please convey my regards."
With that, he opened the umbrella and left in a hurry.
Qingmei brought the food box inside, placing it beside Bai Zhi’er’s table.
The little one sniffled with her little nose, her sparkling eyes lit up: "Smells so good!"