The crowd exchanged glances, unsure of how to speak.
At this moment, a cool voice rang out first—
The ministers looked at Feng Fuce.
When did they agree to this? How could the Marquis answer randomly!
Bai Zhi’er pouted, "They have to say it themselves to make it count."
Feng Fuce slightly pursed his thin lips and said in a somewhat careless and indifferent tone, "If they speak incorrectly, they should acknowledge their mistake and apologize; there’s no need to say it out loud."
The expression on Bai Xilie’s face relaxed considerably.
At a critical moment, the Marquis Wan he supported was indeed useful!
Historian Wang came to his senses and bowed to Bai Zhi’er.
"If the Princess is wronged, I am willing to take the lead and apologize to you!"
A sweet smile appeared on Bai Zhi’er’s rosy cheeks, revealing a set of little white teeth.
"Uncles always think, my timing of appearing is bad, colliding with smallpox."
"But why not think the other way around, what if I appeared to solve tricky problems like smallpox?"
The little one’s soft and tender words left the ministers present stunned.
The elder who had just spoken for Bai Zhi’er nodded slowly at the side.
Such a clever and astute child.
Neither arrogant nor impatient, as a princess still young, she doesn’t cry or fuss over small matters.
Bai Zhi’er’s brows curved, her eyes seemingly filled with starlight.
"Whether it can be cured, let’s see as we go!"
She waved her small hand and said dominantly, "Court dismissed!"
The civil and military officials instinctively were about to bow and take their leave.
Suddenly remembered, it was the Princess who said it, the Emperor hadn’t spoken yet!
Everyone sheepishly stood back in place.
Yet Bai Xilie showed no sign of losing his temper.
Instead, he walked over and picked up his daughter.
"Considering Zhi’er’s kindness, I will not hold grudges against anyone today, but if anyone says such things again, I will not tolerate it."
After speaking, he strode away with Bai Zhi’er, and everyone trembled as they respectfully saw the Emperor off.
Outside, a biting cold wind blew.
Bai Xilie wrapped his daughter’s clothes tighter, "Zhi Bao, tell Father, what idea do you have to solve the smallpox? If it’s about finding herbs, Father will immediately send people to search all over the world!"
The thought of his precious daughter being labeled as ominous made Bai Xilie wish he could slaughter everyone just by imagining it.
Bai Zhi’er puffed her rosy little cheeks in thought, pondered for a moment, then suddenly her eyes lit up.
"Father! I suddenly want to eat soup-filled buns, can you release Sister Qingmei to make some for me!"
Bai Xilie was rendered speechless and amused.
Seeing her ponder for so long, he thought she was going to propose a solution, yet it was just for eating buns?
Bai Xilie said, "Qingmei hasn’t recovered yet, it’s dangerous to release her; Father will have the Imperial Kitchen make them for you."
Bai Zhi’er looked at him pitifully, "I only like Sister Qingmei’s cooking, I can’t eat others’, and then my little tummy will be empty, and I won’t have the energy to think of a solution."
She reached out her small hand and tugged on Bai Xilie’s sleeve, "Father~ Sister Qingmei is fine now, if you don’t believe it, let the Imperial Physician check on her!"
Bai Xilie, unable to resist his daughter, instructed Eunuch Quan Xi to visit Qingmei in the Brocade Armor Shura Guard.
He patiently asked, "How will you cure the smallpox, do you really have a solution, Zhi’er?"
Bai Zhi’er nodded, "Rest assured, Father."
Isn’t it just the Wuxiang Pearl!
Once she’s full, she’ll take a nap.
Then continue to the Immortal Palace Book Pavilion to search for the Wuxiang Pearl’s whereabouts.
If she can’t find it, then she’ll have to use the Jinli Magic to help everyone recover.
However, it’s more important to have a prescription ready.
Otherwise, how will the uncle ministers be completely convinced?
She, Zhi Bao, is a lucky little treasure, not an omen!