The little one’s babyish crying voice reached his ears.
Feng Fuce paused in his steps, his indifferent long eyes involuntarily looking over.
He frowned slightly, "What are they doing?"
A Xiu Luo Envoy observed for a moment and said puzzledly, "It seems... the Princess is crying over a dead eunuch. Marquis, please wait, I will go and ask."
He hurriedly walked forward.
Soon, he rushed back.
"I heard that a little eunuch from the Orange Garden died. The eunuchs were carrying him and happened to meet the Princess. For some reason, the little princess started crying loudly after learning his identity."
Even Feng Fuce’s cold eyes, at this moment, after a brief hesitation, suddenly surged with anger.
So, this little rascal has always thought he was a eunuch!?
The Xiu Luo Envoy was oblivious to Feng Fuce’s repressed anger.
Looking in the direction of the Princess, he shook his head in admiration.
"The little princess is truly kind-hearted. I’ve heard after learning that the little eunuch was uneducated, she cried even more sorrowfully. Ah, born of noble status yet with such a compassionate heart!"
"In my opinion, the eunuch died a meaningful death and it was worth it!"
Just as the Xiu Luo Envoy finished speaking, he sensed a chilling gaze fall upon him.
He turned his head to realize Feng Fuce was glaring at him ominously.
"Chu Ping, you’re unusually talkative today."
The Xiu Luo Envoy was suddenly startled and quickly bowed his head, "My apologies, sir!"
Feng Fuce turned his icy gaze back to Bai Zhi’er.
The little one was crying in Qingmei’s arms, a complete tear-stained mess.
The ungrateful little rascal can’t even tell who gave her the orange.
He really shouldn’t have softened his heart.
Feng Fuce walked over.
The little eunuchs responsible for carrying the body were somewhat afraid when they saw him.
Feng Fuce stood still in front of Bai Zhi’er, his cold eyes lowered, glaring menacingly at the little eunuchs.
"You allowed a smallpox-infected body to expose itself in front of the Princess all this time?"
The little eunuchs were almost scared out of their wits.
Marquis Wan was notoriously known as the living King of Hell!
Those Xiu Luo Envoys behind him wearing evil ghost masks were fearsome enough just to look at!
The little eunuchs hurriedly lifted the stretcher again, "We servants will leave immediately, please have mercy, Marquis!"
Feng Fuce’s brows were as cold as ice, colder even than the frost and snow around.
"Did I give you permission to leave?" He raised his chin, his young face just beginning to show a handsome contour.
He also carried the oppressive presence of an authority.
A Xiu Luo Envoy took a step forward, blocking the path!
The little eunuchs’ legs turned to jelly, and they were on the verge of tears!
At this moment, Feng Fuce felt a soft little hand tightly tugging at his sleeve.
He turned his eyes to look.
Bai Zhi’er was looking up, her little face with black, glistening eyes still filled with unshed tears.
Even though she was extremely aggrieved and upset, she still looked defiant, her pink cheeks puffed out.
"I don’t allow you to hit them," she said, her baby voice tinged with sobs.
Though trying to sound feistily fierce.
But having just cried, as soon as she opened her mouth, it was like a child’s willful voice.
Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow.
He let out a sneering laugh, bending slightly.
"Alright," the young boy’s voice was clear, with a meaningful cold smile hidden in his brow, "If the princess stops crying, naturally I’ll spare them."
"I wasn’t crying!" Bai Zhi’er put her little hands on her hips, straightening her small frame.
In terms of momentum, baby would not lose!
Feng Fuce glanced at her, "Your eyes have tears, yet you say you weren’t crying?"
Bai Zhi’er immediately turned her small body and wiped her eyes messily with the back of her hand.
When she turned back, her watery eyes were clear and bright, no more tears, only redness from crying.
"Now it’s fine, see!" She stood on tiptoe, letting Feng Fuce inspect.
Feng Fuce looked down at her quietly for a few moments.
Then he straightened up and lazily waved his hand, "Let them go."
The Xiu Luo Envoy stepped aside to open the path.