OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 782: Raiding the Imperial Mansion, Bringing Food for Uncle

Chapter 782: Chapter 782: Raiding the Imperial Mansion, Bringing Food for Uncle

The gatekeeper was startled.

He quickly instructed a servant.

Officially, it was to pour tea for Zhi’er, but in reality, it was to inform Prince Qing in the back courtyard that the little princess was here!

Previously, too many people tried to curry favor with Prince Qing.

Because he was the Emperor’s own brother, there were always people visiting with gifts.

Prince Qing was someone who disliked being constrained.

Annoyed by the constant visits, he often told people he was out.

In reality, he stayed quietly at home, enjoying the peace.

At this very moment.

Prince Qing was in the study, eating chestnuts while discussing Duke Ping with his confidant.

"I heard that Duke Ping is coming to the capital soon. At that time, arrange for him to have a meal with me. After all, I once stayed at his house for a while."

The confidant guard nodded and couldn’t help but joke, "If Miss An sees the prince, she’ll surely chase after you calling you godfather."

Miss An, the eldest daughter of Duke Ping.

Though she was illegitimate, she was the first daughter and had been carefully looked after by Duke Ping.

A few years ago, when Prince Qing traveled to Huainan, Duke Ping warmly invited him to stay at their house upon hearing of his arrival.

At that time, Duke Ping’s eldest daughter was only four or five years old.

But even at such a young age, she understood what nobility meant.

Upon learning that Prince Qing was the Emperor’s brother, she immediately called him godfather sweetly.

However, Prince Qing didn’t quite like it and mostly had pretended pleasantries out of respect for Duke Ping.

At this moment, Prince Qing furrowed his handsome brows: "That’s just a joke, it shouldn’t be taken seriously."

The confidant guard nodded: "The prince has not yet married or taken a wife, naturally not suitable to be someone else’s godfather either."

Suddenly, a servant burst in frantically.

"Something’s wrong, Your Highness!"

"Why so flustered, speak slowly, it’s not like the sky is falling." Prince Qing glanced at him with a cold look.

The servant panted heavily: "The little princess is here again, heading to the study as we speak!"

Prince Qing was taken aback.

The next second, he tossed aside the chestnut shells in his hand, and his confidant guard hurriedly cleaned the remnants from the table.

Bai Beirang rushed to the window in a few strides.

He turned his head and instructed, "Do not reveal that I am in the mansion, understood!"

"Yes!" The servant and guard quickly responded.

Afterwards, they watched as the usually composed and unrestrained Prince Qing clambered awkwardly out the window to flee.

Initially, his clothes got caught halfway in the window, and he had to yank a couple of times to free himself.

After tidying up the remnants, the guard also hastily leapt out the window.

The servant ran out of the study and hid nearby.

In just two or three blinks, Bai Zhi’er’s small figure appeared around the corner of the corridor.

The little one hopped and hummed happily.

She effortlessly pushed open the study door and placed her snacks on the desk.

The gatekeeper laughed apologetically behind her, "Princess, as I said, the prince is not here."

Zhi’er was unconcerned.

"It’s okay, I’m just here to deliver something. Didn’t you send someone to prepare tea for me? I’ll rest a bit and then leave."

That said, she glanced around and saw the tiger skin on the bamboo couch by the window.

The little one’s eyes lit up, and she ran over, putting the tiger head on her own head, playing around with delight.

The gatekeeper saw the little princess entertaining herself, hesitated a few times, and then bowed and left.

The princess was still young and likely wouldn’t discover anything.

After he left, Zhi’er played for a while and then grew tired, intending to rest for a bit.

However, she sniffed with her little nose.

"What a lovely chestnut aroma!"

Even more fragrant than the pastries she brought.