OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 831: If You Stay With Me, I’ll Have an Appetite

Chapter 831: Chapter 831: If You Stay With Me, I’ll Have an Appetite

After he left, Chu Ping caught Yang Li, who was covered in blood, and dragged him back to the prison cell.

Feng Fuce was playing with the Ju Zi, wondering what Bai Zhi’er was doing at this moment, following Prince Qing.

Guoguo stormed in from outside, fuming with anger.

"Chu Ping, come out here!" he shouted angrily.

Feng Fuce looked up at them.

Chu Ping’s hands were dirty with blood, and before he had a chance to clean up, he ran out.

"What’s the matter, calling so urgently, Brother Guoguo?"

Guoguo gritted his teeth: "It’s all your fault! Last time, when you failed to propose marriage, everyone in the palace saw my face smeared with rouge, looking like a monkey’s behind!"

"Just now I went to fetch water and ran into the Princess and Qingmei. They actually gave me a nickname, called Xi Tongzi! All the palace Servants were laughing at me!"

Guoguo said while feeling he couldn’t face mingling in the palace anymore.

Chu Ping was surprised, then burst into laughter.

He reached out and grasped Guoguo’s shoulder: "Brother Guoguo, it’s nothing. The palace Servants are teasing you because they like you, which means you’re popular."

Guoguo shook off his hand: "Cut the crap! Compensate me for my losses!"

After speaking, Guoguo noticed Chu Ping’s dirty hands with blood stains.

He quickly turned his head to inspect his shoulder shirt.

Sure enough! There were two large handprints from Chu Ping.

Guoguo was infuriated.

Why is it always him who suffers!

He was about to raise his fist to brawl with Chu Ping.

Suddenly his wrist was held by someone.

Guoguo glanced aside, it was Feng Fuce.

"Marquis, you couldn’t possibly watch me getting hit, could you?" Chu Ping said emotionally.

But Feng Fuce looked at Guoguo, coldly asking: "Have you just met the Princess? She didn’t leave the palace today?"

Guoguo responded grumpily: "No, she didn’t."

Feng Fuce smiled and walked directly outside.

Chu Ping was taken aback.

The Marquis stopped Guoguo, surprisingly not for his sake!

An hour later.

Bai Zhi’er sat in Feng Fuce’s carriage.

The little one was dressed in a purple jacket skirt today, along with a white fox fur, making her look both precious and lovely.

She blinked her big eyes, looking with concern at Feng Fuce who was resting against the carriage wall.

"Brother Fuce, you said you’re ill, where exactly are you uncomfortable?"

Why didn’t she sense anything when taking his pulse just now?

Feng Fuce opened his thin eyes, coughing lightly with some weakness, yet his tone remained ice cold.

"Nothing serious, just haven’t eaten anything for six days."

For six whole days, he hadn’t seen Bai Zhi’er.

This sentence startled the little one.

"Six days without eating? That’s so scary! I feel famished after missing just one meal! Brother Fuce can actually go without eating for six days."

Feng Fuce responded with an "hmm", turning his gaze sideways to her: "We’re going to Xijiang Yue, if you accompany me for a while, maybe I’ll have an appetite."

Bai Zhi’er agreed readily: "Alright! If you don’t have energy later, I’ll feed you."

Feng Fuce’s lips immediately curled into a light smile: "Okay."

Little Demon Pet was still thinking about him.

Xijiang Yue had long been acquired by Feng Fuce.

When Bai Zhi’er wasn’t there, it was open to the public.

If Bai Zhi’er wanted to come, it must be temporarily closed, serving only her.

Indeed, Feng Fuce entered the shop with Bai Zhi’er, and the Shopkeeper and several waiters quickly bowed respectfully.

The Shopkeeper grinned broadly: "The best spot in the private room on the second floor has been reserved for Your Highness, please head upstairs."

Feng Fuce replied indifferently: "Same as usual, serve all the signature dishes."

"Alright!"

Bai Zhi’er didn’t forget to softly instruct: "Quickly serve the dishes, or I fear Brother Fuce might faint from hunger."