OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 848: A Beast Skinned Alive

Bai Zhi’er, a small bundle, sat on the horse’s back, raising her little head to look at the situation over there.

As Feng Fuce approached, the Imperial Guards recognized it was Marquis Wan and quickly cleared a path.

"Marquis, you’re here just in time. We don’t know how to handle this, should we report it to Your Majesty?"

Feng Fuce glanced coldly at the bloody thing on the ground.

It was faintly visible that it was a skinned human.

Such a horrific scene also frightened the Imperial Guards quite a bit.

Feng Fuce instinctively glanced back, seeing the distant Bai Zhi’er seemed unaware of what had happened.

He withdrew his gaze and ordered coldly, "I’ll have my men handle this thing. Who sent this person?"

The Imperial Guards hurriedly said, "We don’t know, a fast horse just came over, said nothing, threw down a sack, and left."

"When we opened the sack for a look, we discovered it was a person."

From the structure alone, the deceased was a woman.

Droplets of blood flowed beneath, melting the thin layer of snow that had just covered it.

Feng Fuce held his breath, staring at the corpse for a while.

Suddenly, he extended his boot and kicked the female corpse away.

Only then did the crowd see a piece of black paper pressed underneath her.

"Pick it up," Feng Fuce said coldly.

The Imperial Guards quickly retrieved the folded black paper from the pool of blood.

This kind of paper is generally used to write the word "rest" for mourning, sold in funeral shops.

However, it was now used as a letter.

On it, written with white ink, were only three short sentences—

"This person is An Suzhu, her mother wanted the Princess’s life, we have taken care of the mother and daughter for you."

The signing was Mei Ying.

The blood had already soaked through the paper, part of the white words stained red, appearing especially shocking.

No one knew who Mei Ying was, of course.

Feng Fuce pondered for a moment before he turned back to call Lei Hu.

"You take a few people, clean up the corpses here, I will report this to the Emperor tomorrow."

After speaking, he instructed a subordinate, "Go investigate Duke Ping’s Mansion, find out what An Suzhu’s biological mother is called, where she is now, and if she is still alive."

Once everything was arranged, Feng Fuce returned to Bai Zhi’er’s side.

The little one sat on the horse’s back with her eyes downcast, her eyes sparkling: "Brother Ce, what was that thing?"

Feng Fuce paused for a moment, then looked up and answered blandly, "A skinned beast."

Bai Zhi’er’s small face immediately showed some confusion.

"A beast? Then why would it be thrown here at the Imperial City Gate?"

Feng Fuce shook his head and mounted his horse, "I don’t know, maybe someone with too much free time."

Bai Zhi’er asked softly, "Can I return to the palace now?"

To enter, one must pass through the front.

But Lei Hu and his men hadn’t finished cleaning up.

Feng Fuce then said, "My house is nearby, let’s go to my mansion first. Once they’ve cleaned the road, I’ll take you back to the palace."

Having said this, the young man tightened the reins.

He suddenly felt something and looked up toward the roof of the houses on the right.

If Feng Fuce’s feeling was correct, someone had been watching them from there just now.

However, as he looked over, all he could see were swirling snowflakes and the gloomy night.

Nothing was there.

A few snowflakes landed on Bai Zhi’er’s long eyelashes.

The little one sneezed, her whole body trembling.

Bai Zhi’er couldn’t be allowed to be exposed to the wind and snow any longer.

Feng Fuce came to his senses, "Hold tight to me."

He lightly squeezed the horse’s belly, turned its head, and headed towards his mansion.