OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 859: Turning the Tables

Jun Kuang finished speaking, Bai Zhi’er entered the Wen Mansion.

Arriving outside the courtyard temporarily housing outsiders.

Bai Zhi’er caught sight of a shadow from the corner of her eye.

She turned her gaze and found Xiao Li hiding behind a nearby house watching this direction.

Its serpent body was hidden, only half of its snake head exposed, those snake eyes stared intently at the courtyard.

Judging from Xiao Li’s expression, a trace of doubt flashed in Bai Zhi’er’s watery eyes.

Could it be, there’s an issue with the person inside the house?

Xiao Li was the protective demon beast she had summoned.

Even it residing nearby suggested the person wasn’t ordinary.

Bai Zhi’er steadied her mind and stepped inside.

Two attendant students were watching the door, and upon seeing the Princess, they quickly opened it.

Inside, the woman was lying in bed; hearing the sound, she hurriedly sat up.

"Princess, Your Highness, you are indeed the Princess!"

She rushed forward, disregarding her slightly disheveled hair, and knelt before Bai Zhi’er at once.

"A peasant woman saved by the Princess, endlessly grateful, would become an ox or horse to repay you!" The woman kowtowed three times in succession.

Bai Zhi’er tilted her head to examine her face.

Though somewhat dirty, stained with blood, her complexion appeared sallow.

Yet Bai Zhi’er still recognized her.

"Aren’t you the wicked aunt from the same village as Old Man Gao?"

She once attempted to snatch the ginseng Bai Zhi’er harvested, but ended up descending the mountain on her knees, returning the ginseng in tears.

The woman paused in surprise.

Then she laughed: "Princess, Your Highness, no wonder you look familiar; we have met before. You truly are a savior in my life!"

Bai Zhi’er blinked her ebony eyes at her for a moment.

"When do you plan to return home?"

The woman’s face showed a pleasing smile.

She rubbed her frostbitten hands: "Princess, Your Highness, well... I left home in a huff, injured my foot, making it inconvenient to walk."

"After so many days out here, I indeed wish to go home, so I’d like to ask the Princess to arrange a carriage to take me back."

"And one more request, could the Princess accompany a peasant woman? My husband drove me out with his scolding; if he sees the Princess, he wouldn’t dare bully me anymore."

Bai Zhi’er observed the woman.

Her lips were cracked, bruises were evident, forehead still had remnants of blood stains.

The little one’s dark, lively eyes pondered and nodded: "Alright, eat some food later, and I’ll find someone to escort you home."

"Thank you, Princess." The woman was very happy.

Bai Zhi’er turned and left the room, Jun Kuang immediately followed.

"Princess, Your Highness," Jun Kuang rarely frowned: "I don’t think it’s wise for you to go along."

Bai Zhi’er blinked her long lashes: "Why?"

"This woman’s true identity is still questionable; going with her might be unsafe."

"No worries, helping others is a joy, I’ll bring people with me, it’s no problem." The little one waved her hand, clearly unconcerned.

Seeing he couldn’t persuade her, Jun Kuang felt uneasy inside.

So, during a calm moment in the Wen Mansion, he went to Xiuluo Guard.

After finishing her meal, it was already an hour later.

The sky grew gloomy again, as if it were going to snow.

Bai Zhi’er rode the carriage, taking the woman along with Qingmei and the coachman, heading to Gao Village.

Along the way, the wheels rolled over the mountain roads, the surroundings gradually became desolate.

Bai Zhi’er kept her eyes closed and silent, yet the woman’s sneaky gaze made Qingmei uneasy.

Suddenly.

The carriage abruptly stopped.

Bai Zhi’er swiftly opened her eyes, hearing Feng Fuce’s cold voice outside the carriage—

"All get off."