OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 870: These Are the Emperor’s Scolding Letters to Me

With the matter resolved, Lei Hu went to notify the nearby villagers.

The plainclothes Xiu Luo Envoys helped dig the earth and uncovered thirteen sets of girl remains.

Families who had lost their daughters hugged each other and wept bitterly.

In the mountain wilderness, all that echoed were sounds of sorrow.

Bai Zhi’er supported an old lady’s hand.

Because other families came with two or three people to identify the bodies, only this old lady came alone.

"Granny, take care of your health. The deceased have passed, don’t be too sad," she softly and gently consoled.

The old lady, her hair already flecked with white, tearfully told Bai Zhi’er.

"My son and daughter-in-law died early, leaving only my granddaughter, and now she’s gone too."

Bai Zhi’er sighed gently.

Parting from life and death is the hardest problem to solve in the human world.

"The male ghost who kidnapped your children is called Zhang Sheng. Fifty years ago, he had an affair with a woman and was beheaded by her husband and his corpse was thrown into the wilderness."

"Later, he occupied the land as a ghost, harassing passing girls. Now he has been annihilated; you can rest assured."

To comfort these pitiful people, Bai Zhi’er decided to help transcend the wronged souls of the girls.

As she softly murmured, the incantations flowed word by word, transforming into light waves visible only to her, enveloping everything around.

From the skeletons, the images of one young girl after another gradually floated out.

They followed Bai Zhi’er’s guidance toward the direction of the brightest star.

And almost at the same moment, Bai Zhi’er reached out her hand.

A feather, light as a downy plume, fell from the heavens into her palm.

Like snow, it dissolved into nothingness, embedding into her hand.

Bai Zhi’er clenched her fist, and smiled brightly at Feng Fuce.

"Done, my ninetieth merit is in hand!"

Declining the villagers’ invitations to stay, Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce rode away in a carriage, led by Guoguo and the others.

Yunxi City is ten days away from the Capital.

They had already been out for almost a month this time.

"The Emperor sent urgent guards with six letters urging you to return." Feng Fuce took out the six letters from the box in the carriage.

Bai Zhi’er did not need to read them to know what her father was saying.

She leaned over to look, seeing four other letters in the box.

"Are those also from my dad?"

"No," Feng Fuce’s tone was calm and matter-of-fact: "Those are from the Emperor scolding me for not advising you to return to the Capital."

Bai Zhi’er was initially stunned, then burst into a delicate laugh.

She raised her finger and affectionately pinched Feng Fuce’s cheek.

"Thank you for your patience, Fuce."

She did not know when she stopped calling him Brother Fu Ce.

Instead, she calls him by his name more intimately.

Feng Fuce only allows Bai Zhi’er to call him this way.

Bai Zhi’er’s action made his expression slightly unnatural.

Feng Fuce lightly coughed, lifted his hand to gently brush away her palm, but then held her wrist, resting it together on his knee.

"On the way back to the Capital, there’s a chance to visit Pingjin City. A woman has been invoking spirits for her late husband and is on the verge of losing her mind. Her family is worried and asked us to check." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

"Once these tasks are finished, we’ll reach the Capital just in time to see the lantern flowers."

While speaking, Feng Fuce glanced sidewise at Bai Zhi’er’s nearby long eyelashes.

Bai Zhi’er nodded repeatedly: "Then my ninety-first merit will also be completed."

She naturally withdrew her wrist held by Feng Fuce, stretching lazily.

"Later, ask Guoguo to send a letter to Uncle, asking him to accept more commissions this year. The ten-year period I agreed with the Star Lords is near, and I need to hurry up."