OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 881: Who’s Tired of Living and Daring to Spread Gossip About Me?

Chapter 881: Chapter 881: Who’s Tired of Living and Daring to Spread Gossip About Me?

Zhi’er put her hands on her hips and sighed, looking very helpless.

"I also want to visit him, but as you can see, I’m busy every day accumulating merit."

"Once I complete this task, I will have ninety-one merits, and I’m about to reach fulfillment. Once my great mission is accomplished, I will definitely visit him."

After saying that, Zhi’er extended her plain hand.

"Is there any more dried evil ghost meat? Give me some."

She needed it to feed the demons!

White Impermanence frowned: "Oh, young ancestor, didn’t I just give you three bags last time, and it’s still not enough?"

Zhi’er nodded: "Now, as I travel across the land, I’ve met more demons and ghosts, don’t I need to make connections?"

White Impermanence shook his head and sighed: "It’s truly tough."

He took out a bag of dried meat meant for his own treats and then snatched another from Black Impermanence.

A total of two bags were given to Zhi’er.

Before leaving.

They glanced at Feng Fuce who had been standing behind Zhi’er all along.

Over the years, his identity as the Demon Lord, outside the mortal world, was no longer a secret.

Everyone knew he was always by Zhi’er’s side, and the two had a very good relationship.

Black Impermanence spoke to Zhi’er: "Princess, there are some words we should remind you."

"Within the Three Realms, there are some bad rumors saying that you spend your days with demons and ghosts and will sooner or later become a Fallen God."

If that day really comes, Zhi’er’s fate might be even worse than Jing Jia’s.

Nevertheless, upon hearing this, Zhi’er immediately rolled up her sleeves.

She widened her big, black, shiny eyes.

"Who dares to spread rumors about me? They only do so because my mother is still unconscious, so they dare to be disrespectful to me! Tell me their names, and I’ll beat them until they regret being born!"

Black and White Impermanence didn’t dare speak.

They waved their hands.

Then, grabbing Yan Song’s soul, they hurriedly left.

Afraid that if Zhi’er insisted on questioning, they’d cause trouble and definitely be held accountable by King Yan.

Zhi’er watched them leave and snorted coldly: "Cowards!"

Turning back, she saw Feng Fuce’s eyes dark and cold, while beside them, Yan He was stunned listening to her talk as if to herself.

Yan He at this moment was already convinced in her heart.

This girl who claimed to be the Kunshan Goddess was truly extraordinary.

The uncles she just called Black and White must be the Impermanence Ghost Messengers of hell!

Successfully sending away Yan Song’s ghost, Yan He also let go.

A golden merit once again drifted from the heavens, landing on Zhi’er’s palm.

After bidding farewell to the Yan family and taking a bit of compensation, she happily boarded the carriage with Feng Fuce.

They were rushing back to the Capital overnight.

Because, just today during the day, while Zhi’er was busy, the Emperor sent an urgent message.

Commanding Feng Fuce that if he didn’t bring the Princess back soon, he would suspect Fuce of kidnapping the Princess.

By then, the Emperor would issue an order to arrest Feng Fuce.

Zhi’er felt that if she didn’t return soon, her good partner would be troubled by her father.

So she decided to return to the Capital overnight.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhi’er happily made another mark in her booklet.

"Ninety-two merits, how wonderful, just eight more and I’ll complete my succession!"

Feng Fuce did not speak beside her.

Zhi’er extended her hand and, like a good brother, put her arm around his shoulder.

The young girl smiled with squinted eyes, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were so beautiful and majestic.

"Once I become the Heavenly Dao, I’ll have friendly relations with your Demon World, and in the future, we won’t have to meet like enemies anymore!"