OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 905: I’m Leaving the Palace!

Qingmei didn’t know what happened to the Princess, she just noticed Bai Zhi’er’s gloomy mood.

She said, "Your Highness, why don’t you take me to the Xiuluo Guard? Last time I heard from Chu Ping that the Marquis trained Guoguo to dance with a sword for you to see, how about we go take a look?"

At the mention of Feng Fuce, Bai Zhi’er immediately straightened her posture.

She said angrily, "I’m not going to the Xiuluo Guard! He deliberately avoids me anyway, what’s the point of me going!"

Qingmei was stunned.

So, there was an argument with the Marquis?

But the Princess said the Marquis avoids her, Qingmei thought it’s definitely impossible.

Marquis Wan is the kind of person who can’t take his eyes off Bai Zhi’er whenever he sees her.

"Your Highness, there must be a misunderstanding, how could the Marquis possibly avoid you?"

Qingmei felt that if the Emperor asked Marquis Wan to work at Ruizhu Palace, he would definitely agree immediately.

Bai Zhi’er lay down on the table, her eyes watering, showing sadness, along with frustration and resentment.

"That’s what he said, he doesn’t listen to my explanation and claims I don’t want to talk to him, clearly he is the one not talking to me."

After she finished speaking, she saw the wooden butterfly Feng Fuce had later made for her on the table.

Bai Zhi’er gently tapped it: "Who is bullying whom after all?"

The butterfly fell, and Bai Zhi’er carefully put it back.

Qingmei thought for a moment and decided to step forward.

She said, "Your Highness, what do you think of the Marquis as a person?"

"He’s quite good, except for his bad temper, refusing to listen to my explanation."

"Your Highness, don’t you remember, whenever you were angry before, the Marquis would always come to explain?"

"I am the Princess, why should I chase after him?"

Qingmei blinked and said, "But Your Highness, do you care about the Marquis? If you do, it’s meaningless to be concerned about who takes the initiative."

Bai Zhi’er fell silent.

Qingmei could see clearly how the Marquis cared for Bai Zhi’er.

Even the Emperor had nothing to say about that.

Qingmei said tactfully, "When someone’s heart is hurt, it leaves a hole, and fixing it becomes difficult."

On Bai Zhi’er’s delicate face, a touch of melancholy appeared.

She muttered, "He ran away so fast, I didn’t get a chance to explain..."

After a while, Bai Zhi’er called out, "Sister Qingmei, prepare some gifts for me."

Qingmei smiled, "Is Your Highness planning to visit the Marquis?"

Bai Zhi’er shook her head, "No, I’m going out of the palace!"

"Out of the palace? It’s so late." Qingmei was surprised.

Bai Zhi’er insisted that she go prepare the things and arrange for a carriage.

Thirty minutes later.

Bai Zhi’er’s carriage stopped at the entrance of Fang Mansion.

The guard heard Bai Zhi’er say she was here to see Fang Youzhen and hurried to report.

"Sister Zhi’er," Fang Youzhen hurried over, holding a lantern: "Why not come inside to talk?"

In the serene blue night, the warm lantern at Fang Mansion’s gate illuminated Bai Zhi’er’s delicate and charming face, her dark eyes gleaming.

"Sister Youzhen, um... I’m here to deliver an apology gift."

She turned and took out a palace-specialized detoxification ointment from the basket Qingmei held.

Fang Youzhen was taken aback.

Bai Zhi’er explained, "During today’s competition, you were hit by small stones on your hands. Actually, I asked Brother Ce to do this, initially just to have him watch the competition. But he was a bit heavy-handed, injuring you, I’m sorry."

She didn’t mention that this was Feng Fuce’s own idea.

Obviously, Bai Zhi’er wanted to protect Feng Fuce’s reputation, so she took all the responsibility.

Fang Youzhen, after listening, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

"Sister Zhi’er, how is that possible, you’re not that kind of person. Besides, the Marquis has already apologized to us."