OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 914: Oh! They’re All Quite Good-Looking

Chapter 914: Chapter 914: Oh! They’re All Quite Good-Looking

After having a meal at Prince Kang’s Mansion.

Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce, accompanied by Princess Consort Kang, set off for Nanfeng Pavilion.

Originally, both the third and fourth sons wanted to follow.

But Bai Zhi’er refused to let them come along.

"It won’t be fun with too many people, and besides, Nanfeng Pavilion is for women to enjoy. How would it look if you brothers went?"

Third Young Master Bai Yaoyu pointed at Feng Fuce: "Then why is the Marquis Wan going?"

Bai Zhi’er, hands on hips, replied with righteous indignation: "Brother Fu Ce is going to protect me."

Saying this, she assisted Princess Consort Kang onto the carriage.

The Third Young Master followed behind and said, "I can protect you too, Zhi’er!"

However, Feng Fuce quickly stepped in front of him.

The young man said calmly, "Just having me is enough."

With that said, he also got into the carriage, leaving the Third Young Master hopping mad.

"That Marquis Wan, always tagging along with my sister, is getting too arrogant!"

Bai Yaoyu angrily said, "Fourth Brother, do you think he has an ulterior motive?"

He turned around to find the fourth son whispering something to his own followers.

The Third Young Master, suspicious, furrowed his brow: "Fourth Brother? What are you doing?"

The fourth son looked at him with a confident smile.

"I’m asking the followers to go and see. If Sister likes Nanfeng Pavilion, I’ll also open one for her. A family-run place is always more reliable than an outsider’s, don’t you think so, Third Brother?"

The Third Young Master was stunned: "You’re crazy. If Uncle finds out, he’ll skin you alive."

The fourth son chuckled softly: "Don’t worry, Third Brother. Even if Uncle really wants to cause trouble, he’ll definitely question the Marquis Wan first."

The carriage arrived at Nanfeng Pavilion.

Bai Zhi’er helped Princess Consort Kang down from the carriage.

Yet to her surprise, standing at the entrance was the Xiu Luo Envoy.

They stood guard with stern faces, each wielding a waist knife.

They looked as if they were here to raid the place.

Bai Zhi’er was taken aback: "Brother Fu Ce, did you arrange for them to stand guard?"

Feng Fuce nodded indifferently: "Yes, today I have reserved the entire place, so Lady Yang Shan can enjoy herself to her heart’s content."

Upon hearing this, Princess Consort Kang felt a little embarrassed.

She had never experienced such a situation before.

Bai Zhi’er, holding her arm, led her into the courtyard.

On both sides, various male courtesans were lined up, bowing and greeting them with smiles.

"Greetings, Your Highness, greetings, Lady Yang Shan, greetings, Marquis."

Princess Consort Kang felt very shy and quickly lowered her head.

On the other hand, Bai Zhi’er glanced around: "Hmm, they’re all quite good-looking."

Feng Fuce slightly furrowed his brows.

He emphasized: "These male courtesans serve with their looks. Though they’re not unattractive, they all pursue wealth and should not be entrusted with true feelings."

Bai Zhi’er nodded in agreement.

She then advised Princess Consort Kang in a low voice: "Third Aunt, just chat with them and listen to their music. Don’t get emotionally involved with them."

Princess Consort Kang wiped the fine sweat off her forehead: "I don’t have any emotions to give them!"

Once they were inside the hall.

The madam of the establishment quickly came up to them.

"Marquis, Your Highness, Lady Yang Shan, please follow me this way."

The madam smiled broadly: "Since the Marquis has reserved the whole place, let’s enjoy ourselves in the main hall instead of going into the rooms."

Feng Fuce said coldly: "As I instructed before, do not lose decorum."

The madam quickly waved her cloth: "Rest assured, Marquis, I understand, I understand!"

Princess Consort Kang saw the madam covering her mouth and laughing at her, which made her face feel even hotter.

She felt a sudden sense of guilt and shyness.