OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 918: Marquis Wan Is Too Intimate with Zhi’er

Chapter 918: Chapter 918: Marquis Wan Is Too Intimate with Zhi’er

Prince Kang left the Imperial Study Room.

Bai Xilie suddenly remembered something.

So he had the Imperial Guard call Prince Kang back and scolded him.

"Zhi’er has never eaten fish since childhood and prefers small fish. Now you’re going to play the role of a fisherman. If Zhi’er finds out, how heartbroken would she be?"

Bai Xilie reprimanded angrily, "Starting tomorrow, no more fishing. Go find something else to do!"

Prince Kang protested: "Imperial Brother, I know Zhi’er likes fish. I only put the fishing rod out without any bait."

Bai Xilie said coldly, "Even pretending is not allowed. Go somewhere else tomorrow to lament the spring and autumn."

Prince Kang sighed, "Alright then."

...

The students of Mingyang Academy were all surprised.

They were about to go to the banks of the Long River with Master Mo Yanchi to paint and compose poetry.

But they never expected that Master would invite Marquis Wan as their guard on this trip!

Each Xiu Luo Envoy rode on tall horses, clad in armor with swords, looking formidable and impressive.

The students shivered with fear.

"Brother Fu Ce, this is for you to eat." Bai Zhi’er brought several baskets of cherries she had grown herself.

She first distributed them to her classmates, as well as the teacher and several tutors.

With the rest, she asked Third Brother and Sixth Brother to help distribute them to the Xiu Luo Envoys.

She herself held a heap of red-skinned, juicy cherries and handed them to Feng Fuce.

Feng Fuce watched her like a tireless little butterfly, frolicking through the crowd.

Bai Zhi’er was so well-liked that no matter where she was, everyone enjoyed talking to the Princess.

She was generous and helpful, even answering questions from books while handing out cherries.

By the time she ran up to Feng Fuce, her white forehead was covered in a sheen of sweat.

Feng Fuce raised a finger and gently wiped away the fragrant sweat from her forehead.

"You should rest in the carriage for a while."

But in the deep spring weather, the carriage was uncomfortable.

They had to travel for at least a day by carriage to reach the banks of the Long River.

Bai Zhi’er shook her head, "It’s stuffy in the carriage."

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows, "Then ride my horse?"

Saying that, he straightforwardly reached out to hold Bai Zhi’er’s waist and gently lifted her onto his horse’s back.

The oncoming spring breeze blew through the girl’s black hair.

Bai Zhi’er blinked her lively eyes, "If I ride, what about you?"

In theory, Feng Fuce could sit behind her, and the two could share one horse.

However, with so many onlookers, Feng Fuce didn’t want others gossiping, and thus, he would not do so.

He simply said, "I’ll lead your horse. When you get tired, you can rest in the carriage."

Bai Zhi’er smiled sweetly, "Okay! Then let me feed you some cherries."

She took one and handed it to Feng Fuce’s lips.

Without the slightest hesitation, he opened his mouth to eat it.

Not far away, Fang Wushen witnessed it all.

He silently asked, "Sister, don’t you think Marquis Wan is too affectionate with Sister Zhi’er?"

Beside him, Fang Youzhen replied dismissively, "You’re overthinking it."

Her gaze was constantly following the Third Young Master Bai Yaoyu.

Fang Wushen’s murmured complaints and suspicions went unheard by Fang Youzhen.

At this time, Mo Yanchi completed the headcount.

He nodded, "Everyone is here, let’s set off! Five students to a carriage, we’ll stop to rest every hour, otherwise, don’t wander off!"

The students answered loudly.

Though the trip wasn’t far, and they’d be back in a couple of days,

to them, it was as exciting as a spring outing.