OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 919: Why Are You So Determined to Go Your Own Way?

Chapter 919: Chapter 919: Why Are You So Determined to Go Your Own Way?

Mo Yanchi walked up to Feng Fuce.

He stroked his beard with a smile: "This journey relies heavily on the Marquis and the Xiu Luo Envoy."

Feng Fuce replied indifferently: "Don’t worry, Teacher."

Chu Ping stayed behind to watch over the Xiuluo Guard, and this time accompanying were Lei Hu and Guoguo.

Mo Yanchi knew these two were small leaders within the Xiuluo Guard.

He took out the tea he had prepared as a reward for them.

"A small token, not much, Vice Captain Lei and Vice Captain Guo, please accept."

Guoguo pinched the tea package with a start.

Vice Captain Guo?!

Mo Yanchi turned and left, Lei Hu thought of many sad things, holding back his laughter.

"Who told you to never reveal your real name?" Lei Hu managed to hold back his laughter.

Guoguo rolled his eyes: "I have no name!"

With that, he pulled the reins and rode to the front.

The carriage moved on at a brisk pace.

Feng Fuce, to accommodate Bai Zhi’er, held the reins and slowed down behind.

Bai Zhi’er sat high on the horse, feeling the spring breeze on her face.

She closed her eyes, intending to enjoy the warmth of the sunlight.

However, the moment Bai Zhi’er closed her eyes!

A vision suddenly flashed before her eyes.

The carriage was hit by falling rocks from the mountain, causing countless deaths and injuries.

The exposed faces of some corpses were those of her companions traveling with her!

Bai Zhi’er abruptly opened her eyes.

"Wait a moment!" she spoke up.

Feng Fuce turned back: "What’s wrong?"

Bai Zhi’er’s eyes sparkled with a hint of urgency: "We must change route; we can’t proceed ahead. We need to inform the teacher swiftly!"

Feng Fuce knew that Bai Zhi’er never spoke in vain.

If she felt it was impassable, then it certainly was.

So, Feng Fuce wasted no time, immediately mounting the horse, sitting behind Bai Zhi’er.

He grabbed the reins from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Hold on, let’s catch up with them." He left a low, pleasant voice by the girl’s ear.

Feng Fuce snapped the whip, and the horse galloped forward.

Bai Zhi’er was securely protected in front by Feng Fuce.

Soon, they caught up with the carriage ahead.

"Teacher! Teacher!" Bai Zhi’er shouted: "The road ahead is impassable, let’s switch to another road."

Mo Yanchi heard the voice and looked out from the carriage.

"Change direction now? But we’re just about to reach the first post station where we can rest for a while."

Bai Zhi’er sensed for a moment and firmly shook her head: "No, we must switch to another road here."

A companion named Bai Jie also heard Bai Zhi’er’s words.

At this moment, he poked his head out, his face full of pain and pallor.

"Princess, can we not make such a fuss? I get motion sickness in a carriage, and my stomach is churning, I can barely stand it!"

"I’m just waiting to reach the station ahead for some cool tea and rest. If we suddenly change paths, it’ll be a detour, and I’m afraid I might not hold back from vomiting!"

Before Bai Zhi’er could speak, Feng Fuce had already said in a cold tone: "This is for everyone’s safety, not just for you alone."

"Change to the West Mountain road, detouring from there to Long River."

With Feng Fuce’s command, the coachmen immediately changed direction, with the Xiu Luo Envoys leading the way.

Bai Jie, already feeling dizzy, now jumped angrily off the carriage.

"Marquis Wan, you really don’t care about others’ feelings, do you? What’s the harm in resting for a bit here? What safety concerns could there be?"

"Then you switch paths yourselves, I’m heading to the station ahead to rest, wait for my family to pick me up, I’m not going to Long River!"

Saying this, he, alone, stomped forward in defiance.

Mo Yanchi frowned, shouting: "Bai Jie, come back!"