OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 525: Eat Your Food and Talk Less

Just when Prince Rui and the others thought Feng Fuce was going to lose his temper and flip the table.

Feng Fuce instead picked up his chopsticks and put half of the meatball into his mouth.

Bai Zhi’er beamed: "Brother Cec, don’t rush! I’ll gnaw on a chicken leg later and give you the bone."

Feng Fuce’s face darkened.

Just now he ate to save face, but asking him to gnaw on a bone was going too far.

Princess Rui hurriedly mediated: "Zhi’er, the Marquis is just joking with you; no one actually eats bones."

The Eldest Heir Bai Xuanmo chuckled, his narrow eyes curving: "Yeah, only dogs gnaw on bones." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

This remark made Feng Fuce’s gaze grow even colder, like two crescent blades.

The fourth son, Bai Daoyan, subtly tugged on Bai Xuanmo’s clothes under the table.

Signaling him to hold his tongue.

Bai Zhi’er put down her chopsticks, huffing, "Brother Ce is not a puppy! He’s my good friend! We always share food like this!"

"When Brother Ce is in a good mood, I even feed him... mmph mmph!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Feng Fuce stuffed a small meat bun into her mouth.

The little one blinked her big eyes innocently at him.

Feng Fuce’s long eyebrows were sharp, but his tone was gentle: "Eat your food, talk less."

Over there, Su Yinling was also dining.

Grandpa Su looked at the simple three dishes and a soup on the table, he put down his chopsticks and sighed silently.

Su Yinling asked, "What’s wrong, Dad? Not hungry?"

Grandpa Su said, "When we were in the imperial palace, we had six dishes each night and palace Servants serving us."

"I know the Imperial Mansion can’t compare to the imperial palace, but the difference is too great. Why hasn’t Dongxiao sent anyone to check if we’ve finished eating?"

Su Yinling poked at the porridge with her chopsticks, chuckling.

"Back in the palace, you complained about too many servants being a nuisance! Now do you see the difference?"

"But even so, this is still much better than when we were in the village by ourselves!"

"Don’t worry, Dad. That clever Princess is in the house today, everyone’s probably busy with her, so they can’t tend to us."

"But rest assured, knowing Dongxiao, even if Princess Rui doesn’t let him come see us, he’ll sneak over anyway. We just have to wait."

Grandpa Su sighed, "Alright."

With that, he finally found the appetite to eat a bit.

Little did the father and daughter know that after Yang Chi climbed into the Imperial Mansion, he secretly hid in their courtyard.

After Bai Zhi’er finished eating, Princess Rui took her and Feng Fuce to the courtyard where the little one would rest for the night.

"When the mansion was built, your elder uncle insisted on setting aside a separate courtyard for Zhi’er, so whenever you want to visit, you can stay comfortably."

"See, today it’s come in handy. It’s not big, take a look and see if you like it, Zhi’er?"

As they walked past the Gate into the courtyard, they were immediately engulfed by a fragrant floral scent.

Bai Zhi’er blinked her big round eyes, looking at the small garden with rockeries and flowing water trickling melodiously.

By the wall, there was a little pavilion for appreciating flowers and shielding from the sun.

The two-story small building in the courtyard, draped with floating curtains, was bathed in moonlight, appearing exceptionally cozy and beautiful.

Princess Rui saying the courtyard was small was just modesty.

Bai Zhi’er trotted happily down the pebbled path with her little feet.

"I like it!"

She looked at the two-story building and turned to Feng Fuce with a beaming smile: "Brother Ce, I’ll stay on the second floor, you stay on the first floor, just perfect!"

Princess Rui was momentarily stunned, then coughed lightly: "Zhi’er, the Marquis’s courtyard is next door, and your elder aunt will have arrangements made for him as well."