OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 634: When the Princess Presents Tea, You Should Receive It with Both Hands!
Lord Huang Liu was truly subjected to castration.
He was dragged out by two Xiu Luo Envoys, barely clinging to life.
The crowd only saw the trail he left, drenched in blood.
Lord Huang Liu’s head drooped, it was uncertain if he had lost consciousness.
Lei Hu inquired, "Marquis, what should be done with him?"
Feng Fuce lowered his eyes, playing with the ring, and said indifferently, "Throw him out of the Imperial Mansion, don’t disturb everyone’s enjoyment of the banquet."
Thus, in an utterly silent and tense atmosphere, a once-renowned wealthy merchant was just thrown out of the Imperial Mansion.
No one stopped it, nor did anyone dare to speak up.
After all, Lord Huang Liu was the one who first harassed the palace Servant, and the reason given by Marquis Wan was irrefutable.
Every palace Servant belongs to the Emperor; to covet the Emperor’s women, one could be beheaded, let alone castrated?
However, those who underestimated Feng Fuce just now dared not belittle him any longer.
Marquis Wan has a truly ruthless heart, decisive and ruthless.
Indeed, just as rumors said.
After this little episode, Bai Zhi’er called the Palace Attendant, gently ordering, "Everyone seems a bit reserved, bring some pastries and tea, and share it with them!"
At this moment, Feng Fuce returned to the pavilion, his voice deep and pleasant, asking Bai Zhi’er, "He’s been driven out, are you satisfied now?"
Bai Zhi’er, although not understanding what castration was, probably thought it was as serious as a spanking in the eyes of a little one.
So, she thought Lord Huang Liu was beaten up and then thrown out of the imperial palace’s premises.
The little one’s face showed a sweet smile, like a charming and cute little flower.
She handed him a teacup, "Brother Ce, you worked hard, have some tea."
Feng Fuce did not take it himself; instead, he lowered his head and took a sip from the cup Bai Zhi’er was holding.
Indeed, the comforting warmth flowed down his throat with the thirst-quenching tea, rushing towards the lungs and Dantian.
The young man narrowed his cold eyes comfortably.
Bai Zhi’er, this little rascal, really is suitable to be his Demon Pet.
Beside him, the Princely Heir Bai Yaoyu was quite displeased.
He slightly furrowed his brows, "Marquis, how can you have my sister serve you tea? When a Princess gives you tea, you ought to receive it with both hands!"
Bai Zhi’er quickly waved her little hands, showing she didn’t mind.
She blinked her beautiful dark eyes, "Third Brother, don’t blame Brother Ce, he’s worked very hard and has to maintain order."
Bai Yaoyu was all set to engage in several rounds of dispute with Feng Fuce.
Yet he never expected his own sister to speak up for him.
This left him opening his thin lips but ultimately did not refute Bai Zhi’er’s statement.
Feng Fuce’s cool gaze, like water, subtly swept over Bai Yaoyu’s face.
He didn’t explain, seemingly accepting what Bai Zhi’er said.
Just then, Lei Hu approached outside the pavilion, cupping his fists, "Marquis, I just verified the list and found there seem to be a few extras."
Feng Fuce’s expression turned cold, "I’ll go with you to have a look."
Before leaving, he said to Bai Zhi’er, "There are many people today, don’t run around. If there’s anything you need to do, wait for me to return."
Beside them, the Fifth Heir Bai Fengqing frowned suspiciously.
Was it his imagination, or did he feel that when Marquis Wan spoke to his sister, his tone was deeper and more patient?
Bai Zhi’er nodded, her expression obedient and cute.
"Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on my brothers; I won’t run around!"
The Sixth Prince Bai Xingye was sharpening a branch with a small knife; he raised his head silently and asked, "Who exactly is watching whom?"
The Fifth Heir glanced at him and couldn’t help but say, "Sixth Brother, with your situation, it’s really our sister who should be watching you."
