OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 663: Won’t Anyone Do Something About Lu Wang?
Feng Fuce was rendered speechless by the clever little one’s words.
In the end, he tightened his expression, "Bai, Zhi, er!"
The little one put her hands on her hips, chest out, "What do you want! Do you want to scold me!"
Lu Wang opened his mouth, somewhat surprised and a bit scared. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
This was the first person to dare challenge Lord Demon like this.
Truly fearless!
However, the next second, Feng Fuce looked at Bai Zhi’er’s wet black hair.
He pressed his thin lips and his tone softened a bit.
"I won’t scold you," Feng Fuce conceded.
Lu Wang’s face was visibly shocked.
Bai Zhi’er stepped directly onto Feng Fuce’s boots with her small foot.
Even so, Feng Fuce didn’t get angry at all.
The little one huffed, "You said you wanted to kill him, so find him then!"
Feng Fuce gazed at her with steady eyes.
"Is this Ju Zi really that important?"
"Important!" Bai Zhi’er answered decisively, "He’s my friend, not a nameless existence. Whether alive or dead, I want to know!"
The two exchanged glances, both with a deep tension in their eyes.
Just then, there was a sudden light "squeak" sound beside them, followed by a spurt of blood spraying onto the carriage floor with the noise.
Feng Fuce and Bai Zhi’er both looked towards Lu Wang.
They saw Lu Wang hastily covering his injured thigh.
If he shifted slightly, the blood seemed to spurt out.
Seeing them looking over, Lu Wang waved, his expression surprisingly naive and handsome.
"Sorry, I couldn’t cover it up. I didn’t mean to interrupt you two."
Bai Zhi’er’s watery eyes immediately filled with fear.
"Brother Wangwang, you’re seriously injured!"
She almost forgot.
Lu Wang’s thigh and shoulder were both hit by arrows.
Feng Fuce looked at Lu Wang, his tone cold, "I told you to protect her, but you got hurt yourself, useless."
Lu Wang lowered his head, admitting his mistake, "Forgive me, my lord!"
Bai Zhi’er turned and glared at Feng Fuce, "Why are you scolding Wangwang!"
Feng Fuce was stunned, "Did I scold him?"
He then frowned, "I told him to protect you, and instead, he let you fall into the water. Shouldn’t he be scolded?"
Bai Zhi’er crossed her arms, her voice soft and cute, "If it wasn’t for protecting me, how would he have gotten hurt!"
Lu Wang raised his hand, groaning a bit, "Stop arguing... my fault..."
The little one spread her hands, "See! Wangwang is still admitting his mistake, Brother Fuce, you’re just too harsh!"
Feng Fuce’s cold gaze swept over Lu Wang, "Harsh? Bai Zhi’er, I’m worried about you."
In contrast, Lu Wang’s voice seemed slightly low, "Could you stop calling me Wangwang alone?"
Bai Zhi’er playfully slapped his shoulder, "Don’t be afraid, Wangwang, I’ll protect you, and Brother Fuce won’t bully you!"
Feng Fuce snapped, "Don’t touch him, he’s covered in blood."
Bai Zhi’er immediately retracted her little hand obediently.
Lu Wang: ...
Then, he watched as Bai Zhi’er sat beside Feng Fuce, bickering non-stop with Lord Demon.
Feng Fuce appeared impatient on the surface, with cold indifference.
But from time to time, he would reach out to push back the wet strands of hair from her face to behind her ear.
And he even patiently wiped her small hands.
Lu Wang felt like he was somewhat redundant there.
The carriage arrived at the imperial palace, Feng Fuce took off his own robe and wrapped Bai Zhi’er in it, holding her in his arms.
The Imperial Guard saluted respectfully, "Greetings, Your Highness, Marquis!"
Feng Fuce carried Bai Zhi’er, the two still discussing the previous matter, walking straight past the Imperial Guard.
Subsequently, the Imperial Guards watched as a bloodied figure followed behind Bai Zhi’er and them, striding into the palace.
