OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 664: No, No, That’s Not Why I’m Here for Lunch

Imperial Study Room.

Bai Xilie, upon learning that Bai Zhi’er had a close brush with danger, was furious.

He investigated the matter thoroughly and, slamming the table with some of his confidant Ministers, angrily said, "That Prince Yuan, carrying contradictions with his own country, almost implicated Zhi’er."

Bai Xilie immediately said, "Throw him out of Great Chu for me!"

Historian Wang was present to record every word of the Emperor.

Upon hearing this, he immediately stood up with his pen in hand.

"This official also agrees, Prince Yuan is so dangerous, it’s inherently unsafe for our court!"

Historian Wang thought to himself, luckily the little princess wasn’t harmed.

Receiving this support, Bai Xilie immediately urged Quanxi.

"Order the Imperial Army to watch over Prince Yuan’s entourage as they leave Great Chu!"

At this time, several other old Ministers exchanged glances and couldn’t help but stand up.

Prime Minister Wen cupped his hands, "Your Majesty, while the Prince of Yan is indeed dangerous, this is nonetheless a good chance for us to infiltrate their court."

Bai Xilie narrowed his cold, chilling eyes.

"I know what you want to say, nothing more than, with Yan Country in internal strife, as they fight like clam and shellfish, it’s beneficial for us."

"Prime Minister, are you trying to persuade me that by taking this opportunity to win over Prince Yuan, we can find a chance to instigate internal conflict in Yan Country?"

Prime Minister Wen lowered his head, "Your Majesty is wise, that is exactly my intention."

Bai Xilie laughed coldly, "Even so, Zhi’er merely fell into the water, and I have already reached my limit. If Zhi’er were injured, I would have had to detain this Prince Yuan and flay him alive!"

"In any case, Great Chu cannot keep them!"

Historian Wang immediately nodded, "The Emperor is right."

Prime Minister Wen looked helplessly at Historian Wang.

At this moment, why is Lord Wang still adding fuel to the fire!

Suddenly, a soft voice called out from outside the door.

A little head peeked in.

Bai Zhi’er blinked her big bright and lively eyes, "Father, Ministers, may I come in and chat with you all?"

Historian Wang immediately exclaimed excitedly, "Princess!"

These days, without the Princess accompanying the Emperor in court, Historian Wang had somewhat missed the little one.

All the Ministers quickly saluted.

Bai Xilie rose from the Dragon Chair, walked around the table, and brought his daughter inside.

At this moment, his face was full of a smile of fatherly affection and doting.

"You little rascal, why are you here? Father had someone prepare sweet milk cake for you, it’s on the table. Have you tasted it? Do you like it?"

Saying this, Bai Xilie carried his daughter to the Dragon Chair, sitting together.

Bai Zhi’er nodded obediently, her voice soft and sweet, "I did, I really liked it."

Bai Xilie immediately burst into cheerful laughter, "As long as you like it, Quanxi, give a heavy reward to the Imperial Chef who made the sweet milk cake today!"

He then lowered his head and asked, "What would you like for lunch later, Zhi’er? Why not stay in the Imperial Study Room and have lunch with Father? You name a few dishes, and I’ll have them prepared."

Bai Zhi’er counted on her fingers.

"Hmm, I want to eat roasted pigeon eggs, mixed shredded meat, vinegar-fried shrimp sticks, and..."

The little one suddenly remembered something, shaking her little head.

"No, no, Father, I didn’t come today just to bum a meal!"

While having someone note down the dishes his daughter mentioned, Bai Xilie asked, "Then what do you want to play with your Father?"

Bai Zhi’er’s voice was soft, her big watery eyes looking over the officials present.

Historian Wang seized the opportunity to excitedly beckon to the little one.

Bai Zhi’er sweetly smiled, "I heard the Ministers are discussing Prince Yuan’s stay or leave with Father. Zhi’er is here to offer advice!"