OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 666: You Can Only Marry at 39

Prime Minister Wen truthfully shook his head, "No."

Because he only had three sons at home.

Even other ministers, if they had daughters, honestly answered no.

Even if they did, they wouldn’t dare to say it!

The Emperor wanted to show off his daughter, who dared to challenge him?

Only Historian Wang bit his pen, sighing inwardly, "I’m so envious of the Emperor, to have such an understanding daughter."

Upon hearing this, Bai Xilie raised his head.

"By the way, I just remembered, Minister Wang, you are over thirty and yet unmarried?"

When it came to marriage, Historian Wang showed little interest.

He reported, "At eighteen, my family proposed a match, but the lady later found me too dull, and thus the marriage was called off."

"Later on, I dedicated all my energy to official duties, so I lost the thought of starting a family."

The other ministers listened and exchanged silent glances.

No wonder why Historian Wang used to deliver three impeachment letters a day to the Imperial Censorate.

He was simply unmarried and bored!

But Bai Xilie said, "Now your Wang family is left with only your branch. Your brother remains unconscious in the Xiuluo Guard, not knowing when he will wake."

"You should hurry to start a family and continue the lineage."

Historian Wang smiled shyly, "I’m not in a rush; if there’s no fate, there’s no marriage; writing daily, seeing the Princess, is quite good enough."

Bai Zhi’er lowered her small head, sealing the final dossier with the Emperor’s stamp.

Upon hearing this, she casually said, "Uncle Historian, you don’t need to hurry; your wife will appear when you’re thirty-nine."

Historian Wang, surprised, asked, "Ah? Is it true what the Princess says?"

Bai Xilie had witnessed his daughter’s "spells" before.

He knew Bai Zhi’er had learned some divination from Jing Jia.

But as a father, his first reaction was to protect Bai Zhi’er.

Looking at Historian Wang, Bai Xilie smiled distantly, "Princess’s childish words, how can Minister Wang take them seriously."

"Marriage is about fate; wait patiently."

Thus.

With Bai Zhi’er’s persuasion, Yuan Zhen naturally stayed in the Great Chu Capital.

Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Yang Taiping, represented Bai Xilie to extend his greetings; Yuan Zhen was overwhelmed.

He felt he had troubled Great Chu and almost got Bai Zhi’er injured.

Unexpectedly, the Emperor of Great Chu did not mind, sending people to visit him with some medicinal materials.

Yuan Zhen’s affection grew towards Bai Zhi’er and Great Chu.

He repeatedly expressed thanks and asked Yang Taiping to convey his gratitude to Feng Fuce.

Because that day, without Feng Fuce’s timely arrival, the situation might have been hard to say.

Two days passed like this.

On this day, Bai Zhi’er lay on the bed taking a nap.

In the broad, splendid bed, the little one lay sideways with her black hair loose.

Her small face looked serene and cute.

As if dreaming a sweet dream, she kept licking her lips.

Murmuring softly, "Not full... bring another plate..."

The window slightly moved; a shadow sneaked inside.

Lu Wang approached the bed, towering above, with murderous black eyes staring at Bai Zhi’er.

His right hand gathered mana.

With just a gentle force, this peacefully sleeping little girl could meet her untimely death.

However, as Lu Wang was about to strike, he hesitated. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

For some reason, he recalled that day on the boat.

Bai Zhi’er, so small, managed to make him hide in the cabin.

Clearly such a fragile mortal, so young, where did she find the courage to consider protecting him?

Thinking like this, Lu Wang’s gaze turned complex, and the magic light in his hand gradually disappeared.