OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 699: Feng Fuce, Why Are You So Nice

After they left, those slender, cold eyes in the private room remained faintly surprised.

This emotion was because of what Bai Zhi’er had just said.

Initially, he helped by replacing Bai Zhi’er’s blank poetry with a poem he personally wrote.

But he never expected Bai Zhi’er to be so honest.

Even when she was awarded first place, she refused to lie to claim the title.

Perhaps.

She wasn’t as bad as he imagined.

With the help of the Xiu Luo Envoy, Bai Zhi’er quickly caught up with Xu Zhong.

Standing by the shimmering lakeside, the little one had the Xiu Luo Envoy present a silver ingot.

Xu Zhong, feeling much calmer, looked at the silver and was startled: "Miss, this is...?"

Bai Zhi’er smiled sweetly, her eyes bright and lively.

"I saw that Lord Xu possesses exceptional talent. The poem you wrote about autumn just now amazed everyone."

"Given your world-shocking talent, I would like to commission ten poems about ’autumn’ from you so I can bind them into a book to appreciate with my friends."

"This silver is to compensate you for your efforts."

Xu Zhong was stunned.

"Really? Does Miss appreciate Xu’s poetry?"

Bai Zhi’er nodded: "Yes, that’s settled then. Hmm, I’ll give you two months. Once you’re done, deliver it to Fengchao Mansion."

Fengchao Mansion!

Xu Zhong was astounded.

It’s said that this is the academy the little princess is building.

Xu Zhong wanted to inquire more, but Bai Zhi’er had already walked away with the Xiu Luo Envoy.

He looked down at the silver ingot in his hand, his eyes reddening as he held it tightly.

When Feng Fuce returned after finishing his business, Bai Zhi’er happened to be near Yasi Tea House.

Yuan Zhen was chasing after the little one: "Junior sister, when we return, I’ll definitely give my sister a good talking to."

Bai Zhi’er remained calm, her small hands behind her back, stepping lightly.

"That’s your family affair, senior brother. You don’t need to tell me. However, if she disrespects and bullies my Great Chu citizens again, as Princess, I will definitely give her a harsh lesson!"

After saying this, Bai Zhi’er saw Feng Fuce’s figure.

She immediately skipped over: "Brother Fu Ce~~"

The little one’s soft voice was drawn out.

Between Feng Fuce’s thin eyebrows was an almost imperceptible faint smile.

He glanced at Yuan Zhen, and the Xiu Luo Envoys immediately stepped forward, stopping Yuan Zhen from continuing to chase Bai Zhi’er.

Feng Fuce took Bai Zhi’er away in a carriage.

In the carriage, the young man asked, "Did you enjoy your food today?"

Bai Zhi’er pouted: "So-so, Yuan Ruxin was so obnoxious, it ruined my appetite. I only had two small plates of pastries."

She said, rubbing her belly: "Poor little tummy, it’s still half empty!"

Feng Fuce smiled.

He picked up a paper bag beside him: "For you."

Bai Zhi’er’s eyes lit up, and upon opening it, there were three freshly baked grilled rice cakes!

The freshly baked rice cakes were crispy and yellow on the outside, soft on the inside, topped with a layer of osmanthus honey.

Bai Zhi’er skewered one and took a gentle bite.

"Mmm! So sweet, so sweet, I love it!" she mumbled.

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows: "I was on business on that street and smelled this sweet aroma, guessing you’d like it."

Bai Zhi’er licked her lips while eating: "Delicious!"

Suddenly, she remembered something.

"Oh, Brother Fu Ce," the little one blinked her round, dark eyes: "Can you help me repay some money?"

Feng Fuce’s dark eyes paused: "Who did you borrow money from?"

"A Xiu Luo Envoy brother, I just helped a very diligent scholar. The silver ingot I gave him was borrowed from the Xiu Luo Envoy brother."

"Because I didn’t bring any silver when I went out today, after you help me repay him, I’ll have Sister Qingmei give it to you when I return to the palace!"

After Bai Zhi’er finished speaking, her small hands clasped into fists, like a kitten begging, her eyes shiny black: "Can you, Brother Fu Ce?"