OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 976: Even the Emperor Isn’t This Overbearing!
Bai Xilie was somewhat surprised.
"You actually recognized me?"
Zhi’er praised, "Brother Fu Ce is really amazing!"
Feng Fuce’s eyes were dark and indifferent: "So obviously special, is there anyone who didn’t recognize him?"
Just then, a voice came from behind them—
"Zhi’er, sister! You haven’t gone back yet?" Fang Wushen came running with a book basket.
Zhi’er blinked her big eyes: "Um, I was just about to return to the palace with Brother Fu Ce."
Fang Wushen’s gaze swept to Feng Fuce, then looked at the tall guard beside Zhi’er.
He snorted with a cold laugh.
"Marquis Wan, I see this guard is tall and strong, should be someone you’ve sent from the Xiuluo Guard, right?"
"Although I shouldn’t say this, Zhi’er sister is my good friend, I find it necessary to remind you."
"Your guard often oversteps; sometimes before Zhi’er can speak, he has already made a decision."
"How can someone so disrespectful accompany the princess, I suggest you replace him next time."
Bai Xilie’s eyes were deep and cold, his fist clenched under his sleeve.
Feng Fuce raised his eyebrow gloomily.
So indeed, there were people who hadn’t recognized the Emperor.
Zhi’er thought of Feng Fuce’s earlier question and couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
Fang Wushen saw her laugh and immediately said, "By the way, Zhi’er sister, my sister’s birthday is coming up."
"She’s planning a small banquet and wants to invite you. You definitely must come."
Zhi’er blinked her dark eyes.
Sister Youzhen’s birthday, of course, she would go.
"Okay!" She agreed readily.
Then, Fang Wushen asked somewhat shyly, "Well... do you have time tomorrow? We can go to the street together to pick out a birthday gift for my sister?"
"No!" Feng Fuce and Bai Xilie said in unison.
Fang Wushen was stunned.
He looked at the two: "I was asking Zhi’er sister!"
Feng Fuce, with a cold, handsomely fair face, directly grabbed Zhi’er’s hand and pushed her onto the carriage.
He said to Fang Wushen dismissively and coldly, "She doesn’t have time."
Then, Feng Fuce got onto the carriage.
Fang Wushen hissed, "Hey! I say, Marquis Wan, how could you..."
Before he finished his words, he was already blocked by a tall figure.
The tall guard Zhi’er brought glared at him with fierce, cold eyes.
Fang Wushen had been crawling and rolling in the military camp since childhood with General Fang, already possessing a fearless character.
Even when General Fang glared, he wasn’t afraid, but this guard, upon looking at him, made Fang Wushen feel a kind of knee-softening shock.
"Princess has no time tomorrow, she’s quite busy, also, you may call her sister, but don’t be too familiar."
"You must know the differences between men and women, moreover she is the ruler you are the official; understand the order of hierarchy!"
"If you don’t behave, I’ll have a talk with your father!"
Bai Xilie said, then turned around and got onto the carriage.
As the wheels turned, Zhi’er poked her head out of the carriage window, waving to the stunned Fang Wushen.
"Brother Wuxi, I’m leaving! Don’t worry, I will certainly arrive at Sister Youzhen’s birthday banquet on time. See you!"
Fang Wushen stood in place dumbfounded, watching the carriage roll away.
He was extremely perplexed!
"A guard, so arrogant? What business is it of his how close I am with Zhi’er sister!"
Fang Wushen muttered and complained: "The Emperor came, probably wouldn’t be that domineering!"
It must be Marquis Wan’s trained Xiu Luo Envoy, which is why he’s so overbearing, otherwise Fang Wushen couldn’t imagine another possibility.
