OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 593: Acting Cute to Get Away with It

Chapter 593: Chapter 593: Acting Cute to Get Away with It

Such a fierce person trying to say something like this.

It shocked little Zhi’er’s mind.

"Well, umm..." She furrowed her little brows in frustration.

How else could she trouble the big baddie?

He’s already admitted his mistake!

Zhi’er thought for a moment and had to say, "Then you can’t do that next time! Otherwise, if this Princess gets angry, I’ll make sure you..."

She racked her brain, thinking of the most terrible punishment.

Finally, Zhi’er chuckled and said, "I’ll make sure you can’t eat any meat for a whole year!"

Fuce will be sooo hungry!

Feng Fuce remained unfazed and calmly said, "I’m so scared, I won’t do it again next time."

Little Zhi’er suddenly felt much more satisfied.

She placed her little hand in his palm, and in the next moment, Feng Fuce gripped it tightly.

As Feng Fuce led her, galloping into the city. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Little Zhi’er’s stomach let out a soft rumble.

Oh, hungry again~

She looked around, but since it was so late, all the food stalls were closed.

The little one suddenly remembered, she still had the Evil Ghost Meat Dried given by Black and White Impermanence in her bag.

She quickly shook off Feng Fuce’s hand, reached into her pouch with her small hand, and took out a piece of dried meat.

The dried meat was very tough and not easy to chew; eating it was like sharpening her little teeth.

Feng Fuce glanced down at her, noticing a peculiar scent.

He looked again and asked coldly, "What are you eating?"

Zhi’er muffled her reply, "Some meat jerky given by others."

Feng Fuce abruptly halted the horse.

He sternly said, "Let me see it."

Zhi’er’s mind sounded an alarm, and she hurriedly shielded her dried meat.

"Brother Fuce, why do you want to see it?"

Feng Fuce’s gaze grew deep.

He clearly smelled that what she held wasn’t ordinary jerky.

But a food heavy in yin energy.

"Hand it over, eating that will affect your body," Feng Fuce urged coldly again.

Zhi’er quickly put the jerky back into her small pouch.

"I’m not eating it; can’t I just use it to grind my teeth?" The little one blinked pitifully.

Feng Fuce tried to harden his heart, but seeing her pitiful expression softened even his stern brow.

The young man patiently asked, "Then tell me, who gave it to you?"

Zhi’er licked her lips, "Two strange uncles..."

Far away in hell, Black and White Impermanence sneezed simultaneously.

Feng Fuce’s eyes flickered, "You dare to eat things given by strangers?"

Zhi’er innocently sniffed, "I’m hungry..."

Her soft and adorable voice was like a little kitten’s meowing.

Feng Fuce felt helpless with her.

He thought about it.

Forcibly taking the little one’s things would surely make her cry and get angry.

He had already upset her once.

Thus, Feng Fuce coldly said, "Hold onto my hand tightly. I’ll rush you back to the palace now. You can eat once we’re back, but you’re not allowed to put that jerky in your mouth again."

Zhi’er nodded obediently, "Okay~"

She quickly spread her little hands, holding onto one of Feng Fuce’s arms tightly.

She didn’t forget to lift her big watery eyes and adorably said, "Brother Fuce, you have to get me home quickly! Otherwise, I’ll be starved out on the road!"

Her reliance made Feng Fuce raise an eyebrow.

The smile that almost surfaced was pressed down by his thin lips.

"Hold on tight, I won’t let you starve," he said, protecting her small body, and indeed galloped towards the imperial palace.

Meanwhile, nestled within him, little Zhi’er secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Whew! Glad my cuteness fooled him!

If not, just those two pieces of jerky wouldn’t be enough to share with Brother Fuce!