OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess
Chapter 1124: Lady Wants to Grant You Two a Marriage
Bai Zhi’er blinked her eyes.
Hmm... just spontaneously beat them up?
Of course, she didn’t know that Feng Fuce took action because those Imperial Guards made teasing remarks about her.
Feng Fuce is almost never a Demon Lord who personally disciplines mortals.
Unless he is truly provoked.
The Imperial Guards gathered around him, teasingly joking—
"How long have you been with that palace servant, and how far have you gone?"
"Just held hands, kissed lips, did she let you touch her?"
"Her skin is so fair, her waist so slim, she must be quite enchanting."
Feng Fuce was originally holding a book, preparing to read while sorting.
But hearing this, his cold eyes suddenly lifted, looking at the one who spoke.
The Imperial Guard shivered in fear under Feng Fuce’s gaze.
"What’s wrong? Can’t we even joke around?"
Feng Fuce didn’t waste words with him, punched directly and knocked out one of his teeth.
The remaining Imperial Guards rushed up, intending to teach Feng Fuce a lesson.
But they were all knocked to the ground by him alone.
Although Feng Fuce described it lightly to Bai Zhi’er.
In reality, he broke two of their arms and knocked out another’s tooth.
The rest were all injured.
Because he was so capable, and he was from the Empress’s palace, the Imperial Guard Commander hesitated for a moment about punishing him.
If punished, what if the Empress blames it?
Most importantly, if he resisted, a whole group of Imperial Guards couldn’t beat him!
So Feng Fuce safely returned to Bai Zhi’er’s side.
He didn’t plan to discuss it in detail, lest he scare his Little Demon Pet.
Bai Zhi’er thought about the Prince Li Zheng coming tomorrow and got excited.
She definitely wanted to personally uncover the true face of Prince Li Zheng.
Although unable to change the already occurred outcome, at least she could lessen Fu Xiru’s regret a little.
After saying goodbye to Feng Fuce, Bai Zhi’er turned around and skipped back to the room.
Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow: "Not inviting me in to sit for a while?"
When out before, he always watched over the Little Demon Pet until she slept before leaving.
Bai Zhi’er glanced back.
Under the moonlight, the girl’s face was gentle and charming, her smiling black eyes watery.
"That won’t do, I currently live in a big bed shared by six people. If I invite you in, they will all feel uncomfortable."
Feng Fuce frowned slightly at this: "Six people, so many?"
How had she ever endured such hardship?
Bai Zhi’er waved her hand: "It’s okay, though a bit crowded, Sister Jin Lian and they are very easygoing; you should go back and rest, see you tomorrow."
As she turned, she found Jin Lian and some other palace Servants, stacked like a human tower, peeking at them by the door.
Upon being caught by Bai Zhi’er, Jin Lian and the others winked and smiled: "Oh! So sweet!"
"There’s nothing wrong with inviting him in to sit; we sisters can go out first, leave some space for you two to talk properly."
Bai Zhi’er’s face turned red, pushing them inside: "Stop talking nonsense, he’s leaving!"
Jin Lian led and waved to Feng Fuce: "You’re Zhi’er’s Brother Ce, right? She’s mentioned you often today."
Feng Fuce initially intended to leave, but stopped upon hearing this.
He raised an eyebrow: "She always mentions me, really?"
Bai Zhi’er emphasized: "Not true! Not true!"
Jin Lian grinned: "Of course it’s true, Lady said since you two are so close, she’ll find an opportunity to grant you a marriage!"
This time, it was Bai Zhi’er’s turn to widen her eyes in surprise: "Is that true?"
Jin Lian nodded vigorously: "Of course it’s true!"