Chapter 945: Chapter 945: Look at My Wife Again and I’ll Gouge Out Your Eyes

However, once they got off the carriage,

Chu Ping stopped Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce.

"Princess, Marquis, are you planning to go in like this?" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Bai Zhi’er was taken aback, looked down at her own attire, and then at Feng Fuce’s.

They were already dressed quite modestly.

"Is there something wrong?"

"Of course there is. Everyone here is officials and nobles, and the women they bring are mostly their concubines or hired singers."

Chu Ping appraised Bai Zhi’er from head to toe: "Princess, you might have to compromise a little."

Bai Zhi’er said in surprise, "Are you suggesting I pretend to be your concubine?!"

Chu Ping’s face changed drastically, and he waved his hands back and forth.

He didn’t have time to explain.

Feng Fuce’s face went cold as he wrapped an arm around Bai Zhi’er’s shoulders.

"Mine." He coldly uttered two words.

Bai Zhi’er pouted and was extremely reluctant.

"Being a concubine, it’s just unreasonable."

Feng Fuce glanced at her sideways but did not respond.

Instead, Chu Ping followed behind them happily saying, "In that case, I will be your younger brother!"

Neither Feng Fuce nor Bai Zhi’er objected.

Chu Ping was delighted.

What a blessing from a past life to become family with the Marquis and the Princess.

Even if it’s just in name...

At the entrance of Anhe Manor, two guards were standing.

Within the tightly closed doors, the lights were bright, and the faint sound of music could be heard.

It was very pleasant.

"Stop, please show your token." The guards blocked them.

Chu Ping took on the demeanor of a master, bossing them around: "You want a token from me? Open your eyes, call your Manager Xu out, and tell him He Zhongtian is here. See if he dares to ask me for a token!"

The two guards exchanged glances.

One of them said, "Please wait a moment, sir."

He pushed the door open and went in to report.

Taking advantage of the open door, Bai Zhi’er glanced inside.

There was no one; in the large hall, there were only a few girls playing music.

She withdrew her gaze, and as she turned her eyes, she noticed the other guard staring straight at her.

Bai Zhi’er frowned.

She often made public appearances. Was there a chance she would be recognized?

Did this guard discover something?

Just as she was feeling uneasy,

Feng Fuce beside her suddenly spoke with a menacing tone—

"If you keep looking at my wife, I’ll gouge out your eyes."

The guard was startled and quickly lowered his head: "Please forgive me, sir."

Bai Zhi’er blinked her eyes, looking at Feng Fuce in slight astonishment.

Yet Feng Fuce seemed very calm.

He pulled out two masks from his sleeve.

He personally put one on Bai Zhi’er.

She looked up at him with bright, glossy dark eyes.

"You were prepared for this?"

Feng Fuce spoke softly and calmly: "There are many eyes around here, it’s best not to reveal our identities, keep it on."

They both wore half-masks, which made them less conspicuous.

Chu Ping squeezed over, asking quietly, "Marquis, where’s mine?"

Feng Fuce gave him a sidelong glance: "Didn’t bring one."

Chu Ping was heartbroken.

The Marquis only cared about the Princess, not caring at all if he’d be recognized by acquaintances!

Just then, the guard who had gone inside returned with a housekeeper, hurrying out.

"Master He, it turns out to be you, we apologize for not greeting you from afar, these ignorant gatekeepers have no manners, please pardon us."

"Please, you and your friends are welcome inside." The housekeeper bowed deeply, his attitude very respectful.

Chu Ping naturally put on the airs of an elder.

He snorted, "Today I brought friends. If you don’t give me face, don’t blame me if I never come back."

"It’s our fault, please forgive us, Master He." Having said that, the housekeeper gave the guard two slaps.

Only then did Chu Ping lead Bai Zhi’er and the others grandly into the manor.