Evening.
Bai Zhi'er accompanied Qingmei to the Xiuluo Guard.
Feng Fuce happened to be away.
However, Chu Ping knew Bai Zhi'er had arrived and was delighted, waving his arms and legs around.
"Princess, I heard from Guoguo that you traveled all over Great Qin with the Marquis, I'm so envious!"
Bai Zhi'er grinned, sizing up Chu Ping.
"What's there to envy? Once you're completely healed, we'll take you out too."
"Brother Chu Ping, I see you can walk just fine, you must be much better now, right?"
Chu Ping nodded, and promptly did a backflip.
"I've already recovered, just a minor injury!"
His action elicited a shocked gasp from Qingmei.
Qingmei scolded slightly angrily, "Can you be more careful? You just got better, if you get hurt again carelessly, it'll be a case of joy turning into sorrow!"
Chu Ping chuckled, "I trust that no matter how many times I get injured, Xiao Mei will take good care of me."
