At that moment.
A light laugh came from the door, Feng Fuce: "She's your ancestor, so what am I to you?"
The palace servant lifted the curtain, and Feng Fuce's tall figure appeared at the door.
Chu Ping immediately said: "The Marquis and Princess, both are my revered ancestors."
Bai Zhi'er burst into laughter.
Feng Fuce also smiled, stepping forward to gently kick Chu Ping.
"Go to your post, stop with the lip service."
"Yes!" Chu Ping stood up, walked outside with Qingmei, and the couple went off to whisper to each other.
Seeing them leave, Bai Zhi'er finally withdrew her gaze.
Feng Fuce spoke first: "Run He has been heavily punished."
Bai Zhi'er blinked her round eyes: "For her mistake, a few strikes should have sufficed, why was she heavily punished?"
Feng Fuce adjusted her tilted hairpin.
"During her interrogation, it was discovered that what she called understanding was just recklessly giving advice. It merely pandered to men's tastes, saying some indecent things."
