Feng Fuce lifted his gaze to look around.
The palace servants who were originally lingering nearby, upon sensing his cold gaze, scattered like birds and beasts.
As if running a bit slower would make them caught by Marquis Wan.
Feng Fuce lowered his eyes: "No one left."
Bai Zhi'er's cheeks were already flushed: "What's the use! What you said, they might have all heard it."
Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment: "Otherwise, should I silence them?"
Bai Zhi'er lifted her bright eyes and playfully glared at him.
"Absolutely not! Accompany me to fetch luggage, we're setting off to Yuzhou now, and on this journey, you're not allowed to speak nonsense anymore!"
She angrily walked ahead, trying to quicken her pace to leave Feng Fuce behind.
However, his legs were long, easily keeping pace with her without any effort.
Seeing her pouting look, Feng Fuce couldn't help but chuckle.
How could his Little Demon Pet be so adorable?
