Feng Fuce and Bai Zhi'er arrived outside the hall, descending along the wide jade stairs.
Reaching a shimmering lake, Bai Zhi'er said to Qingmei, "Sister Qingmei, you go play around nearby first, I have some secrets to talk to Brother Fu Ce about."
Qingmei hesitated, glancing at the lake within arm's reach, then at Feng Fuce's stern face.
Although Marquis Wan is not exactly a good person, he wouldn't be so mad as to push the princess into the water, right?
Qingmei paused, nodding, "I won't go far. If the princess has any instructions, just call out loudly, and I'll come back naturally."
After she left, Feng Fuce slightly turned his side, ordering the four Xiuluo Guards following him, "You withdraw as well."
"Yes."
Only after they were alone.
Did Feng Fuce reveal a sneer he'd never shown to outsiders.
The icy snow between his brows seemed to melt slightly, making his features more vivid.
"What's your bad idea this time?" The young lad raised an eyebrow and asked.
