Feng Fuce couldn't help but sit up straight.
He feigned indifference: "What do you want him for?"
Bai Zhi'er shuffled the white bones laid on the ground with her little hands.
She puffed up her pink cheeks and held up a piece to examine it.
Her voice was sweet: "Hmm, of course I find it strange."
"Every time we meet, he can pick oranges for me, but here in the largest Orange Garden in the palace, there are no oranges!"
At this point, the little one turned her head: "Yikes? Brother Fu Ce, are there other places in this palace with orange trees?"
Feng Fuce pursed his thin lips, and his jawline tightened.
He pondered for a moment before saying: "In such a vast imperial palace, there should be other places, right?"
Bai Zhi'er seemed thoughtful.
After a moment, her big watery eyes curved into a smile.
"Regardless, Brother Fu Ce, can you help me find him? But, do it quietly, so Brother Juzi doesn't know and get scared."
Feng Fuce nodded lightly, hesitating to speak.
