Chapter 423: Chapter 423: Did the Marquis Leave in a Huff Because of the Princess?
Bai Zhi’er nodded without realizing: "Yes, because there are too many names of the Imperial Guard brothers, Zhi Bao can’t remember them."
"So, the one who helps me plant trees is Brother Cherry, and the ones planting strawberries are Brother Cao Mei."
Feng Fuce looked at her with an innocent smile.
His eyes were cold, and he sneered: "So is there also a Brother Honeydew?"
Bai Zhi’er widened her dark eyes: "Brother Fu Ce is really smart! The person in the Imperial Kitchen who makes the best buns, I call him Uncle Baozi, hehe~"
Feng Fuce pressed his fingers against his brow.
This little rascal has branded everyone with food names.
So the Brother Juzi she’s been so persistent in finding isn’t unique after all.
Just then, a few Imperial Guards responsible for planting strawberries arrived in the garden.
They apologized to Bai Zhi’er: "There were some delays when we were changing shifts, please don’t blame us, Your Highness."
The little one happily surrounded them: "No blame, no blame, Brother Cao Mei, today we have to plant all the remaining seeds!"
"Yes."
The Imperial Guards started working, and Bai Zhi’er stood by watching.
Feng Fuce coldly looked on at the scene.
His well-defined hand pressed against his left wrist.
Chu Ping saw it and couldn’t help but walk over: "Marquis, what are you doing?"
"Checking my pulse," Feng Fuce answered casually.
Chu Ping was surprised: "Marquis, are you sick?"
Feng Fuce’s medical skills were well-known to Chu Ping.
Back then, Chu Ping followed him out on official business.
They were ambushed and attacked by the enemy, almost losing their lives!
But when he woke up, Feng Fuce had already saved him.
Since then, Chu Ping knew the Marquis had medical skills, but rarely showed them.
Feng Fuce lowered his cold gaze and furrowed his eyebrows: "Why do I feel unhappy seeing Bai Zhi’er calling so many brothers? Perhaps I’m sick."
But the pulse was normal, and nothing could be found.
After hearing this, Chu Ping wanted to say something, but was afraid of being scolded, so he kept silent.
His expression became very subtle.
Feng Fuce couldn’t tell what was troubling him.
But he guessed it might be related to not absorbing enough Spiritual Power for a long time.
He can enhance his strength through killing and fear.
Though he hasn’t done that recklessly lately.
But even if not, eating the food Bai Zhi’er offers can restore his Mana.
Feng Fuce slowly calmed his mind.
He reminded himself.
To always remember that Bai Zhi’er is just his Spiritual Artifact to absorb Mana.
At this moment, laughter came from Bai Zhi’er’s direction.
Feng Fuce looked up.
He saw an Imperial Guard speaking to the little one: "If Your Highness likes, I can enclose a piece of land here and set up a swing for the Princess to play."
Bai Zhi’er’s big eyes lit up like little stars.
"Yes, yes! I like it!"
Watching her joyfully looking at others.
The fire in Feng Fuce’s heart, which he had just suppressed, flared up again.
Chu Ping was scared watching from the side.
He felt that with the Marquis’s dark expression, a raging fire was burning behind him.
Just as Chu Ping thought Feng Fuce would go over and drive away the Imperial Guard.
Feng Fuce suddenly turned and left the garden.
"Marquis!" Chu Ping ran two steps after him.
Feng Fuce didn’t look back and coldly instructed: "You stay here and help."
Chu Ping was stunned.
Was the Marquis driven away by anger?