Chapter 1178: Chapter 1178: Pressed Too Hard, Afraid You’ll Run Away
Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce walked out of Bai Xilie’s Imperial Study Room.
They each found a different excuse.
Bai Zhi’er said she wanted to return to Ruizhu Palace first, while Feng Fuce said, "Returning to Xiuluo Guard to handle documents."
Bai Xilie still had a pile of governmental affairs unfinished and couldn’t think too much, so he waved his hand to let them leave.
He didn’t forget to add, "Marquis Wan, take Zhi’er back to Ruizhu Palace first. Otherwise, in this cold and slippery weather, I won’t be at ease with Zhi’er going alone."
Thus, on the palace road, Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce walked side by side.
Bai Zhi’er wanted to say something but didn’t know how to start.
Her cheeks inexplicably turned slightly pink again.
Bai Zhi’er wanted to keep a little distance from Feng Fuce.
Unexpectedly, whenever she moved slightly to the left, he would move a little closer.
Finally, Feng Fuce laughed first: "If you keep dodging, you’re going to hit the wall."
Bai Zhi’er puffed her pink cheeks: "Then don’t get so close!"
Feng Fuce’s tone suddenly turned sincere: "But I can’t do that."
Bai Zhi’er blinked her eyelashes.
Feng Fuce turned to her: "With you here, I can’t help but get closer."
Bai Zhi’er’s face instantly turned as red as if she’d been splashed with rouge!
She quickly walked ahead, mumbling: "Brother Fu Ce, lower your voice, we are outside!"
Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Alright, next time when we’re inside, I’ll say it to you alone."
Bai Zhi’er’s beautiful eyes lapped with waves, filled with shy annoyance.
That wasn’t what she meant!
After returning to Ruizhu Palace, Qingmei wasn’t there, and the rest of the little palace Servants were afraid of Feng Fuce, handing over a cup of tea and standing aside trembling.
Ordinary people truly cannot stay long with Feng Fuce.
There is always an inexplicable air of hostility and killing intent about him.
Making those who are slightly timid involuntarily fear him.
Bai Zhi’er noticed the palace Servant’s awkwardness and raised her hand to say, "You may leave, no need to serve here."
The little palace Servant, as if receiving a great pardon, hurriedly withdrew.
Feng Fuce elegantly sipped tea, appearing quite noble.
Bai Zhi’er blinked: "Is there nothing you want to ask me?"
Feng Fuce put down the teacup and smiled: "Did you miss me?"
Bai Zhi’er’s cheeks burned, and she shouted in embarrassment: "Who told you to ask that!"
Doesn’t he care about how she would respond to his confession?
Feng Fuce seemed rather calm.
"Are you saying I should ask for your response? I’m not in a hurry; if I push too hard, you’ll run away."
"Whether you agree or not, I’m still by your side, so no matter how long it takes for your answer, it’s fine with me."
Bai Zhi’er pouted: "You seem quite open-minded."
Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow, chuckled lightly, and said, "Those few days at the beginning when you ignored me, I did wish to press you for an answer."
"But if I forced you, I’m afraid your little head would refuse out of anxiety. So, of course, I’m open-minded."
Bai Zhi’er was left speechless.
Her little brain?
Clever enough, thank you very much!
Just then, Feng Fuce remembered something.
He took a letter out of his sleeve.
"On the way back to the palace, I discovered that your uncle, Xu Lianzhou, has already replied."
Bai Zhi’er hurriedly opened it to check.
Previously, she had entrusted Xu Lianzhou to help investigate whether the statue of Star Lord Yuan Qing was known among the common people.
After reading her uncle’s investigation in the letter, Bai Zhi’er was slightly surprised.
"It even became a deity capable of punishing evil and promoting good?"
However, Star Lord Yuan Qing is only responsible for the heavenly hours’ operation, even if the affair changes, it has nothing to do with the mortal world.
How could such a god help mortals punish evil and promote good?
