OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess

Chapter 1298: Chapter 1298: What Are You Two Winking About?

Bai Yaoyu looked at her and said, "Alright, let me see how much you’ve improved since last year."

Fang Youzhen raised her head, looking quite gallant, "I won’t be worse than you!"

Bai Yaoyu and Fang Youzhen bid their farewells first, walking away side by side.

Zhi’er glanced back at Prince Qing and Jiang Ying.

From the moment they met until now, they hadn’t spoken a word, but when Zhi’er looked more closely, she realized they seemed to be communicating with their eyes.

The two of them were winking and making faces, sometimes raising their eyebrows, sometimes glaring.

It was as if they were playing a silent game.

This made Zhi’er even more suspicious.

She thought there must be some secret her uncle and Jiang Ying were hiding from her.

Prince Qing looked at Zhi’er and laughed, "Since Zhi’er is going out, your uncle won’t be accompanying you today."

"Today, I plan to visit the Jiang Mansion and pay respects to the elders."

Saying this, he looked at Feng Fuce, "Marquis, you must take good care of my little niece."

Feng Fuce gave Prince Qing a mild glance.

As if he found those words superfluous.

Then, Prince Qing extended his hand towards Jiang Ying, "Shall we go?"

Jiang Ying stared at his hand, then looked up to confirm with her eyes—

You want me to hold your hand?

Prince Qing raised his eyebrows—

What else?

Jiang Ying turned back and saw that Zhi’er and Feng Fuce were both watching them.

She had no choice but to awkwardly laugh twice and placed her hand in Prince Qing’s palm.

The two walked off hand in hand.

After they had walked some distance, Jiang Ying gritted her teeth and lowered her voice, "Prince Qing, this isn’t you taking advantage of me, right?"

Prince Qing squeezed her fingertips and also whispered with a smile, "Of course not, but outside, we naturally have to keep up appearances."

"That little girl Zhi’er is very clever, if she notices something, it won’t be good."

Zhi’er watched them walk away a bit awkwardly.

Jiang Ying seemed to be trying to widen the distance, but Prince Qing pulled her back.

Zhi’er squinted her eyes, "Those two, something’s off."

Feng Fuce said blandly, "Indeed something’s off, just now Prince Qing mentioned something about putting on a play, but they walked too fast, and I didn’t hear the rest clearly."

Prince Qing probably didn’t expect that Feng Fuce had excellent hearing.

Upon hearing this, Zhi’er snorted twice, "They indeed have issues!"

"However, I just looked at the divination, and uncle’s and Jiang Ying’s marriage will definitely succeed, although they may encounter obstacles."

Feng Fuce discreetly held her hand and smoothly asked, "Obstacles?"

His question successfully diverted Zhi’er’s attention.

Zhi’er let him hold her hand, nodding as she said, "According to the divination, someone will come to stir up trouble."

"Although it will cause quite a commotion, it won’t affect the outcome."

Feng Fuce said calmly, "Then there’s no need to worry, right. Does it still hurt?"

Zhi’er’s face turned red upon being asked this, and she hurriedly stomped her foot, "Keep your voice down!"

Feng Fuce’s thin eyes crackled with amusement, "No one can hear us, but if I lower my head and whisper in your ear, you’ll blame me for getting too close."

He had a point, but Zhi’er was still embarrassed and puffed her cheeks.

She glanced around with her bright eyes to confirm that the palace servants and guards were far away.

Then she said softly, "It doesn’t hurt anymore."

The smile on Feng Fuce’s lips unconsciously turned gentle.

"You must take the medicine prescribed by the doctor seriously. I will check every day."

Zhi’er widened her bright eyes, "It’s too bitter! Once a day is enough for me."

But Feng Fuce insisted, "Three times, not one less."

The young girl was annoyed, yet helpless.

Feng Fuce had his ways of getting her to take the medication.

The two of them walked far away, and Zhi’er didn’t even realize that she was almost leaning entirely on Feng Fuce’s arm.