shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

"Nonsense." Feng Fuce's eyes turned cold, and he stood up suddenly.

The Shura envoys followed two steps.

Feng Fuce turned around and told Chu Ping: "According to what I said, you have been waiting here. If there is anything unusual, set off the signal smoke to Guoguo."

Chu Ping responded repeatedly: "Master Hou, don't worry, there are humble officials watching here, and they will definitely be able to catch those people all at once. You should go back to accompany the princess, anyway, the humble officials have also seen it. I haven't seen the princess for two or three days, Lord Hou It's also weird."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Feng Fuce's cold gaze fell on him like a knife.

Chu Ping shrank his neck: "The humble job is wrong, and the humble job talks too much."

He slapped his mouth hard, and ran away in a hurry, afraid that if he was a second late, Feng Fuce's fist would hit him.

Feng Fuce withdrew his gaze, got on his horse and galloped back to the palace.

After taking a bath, Bai Zhi'er was lying on the bed, listening to Jing Jia's words.

She just explained to her mother how she helped Xie Yu tide over the difficulties.

Jing Jia smiled: "No wonder he chased you all the way after seeing your portrait. It's a pity, mother can see that we children don't care about him."

Bai Zhi'er's jet-black hair hangs over her shoulders.

She muttered: "I didn't like his type at first, just like my own brother."

Speaking of this, Bai Zhi'er lay on his mother's lap.

She hugged Jing Jia and acted like a baby: "When will mother and father really give birth to a younger brother for me to play with?"

Jing Jia pinched her cheek lovingly: "You, my brother was born just to play?"

Bai Zhi'er blinked her round eyes: "Why not? Well, of course I will treat him well and take him around to play."

Jing Jia smiled softly.

She stroked Bai Zhi'er's black hair: "I originally thought that I didn't want you to be too tired, and I would have another one to share the burden for you, but after thinking about it, I decided to let it go. Your father and my love only want to give you alone."

After hearing this, Bai Zhi'er's eyes flickered with emotion.

She hugged Jing Jia tightly: "Mother~ I'm going to sleep, I made an appointment with Xie Yu to release the paper kite tomorrow morning, so as to lure that group of thieves out."

Mentioning this matter, Jing Jia straightened his expression.

"Mother has calculated it in advance. It's just a group of lustful and hungry ghosts causing trouble. You and Xie Yu don't need to work so hard to catch them yourself. Would you like my mother to solve it for you?"

Bai Zhi'er shook her head resolutely: "No, I want to practice with them, so mother doesn't have to worry about it, just leave it to me."

"Practice?" Jing Jia was puzzled, and asked with a smile: "Your spells are powerful, and your speed increases. You have never used the word practice since you were three years old."

After hearing this, Bai Zhi'er sat up and hugged her knees without speaking.

Looking into her daughter's dark eyes, Jing Jia made a bold guess: "Have you had a fight with the Demon Lord? Mother just said he is a cunning and cunning person, and he will make you angry."

"No!" Bai Zhi'er immediately retorted for Feng Fuce: "Brother Fuce is very nice, he is not treacherous at all, he has always been honest with me, and never lied to me."

Jing Jia smiled and said, "I just told him, you just defend it like this, if you let your stupid dad know, I don't know how jealous you will be."

"Then tell me, he didn't provoke you, why are you unhappy, and want to vent your anger on a group of low-ranking brats?"

Bai Zhi'er hesitated for a moment, but said it anyway.

"He is busy investigating the case, and he hasn't returned to the palace for three days. These little brats are not his opponents at all. Brother Fuce may be angry with me, so he refuses to come back and say a word to me."