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

Chapter 46 Little guy, did you change your way of acting like a baby?

At that moment, Feng Fuce directly covered the little guy's eyes with his slender palm.

His forceful action meant that she was not allowed to look at it.

For some reason, at this moment, Bai Zhi'er seemed to smell a familiar smell of oranges.

The silk kite fell into a pool of blood, and in an instant, the red was soaked in the white snow.

Qingmei stood up staggeringly, with her hair partly crooked, her heart lingering in fear.

She stared at the silk kite: "You black conscience, you still want to attack the princess? You deserve to die!"

The silk kite lingered on its last breath, and began to laugh and laugh weakly.

She looked at Qingmei, her eyes seemed to be avenged.

"I can't take the princess away, so it's worth taking you to be buried with me... Hehe, Qingmei, just wait, your good days are coming to an end."

After Sizheng finished saying this, she died with her eyes open.

Qingmei was puzzled by this, frowned and cast aside: "You're still talking nonsense when you're about to die!"

The Asura Envoy stepped forward to check, and then said in surprise: "Master Hou, there is something wrong with Sizheng!"

They have all seen the maid who was killed by Feng Fuce.

On Sizheng's exposed arm, the blister-like rash was exactly the same as the palace maid who was killed before!
This also means that Sizheng is sick!

Moreover, it is very likely to infect people she touches, such as Qingmei.

Bai Zhi'er hurriedly wanted to walk towards her: "Sister Qingmei."

Feng Fuce hugged her very tightly, and the little man refused: "Let go of Wo, Wo won't get sick!"

She didn't cooperate, so Feng Fuce had no choice but to carry her directly on his shoulders.

Let her legs kick around.

The milk boy screamed fiercely: "Put the nest down! Brother Fuce, you are bad!"

Feng Fuce said coldly, "I am doing it for your own good."

Qingmei also realized the seriousness of the matter, she stood where she was, not daring to approach anyone.

"His Royal Highness, don't worry, the servant is fine!"

Feng Fuce, as the backbone, gave the order directly.

"Bring Qingmei back to Shurawei, and ask the imperial physician to see her. I will send the princess back to Ruizhu Palace. I will personally report this matter to the emperor later."

With that said, he turned around with Bai Zhi'er, and took another detour back to Ruizhu Palace through another palace road.

Qingmei also left with Shura envoy.

If Sizheng really had some infectious disease, Qingmei had direct contact with her, the consequences would be disastrous.

Bai Zhi'er was very anxious.

She will cure it!let her go!

But when Feng Fuce arrived at Ruizhu Palace, he let her down.

The little guy saw the opportunity, and the moment his feet stepped on the ground, he wanted to run out the door.

Feng Fuce grabbed her waist again and pulled her back.

With the boy, the little guy is like a kitten that can be picked up at any time.

She was so dishonest that Feng Fuce had no choice but to hold her wrist.

Bai Zhi'er puffed up her pink cheeks, and her round face was full of anger.

"I'm going to see Sister Qingmei!"

"No." Feng Fuce refused bluntly: "We'll talk about it after the imperial doctor sees the results."

Bai Zhi'er shook off his hand and turned to face the hall, her fleshy face bulging like a hill.

"You lied! If Sister Qingmei is sick, you won't let Wo see her."

Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows, thinking it was a little funny.

This little guy is so smart.

Feng Fuce crossed his arms and simply guarded her: "For your safety, naturally I can't see her."

Bai Zhi'er knew that he couldn't make sense with him, even with small arms and legs, she couldn't beat him.

Using magic power against him is invincible and bullying mortals.

The little guy puffed up his cheeks angrily, then shrunk down, and puffed up again.

Repeated several times, as if I was persuading myself to calm down.

Feng Fuce watched from behind her, and couldn't help but sneer in his thin eyes.

Suddenly, Bai Zhi'er turned around, looked at him helplessly, and blinked pitifully.

"Brother Fuce, let Wo go and have a look. Wo promises not to get close. With you here, before Wo can even touch Sister Qingmei, you grab her."

Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow.

Little guy, did you act like a baby in another way?

(End of this chapter)