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

Chapter 6 The Fragrance of Fortune
"Because I want to help daddy! Mother's divination predicts that daddy will encounter a big disaster soon."

Bai Xilie raised his eyebrows: "Oh? What's the big trouble?"

Bai Zhi'er immediately counted with her chubby fingers: "Floods, earthquakes, droughts, usurpation of the throne, national collapse... Well, there are several more, I don't remember."

Bai Xilie was dumbfounded for a while.

Da Chu is the country he beat down with his fists.

The former emperor of the Southern Kingdom was fatuous, and the people were in dire straits.

The country is facing foreign invasion and internal strife, and the previous monarch did nothing but drink and have fun and trust treacherous ministers!
Once Bai Xilie rebelled, with his boldness, carefulness, and superb martial arts, he won the followers of batch after batch of celebrities and generals!

However, after establishing himself as an emperor, facing the devastated country left by the previous dynasty, there are indeed some shortages in everything.

Bai Zhi'er's hair was almost dry, he picked up his daughter, and gently pinched her chubby face.

He said in a deep voice: "Daddy will protect the child well. No matter what the disaster is this time, we can't let our family be separated again."

Bai Zhi'er lay on her father's shoulder, feeling a sense of security that her mother could not give.

She nodded contentedly, and within a safe range, the little guy felt sleepy.

Bai Xilie still had a lot of questions to ask, but seeing that the little man had slightly closed his eyes, he was not in a hurry to ask.

He put Bai Zhi'er on his dragon couch, covered her tightly with the quilt, and sat on the side by himself, silently watching over her.

Bai Zhi'er muttered in a daze: "Daddy, don't go, Zhi'er walked a long way before seeing you..."

Bai Xilie was a fierce and violent person, but at this moment, his whole heart was melted by his daughter's words.

A fatherly smile appeared on his resolute face, and his big palm slowly stroked the top of his daughter's hair.

Over the years, the gaps in my heart have finally been filled because of my daughter's return.

At night, Bai Xilie dreamed of his beloved woman, Bai Zhi'er's mother - Jing Jia.

The two still live in the mountain hut where they met.

Bai Xilie asked hoarsely: "If I bring down the world, will you really stay?"

Jing Jia pursed her red lips and smiled gracefully: "No, I have other things to do, but I can leave you a reward."

"What reward?"

Jing Jia held his hand and pressed it to her heart, her beautiful eyes were charming and charming, like a seductive fairy.

But, very focused and affectionate.

"For example, to have a baby for you."

……

The night was dark, and the moonlight could hardly illuminate the wide alley.

A carriage fell to the ground in pieces, the horses pulling the cart died in a pool of blood, and their bodies were severely fractured and deformed.

Judging from the big hole in the wall, it should be that the horse suddenly lost control and crashed to death.

Even the carriage overturned, in this case, the people sitting in the carriage will probably be more or less ill.

however--

Feng Fuce sat upright on the bed, with one long leg slightly bent, in a loose and lazy sitting posture.

There were two scars on the fingertips resting on his knees, and blood was slowly spilling out.

He looked at the sky and the quiet night, with the moon hanging high.

Soon, a group of evil messengers came over: "Master Hou, are you okay!"

The carriage in front of them was severely damaged. They checked the horse's head and found that someone had put an imperceptible barb on the reins of the horse.

"Someone is poisoning the hook and trying to kill you. Lord Hou, the subordinates will investigate thoroughly!"

Feng Fuce hummed, which was a tacit consent.

He rarely travels in a carriage, if not for the reminder from the little fellow during the day, he would still ride back home on horseback.

But since she said that, he really wanted to know what would happen in the carriage.

Looking at the ruins in front of him, Feng Fuce raised his eyebrows, his eyes dim.

Just a deliberate murder?

However, how did she know that riding in a carriage would be in danger?

Putting these aside, the scent of good luck on her body really made him a little hungry.

Under the moonlit night, in the dark alley, the young man's eyebrows were drawn into his temples, and blackness and desolation filled his cold eyes.

Like a waking prehistoric beast.

(End of this chapter)