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

Chapter 838 Guoguo, Our Funny Pet
"When you loved and took care of these two brothers and sisters, your youngest son, An Bingchang, might be suffering from karma."

Duke Ping hurriedly said, "Marquis Wan Zong, stop talking!"

Mrs. An was shocked, thinking that she pleaded for An Shiyu just now.

A dull pain hit from the heart.

"Chang'er! My Chang'er!" Mrs. An cried out.

Afterwards, she couldn't bear the stimulation and passed out directly.

"Ma'am!" Duke Ping hurriedly picked her up.

Feng Fuce looked at Lei Hu calmly: "Take them to the back hall and invite the imperial physician."

"Yes!"

Mrs. An fainted, and Duke Ping naturally didn't have the time to take care of An Shiyu.

Therefore, Feng Fuce made the decision to put An Shiyu on death row and hang him three days later.

"This matter has been reported to the emperor, and he let me be the master. An Shiyu, go to Huangquan, and pay back what you should pay."

After Feng Fuce finished speaking, he took Bai Zhi'er's little hand and walked into the inner hall.

Even though An Shiyu's crying voice was hoarse outside, they were indifferent.

Finally the sound died out, apparently taken away.

Bai Zhi'er sat in Feng Fuce's office, the little guy had a round and white face, and a pair of bright black eyes.

At this moment, she looked straight at Feng Fuce without saying a word.

Feng Fuce asked someone to serve her favorite pastries.

Seeing her like this, I couldn't help chuckling: "What are you thinking, why are you staring at me?"

Bai Zhi'er Nuo Nuo said: "Brother Fu Ce, what you said just now was too direct, Mrs. An will collapse."

Feng Fuce paused.

It turned out to be because of this incident.

Between his brows, there was a snowy fog on the Jiuchong Mountain, indifferent and distant.

"I just want her to wake up, not everyone is worthy of her pleading."

"But as a mother, she can understand if she can't bear the child." The little guy said.

Feng Fuce never argues with her.

He was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, since you don't like it, next time I will communicate with this kind of person in a different way."

Bai Zhi'er chuckled, and said in a sweet tone, "I'm just telling you casually, if I don't like it, you can change it, then I'm too important to Brother Fuce."

Feng Fuce was pouring tea for her, and without thinking about it, he hummed: "It's important."

When he came to his senses, he looked at Bai Zhi'er, and the little guy was looking at him with bright eyes.

Feng Fuce realized that what he just said was too straightforward.

He pursed his lips and added, "Because you are my only one, friend."

Feng Fuce paused for the last two words.

Bai Zhi'er smiled obediently: "I'm the only one? What about Chu Ping and Brother Lei Hu?"

"He's a subordinate."

"Where's Guoguo?"

"He, he can barely be regarded as the funny little pet raised by the two of us."

Guoguo was wiping the pillars aside.

Hearing this, he turned his head and scolded angrily: "I heard it all!"

Bai Zhi'er covered her lips with her little hand, laughing again and again.

Feng Fuce, on the other hand, took his time and turned his head to look at the angry Guoguo.

"Wipe the pillar well."

Guoguo squeezed the rag tightly.

Wan Zonghou always bullies him, but he still can't beat Feng Fuce.

Guoguo wiped the pillar more vigorously to vent her anger.

He muttered in dissatisfaction: "I want to please the little princess myself, but every time I insist on dragging the innocent me, a majestic Marquis, I'm so awkward!"

Bai Zhi'er smiled, resting her chin on her little hand, and asked curiously: "Brother Fuce, why has Guoguo stayed with you all this time? Are you still refusing to let him go?"

Feng Fuce said indifferently: "He stayed here voluntarily. Last time he broke an old vase from the Warring States period of mine. He owed me money and had to be a handyman to pay it back."

(End of this chapter)