She just rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed when she heard Qingmei's surprised voice outside:
"Marquis... why are you here so early? The Princess hasn't woken up yet!"
Bai Zhi'er woke up for a moment and called out: "Sister Qingmei, I'm awake now, let Brother Fu Ce in."
"Yes." Qingmei responded.
She spoke, throwing on a piece of clothing.
Soon, the curtain swayed, and a tall, cold figure walked in.
His steps were somewhat anxious.
Bai Zhi'er hummed: "You broke your promise!"
She turned her gaze, originally wanting to glare at him in annoyance, but she found that Feng Fuce appeared somewhat dusty.
In those light eyes, there was also a thin anger that hadn't completely dissipated.
Bai Zhi'er was taken aback: "What happened?"
Feng Fuce sighed: "In my dream, my Divine Sense followed after you, but was stopped by a blind Earth God."
The gods guarding Yan Country did not recognize Feng Fuce's aura.
