Bai Yaoyu naturally knew that Feng Fuce was acquainted with his sister.
But with the previous unpleasant experience, he protected Bai Zhi'er, frowning and asking, "Did Uncle send you to pick up Zhi'er?"
Feng Fuce didn't look at him, nor did he answer.
He looked at Bai Zhi'er, his tone cold yet pleasing to the ear.
"I just went to Prince Kang's Mansion, the Prince's rash has subsided, your prescription worked, you've stayed outside for a night, you should return to the palace now."
Hearing that the prescription was effective, Bai Zhi'er immediately bounced in joy.
"That's great! Everyone's saved!" She ran to Feng Fuce, lifting her little face, her watery eyes gleamed as she looked at him, "Brother Fu Ce, I'm hungry."
Feng Fuce raised an eyebrow, glanced at Bai Yaoyu.
"Your brother doesn't feed you?"
Bai Zhi'er blinked her long eyelashes pathetically, "He did, but I'm not full. I want to eat, will you treat me?"
Feng Fuce sneered coldly.
