When they arrived at Fengchao Mansion, Feng Fuce helped the little one off the horse.
Bai Zhi'er's sweet, gentle voice was still comforting him.
"Brother Fuce, you were just late once, there's no need to keep apologizing to me!"
Feng Fuce held her hand tightly and said solemnly, "There won't be a next time."
His suspicion and speculation about her ended there.
As soon as Bai Zhi'er and Feng Fuce entered the Wen Mansion, Jun Kuang hurried over.
"Princess, you've arrived. Earlier, a woman came to see you. Since you weren't here, she left a message and then left."
Bai Zhi'er blinked her long lashes, a bit puzzled, "What did she leave behind?"
Jun Kuang handed over a slip of paper, "She said Lord Ke went with her, if you want to know why, just read the words on the paper."
Bai Zhi'er lowered her eyes and glanced at it.
Her little hand scratched her rosy cheek.
The little one felt a bit troubled, "His writing... it's so ugly, written in wild cursive, I can't understand it."
