CHAPTER 45: CHAPTER 45 DON’T TOUCH HER! DIRTY! YOU’LL GET SICK!

On the palace road.

Bai Xilie walked forward holding Bai Zhi'er, with Feng Fuce and several Xiu Luo Envoys discreetly following with the Imperial Guard behind the father and daughter.

"Zhi'er, I'll go to the Imperial Study Room to approve memorials in a while, and I'll come to have dinner with you in the evening, okay?"

The little one was extremely obedient.

She blinked her bright big eyes: "Father, you don't need to take me back to Ruizhu Palace, I'll hold Sister Qingmei's hand and walk there, you go read the memorials quickly!"

The little one was considerate of her father and didn't want him to escort her. Bai Xilie was deeply moved.

No matter how reluctant he was, he could only hand Bai Zhi'er over to Qingmei first.

Reading the memorials early meant he could accompany his daughter earlier.

Bai Xilie instructed Feng Fuce uneasily: "Marquis Wan, accompany the Princess back."

Feng Fuce nodded: "Okay."

The little one's hand was being held by Qingmei.

Bai Zhi'er could feel Qingmei's fingertips trembling slightly, and she kept her gaze straight ahead, not daring to look at the Xiu Luo Envoys behind her.

Hmm~ Sister Qingmei is really scared!

The group moved forward without speaking, only the rustling sound of footsteps on the snow could be heard.

At this moment, from around the corner of the palace road not far away, a screaming woman suddenly rushed out.

Her hair was disheveled like a ghost's, running while looking back as if she were terrified.

Qingmei hurriedly shielded Bai Zhi'er, exclaiming in fear: "What is that!"

It wasn't until the woman got closer that everyone could see it was Si Zheng!

She had several bloody cuts on her body, looking quite horrifying.

"Help! Someone's trying to kill me!" Si Zheng screamed as she saw Bai Zhi'er and the others, rushing toward them heedlessly.

A Xiu Luo Envoy with a sword appeared behind her.

Feng Fuce frowned instantly, his eyes filled with discontent.

They couldn't even handle such a small matter.

The Xiu Luo Envoy chasing Si Zheng had obviously not expected her to have enough strength to escape.

She was almost killed.

A trace of seriousness appeared on Bai Zhi'er's little face.

She tugged at Qingmei's hand: "Sister Qingmei, let's step back."

This Si Zheng was exuding a black aura that represented sickness!

Although she hadn't completely approached yet, Bai Zhi'er could already smell the stench coming from her.

Born nourished by her mother's Heavenly Dao fortune, the little one didn't like any bit of this ominous, sickly stench!

Feng Fuce coldly ordered from the side: "Stop Si Zheng, don't let her come over."

The Xiu Luo Envoys at his side immediately rushed forward, drawing their treasure swords.

Bai Zhi'er raised her little voice, somewhat anxious: "No! Don't touch her! Dirty! You'll get sick!"

With the momentary hesitation from the Xiu Luo Envoys upon hearing the Princess's words, Si Zheng had already dodged their sword blades.

With a ghost-like, terrified, disheveled, and pale face, she suddenly ran in front of Qingmei.

Bai Zhi'er grabbed Qingmei's hand, about to pull her back.

Unexpectedly, Si Zheng extended her sharp-nailed hand, intending to hold Bai Zhi'er!

She wanted to hold the little princess hostage, hoping to escape from the Xiu Luo Envoys!

At this critical juncture, Bai Zhi'er fell into a cold embrace.

Feng Fuce clasped her with one arm, leaping backward to evade Si Zheng.

Qingmei also reacted immediately, moving to stop her.

She lunged at Si Zheng, pinning her firmly in the snow!

Bai Zhi'er's little voice was filled with concern: "Sister Qingmei!"

Feng Fuce tightly held the little one, coldly ordering: "Kill Si Zheng,"

With his command, the Xiu Luo Envoys hesitated no longer, thrusting a sword right through Si Zheng's heart.