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

Chapter 1282 She is a bit uncomfortable
It was less than half an hour before midnight.

Bai Zhi'er always felt a little uncomfortable.

She also quietly took a pulse for herself just now.

No problem at all.

It's so weird.

Feng Fuce suddenly asked: "Are you planning to go back to Ruizhu Palace?"

Bai Zhi'er came back to her senses: "Huh? Of course, otherwise, where else would I go."

Feng Fuce stopped in his tracks: "To my house?"

Bai Zhi'er blinked her round eyes: "Huh?"

Feng Fuce's eyebrows and eyes were deep, with a faint black light.

"Originally today, you were to accompany the emperor to watch the new year, but since the emperor has fallen asleep, I want to take you to watch the fireworks."

Bai Zhi'er laughed: "Do you have fireworks at home? I remember that at Brother Fu Ce's house, there are very few people."

Not even a single ghost.

The huge house is extremely empty!

Feng Fuce nodded: "Yes. I asked them to prepare in advance."

Bai Zhi'er was taken aback: "How did you expect Daddy to be drunk tonight?"

Feng Fuce took her hand and walked towards the gate of the imperial city.

"I didn't expect it, but I originally wanted to show it to you. From the direction of the Star Picking Platform in the palace, you can see my mansion."

The fireworks were lifted into the sky, and Feng Fuce had planned the timing to ensure that Bai Zhi'er could see it.

However, since Bai Xilie is not free tonight, he certainly hopes to take Bai Zhi'er to his house to see it.

Bai Zhi'er did not refute, but happily agreed: "Okay!"

Feng Fuce's carriage had already stopped at the gate of the imperial city.

When he was in the carriage, Bai Zhi'er felt a kind of discomfort again.

This time, she was sure it was pain.

She even felt a little cold.

Therefore, Bai Zhi'er couldn't help approaching Feng Fuce.

In the past, when they sat in the carriage, Bai Zhi'er and Feng Fuce kept a polite distance between them.

This was the first time she took the initiative to approach.

Feng Fuce was originally resting with his eyes closed, but when he noticed her movement, he stretched out his arms and hugged her into his arms.

He tilted his head so that his thin lips could just kiss the top of her hair.

"Are you cold? Shaking slightly."

Bai Zhi'er nodded: "It must have been blown and frozen just now."

Feng Fuce hugged her directly on his lap and sat there, even generously opened the front of his clothes: "Put your hands in, warm?"

Bai Zhi'er stared round her beautiful eyes.

Her face was already rosy, looking at Feng Fuce's fair, handsome and cold face.

How on earth could he say such seductive words with such a flat tone and such a calm face!
Bai Zhi'er looked away, and complained in a low voice, as if coquettish: "I don't! You are colder, like ice."

Feng Fuce laughed lowly: "If you don't try, how can you be sure?"

Bai Zhi'er felt that he was serious, but of course she couldn't do such a thing!

Fortunately, Feng Fuce's mansion was not far from the imperial palace, and at this moment the carriage arrived, and Bai Zhi'er hurriedly excused himself to get out of the carriage.

His mansion is still the same, even during the Chinese New Year, there is only one butler and a few servants.

Red lanterns were hung at the door, and the word "Fu" was pasted, which seemed a bit humane.

After entering the mansion, Feng Fuce asked the housekeeper to instruct the cook to make a bowl of hot ginger soup to keep Bai Zhier away from the cold.

He led her to the inner courtyard, along the way, Bai Zhi'er saw colorful lanterns hanging in many places.

She was a little surprised: "I haven't seen these in your house before. Is it because I haven't been here for a long time?"

Feng Fuce smiled lightly: "I know you like it, and someone arranged it in advance. I just wait for you to come one day, and you will be able to see it."

(End of this chapter)