OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess

Chapter 1288: No Getting Angry, That’s a Wish

Feng Fuce opened it and took a look.It turned out to be copper coins, about fifteen of them.

He raised his eyes with a smile: "Do you think I’m short of money, or do these copper coins have a special meaning?"

Bai Zhi’er blinked her long eyelashes: "Though they may look like just copper coins, the meaning is very different."

"For each copper coin, you can make a wish to me, and I will do something for you."

A dark light suddenly appeared in Feng Fuce’s light eyes.

He asked, "Any wish?"

Bai Zhi’er coughed lightly: "Not things that go against principles, like murder and arson!"

Feng Fuce leaned over, but before he could speak, Bai Zhi’er guessed what he was going to say.

"Kissing me is not allowed either!"

Feng Fuce chuckled: "This is not allowed, and that is not allowed. Where can I use these copper coins?"

Bai Zhi’er pouted: "There are many uses. Just keep them, you’ll need them sooner or later."

Feng Fuce of course kept them and put them in his pocket.

Bai Zhi’er then gave a sweet smile, carrying a hint of obedient charm.

"Considering I gave you pocket money, let me go out to see the snow and listen to the bell, okay?"

Feng Fuce shook his head: "No."

Bai Zhi’er folded her arms: "Then I’m going to be mad at you!"

Unexpectedly, Feng Fuce conveniently took out a copper coin and placed it in her palm.

"Don’t get angry, this is a wish." He laughed.

Bai Zhi’er was stunned.

Goodness, he really made use of it!

In this way, she could only give up, keeping her promises nonetheless.

Feng Fuce took out another one: "Now rest, lie down, and close your eyes."

Bai Zhi’er murmured: "I haven’t stayed up for the New Year yet! It’s just a little longer."

Feng Fuce nodded: "Lie down properly and close your eyes to rest, I’ll stay here with you."

Because just now, the midwife secretly mentioned that Bai Zhi’er seemed to be getting her period for the first time, not only ignorant but also suffering from unbearable abdominal pain because she had had something cold earlier.

She couldn’t handle the slightest chill now.

Feng Fuce looked at Bai Zhi’er as she lay down angrily, a subtle and hard-to-detect tenderness in his dark eyes.

The Heavenly Dao was not yet awakened, and Bai Zhi’er faced everything alone.

Even if she became the Heavenly Dao, he would protect the Three Realms well for her, not allowing anyone to bully her.

Not long after Bai Zhi’er lay down, she heard the gentle reverberations of the bell outside.

The bell of the National Temple always sounded distant and long-lasting.

After the bell ceased, the sounds of firecrackers and fireworks were even more intense than before.

Bai Zhi’er opened her eyes and saw Feng Fuce sitting not far away.

"Happy New Year." They spoke in unison.

Bai Zhi’er was taken aback, not knowing why her cheeks quietly turned red.

At this moment, the servant knocked on the door: "Marquis, the kitchen has prepared a bowl of leek pork dumplings and a bowl of tang yuan, would you like them brought in?"

Feng Fuce responded coldly: "Bring them in."

After the servant entered, she placed the steaming bowls of dumplings and tang yuan on the table and left.

Bai Zhi’er sniffed: "Smells so good!"

Once her stomach ache subsided, she immediately felt hungry.

Feng Fuce laughed and allowed Bai Zhi’er to get out of bed, but still took off his outer robe and draped it over her, even though it was indoors.

Bai Zhi’er felt a bit hot, but Feng Fuce wouldn’t let her take it off.

She sat by the table, wearing so much that even raising her hand was inconvenient.

"I’ll feed you." Feng Fuce pulled up a chair and sat directly across from her.

He picked up a dumpling with his chopsticks, blew on it, and brought it to her lips.