Nalan Yan'er left, and peace was restored within the Princess' Mansion.
Feng Bailing pushed the door and entered.
"The horse runs, the horse stops."
The childish voice accompanied by giggling laughter.
Barefooted and chubby, Feng Xiaoli rode on Gong Zhu's back, her two little buns untied, waving a bald little broom in her hand, charging around the room with bold vigor.
Feng Bailing was dumbfounded, a faint smile emerging in her eyes.
The scene just now was extremely perilous; although the Princess' Mansion was her home, Feng Bailing treaded on thin ice every day.
Only upon seeing her daughter's innocent smile could she briefly forget all the unhappiness.
"Her Majesty~ Xiaoli wants to hear your story."
Seeing Feng Bailing, Feng Xiaoli jumped down from the "horse" and pitter-pattered to Feng Bailing's side.
Gong Zhu was panting heavily, with his tongue out, collapsed on the ground.
This child-care was no job for humans; he would rather kill a hundred people!
