The little one sat stably beside Feng Fuce.
She blinked her round, dark eyes, and curiously asked, "Brother Fu Ce, why are you here?"
Feng Fuce said casually, "I was nearby on business, happened to pass by, and Chu Ping saw Qingmei here, so I came over to inquire."
After speaking, he lowered his gaze and looked at Bai Zhi'er, seemingly asked casually.
"Where are you planning to go? I happen to have some free time and can take you there."
Bai Zhi'er fluttered her long eyelashes, her small face round and adorably cute.
She said softly, "I want to go to the Wang Family!"
The family with the surname Wang in the Capital cannot be called the Imperial Mansion, otherwise, it would clash with the Princes.
Bai Zhi'er's tone was charming, "Their family has Hundred years old ginseng, which can help sister and brother of the Fang family."
"Additionally, I met Uncle Wang, the Historian, this morning, and he said he wanted to show Zhi'er what he wrote!"