Chapter 971
The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife
Starting a fight, he really is ugly!
Bai Zhuo raised his eyes to look at the White Emperor. âZhuoâer will always be your daughter. Zhuoâer, you donât need to know your past.â
The White Emperor did not hear what Bai Zhuo said. He said to Feng Chen, âZhuoâer is that child from back then! You know who she is! Whose daughter is it!? â
Hearing the White Emperorâs words, the Feng Chen Art suddenly let out a laugh. That sound was actually so enchanting and enchanting, âHehehe, White Emperor, what a good play! Do you really think Iâm an idiot? You want to use such an ugly girl to fool me? â
The White Emperor was stunned. âThe Tempest of the Wind, I am the ruler of a nation. How could I deceive you?!â
âDeceiving me? Have you forgotten about the matter of deceiving me and sealing me for over twenty years? â
The White Emperor was momentarily at a loss for words. Bai Zhuo looked at the Feng Chen Art, âWhat do you want!â
The Feng Chen Artâs gaze landed on Bai Zhuo, and upon receiving her clear gaze, his heart softened. Was she really his daughter? The White Emperor didnât seem to be lying. However, how could such a gorgeous man like him have such an ugly daughter?
The White Emperor looked at Bai Zhuo with disdain. When he saw the killing intent on Feng Chen Fu dissipating, he instantly felt much more relaxed. He then exchanged glances with Shen Shuyu and said to Shen Shuyu, âZhuoâer mistakenly entered the Hu Clan restricted area. I never thought that this girl would actually sneak in behind my back. â
The expression in the Feng Chen Art instantly turned sharp. âWhite Emperor, your heart is truly ruthless!â Not even a single way out will be left to me! â
Seeing this, Bai Zhuo coldly snorted, âYou donât even know your own woman, living is a waste of your life!â
âWhat?â Damned girl, are you blaming me? â
Bai Zhuo stared at the Feng Chen Art, âIâm talking about you, whatâs wrong? He did not look like a father at all! You killed so many fox race people, how can you be any better than your father? â
Feng Chenâs pretty eyebrows were tightly knitted together. He had clearly come here to get revenge, but why was he being provoked by this little girl? No matter how he looked at it, it was as if he had come here for a beating.
In an instant, Bai Zhuoâs words rendered him speechless. The Feng Chen Art restrained his aura, and with a wave of his hand, he changed into his original appearance.
Bai Zhuoâs eyes widened as he looked at the Tactics of the Wind and Dust, then turned around and cast a glance at the White Emperor. âRoyal father, he â¦â How did he change? â
The White Emperor sighed. âRight now, itâs his real body!â
âWhat?â
Bai Zhuo stared at the Feng Chen Art in front of him, while Yin Tianyao was also extremely surprised.
He had never seen a man who looked exactly like him turn into a different face in an instant.
However, her beauty was astonishing!
There was not a single blemish on her fair face. Her charming eyes were as clear as water, her pupils were icy blue, and a teardrop could be seen on her eyelid. It was extremely seductive! Her thin lips curled up slightly as three thousand silver threads fell down her back. Her tall body was wrapped in a vermilion robe. In his hand, a folding fan slowly swayed in front of his chest, covering half of his face.
Yin Tianyao came back to his senses and walked to Bai Zhuoâs side. Bai Zhuo was already stunned.
He gulped and asked the White Emperor, âImperial Father, is he really my biological father?â
The White Emperor nodded. âZhuoâer, for so many years, I have regarded you as my own daughter because I have been ashamed of your mother. It even hurts you more than it hurts Yin. Your mother would rather die than betray him for the Feng Chen Art, and in the end, she did everything she could to protect you. Perhaps, she also wishes to see you and your biological father recognize each other! â
Bai Zhuoâs throat tightened, not knowing how to respond to the White Emperorâs words.
She did not have any feelings for her own mother. Even though her father and mother had done those ridiculous things back then, they were only concerned for the safety of the foxes.
The past was already in the past. People who were still alive should still be alive.
He slowly raised his eyes to look at the Feng Chen Art. His clear eyes seemed to be able to speak, causing Feng Chen Art to freeze in place.
âLittle girl, youâre looking at me like that. Is there a stain on my face?â Even the sound had changed! It became so beautiful.
Bai Zhuo said indifferently, âCan you stop here?â
âDo you think I should take revenge for your dead mother?â
âWhen are we going to avenge this injustice?â Those memories are already gone, arenât you still alive and well? â Bai Zhuo disdainfully glanced at the Feng Chen Art and coldly replied.
âYou heartless girl, your father has been sealed in the Water race for over twenty years, how can we just let this go?!â
âYouâve killed so many fox race people, can you still not compensate for the sins that father and the others committed?â
âIn my opinion, I naturally cannot make it.â
Bai Zhuo let out a cold snort. Ignoring the Feng Chen Art, he curiously asked, âLittle girl, what do you mean by that?â
âNothing.â As he spoke, he stuck out his chest and raised his head to look at the book, âIf you want to kill my Royal Father, first kill me!â
âDamned girl, do you think I wonât dare!?â
Yin Tianyaoâs deep eyes looked towards the Feng Chen Art, âSenior, the situation has already come to this. Senior, why donât you let it go?â
The White Emperor and Shen Shuyu simultaneously looked towards the Feng Chen Art. Bai Yin cast a cold glance at Yin Tianyao. âHuman, when did it become your turn to speak?!â
Yin Tianyaoâs cold eyes slightly trembled, âWhat does it have to do with you if itâs Iâs turn!?â
Bai Zhuo carefully embraced Yin Tianyaoâs arm and shook it. âUncle â¦â The look in his eyes indicated for him not to argue with Bai Yin. Yin Tianyao retracted his gaze, looked at Bai Zhuo, pursed his lips, and nodded at her: âEn.â I will not fight him. â
After hearing Yin Tianyaoâs words, Bai Zhuo instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
A moment later, the Wind Dust Spell suddenly said: âLittle girl, let me let bygones be bygones. You and this brat, follow me back to the Water race!â
Bai Zhuo pointed at himself, âYou want me to follow you back to the Water race?â
âYou are my precious daughter, so naturally, I will bring you back! And you look so ugly! How could my daughter be so unsightly to go out! â
âWhat?â Feng Chen Secret Art, do you think Iâm ugly? â
Bai Zhuo stomped his feet anxiously. Although the scar on her face was quite ugly, when Uncle first saw her, he did not dislike her as much as he did the Feng Chen Secret Art. Moreover, her father had also said that the Feng Chen Secret Art was her biological father. Was this really his father?
At this moment, Bai Zhuo silently rolled his eyes. However, he was caught off guard by the Feng Chen Art. The Feng Chen Art said with disdain: âEven rolling oneâs eyes is so ugly!â Hurry, follow me back to the palace! I will dress you up properly! ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Bai Zhuo rejected!
The Feng Chen Secret Artâs tone was even more serious, âIt seems that I still have to deal with the matter of the fox race before I can take you back with ease!â
Bai Zhuoâs heart sank as he coldly stared at the Feng Chen Secret Art. He clearly knew that Feng Zhiling was deliberately making things difficult for him, but he couldnât do anything about it! How could she have such a monstrous father?
In order to prevent the Feng Chen Art from harming the fox race again, Bai Zhuo could only temporarily calm the Feng Chen Art and agree to return to the water tribe with him.