OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess

Bai Zhi’er paused for a moment.

How could she ask her such a question! 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Her eyes glittered: "I don’t know, Brother Fu Ce, you decide for yourself."

Feng Fuce said solemnly: "Then I’ll refuse, after all, Liu Yingnan is his sister."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Zhi’er immediately said: "But he is he, Liu Yingnan is Liu Yingnan. Although the two are siblings, they are completely different."

"If Brother Fu Ce wants to consider, don’t think about who his sister is, think about what kind of person he is."

Listening to her words, Feng Fuce’s thin lips formed a slight smile.

He glanced towards Liu Jiru.

"Did you hear that? The Princess agrees with me taking you in."

Bai Zhi’er was startled: "I didn’t say that!"

She merely spoke a few truthful words!

Liu Jiru is indeed much better than Liu Yingnan.

Actually, whether or not to take him in, Feng Fuce had already decided in his heart.

The reason he asked Bai Zhi’er these questions in front of Liu Jiru.

Was because he wanted Liu Jiru to see clearly.

The Princess, who didn’t know him at all, was willing to look at this matter impartially.

While his sister Liu Yingnan, judging Bai Zhi’er with a villainous heart, was narrow-minded and malicious.

Liu Jiru, being quite astute, realized this instantly.

He lowered his head somewhat shamefacedly: "Thank you, Your Highness, for not bearing any grudge."

Bai Zhi’er magnanimously waved her hand: "I haven’t given it any thought."

Seeing Liu Jiru’s sincere gratitude towards Bai Zhi’er, Feng Fuce then said in a bland tone: "I do not take apprentices, you may do menial work in the Xiuluo Guard."

Liu Jiru thought about it, and indeed, this was a solution.

He then nodded heavily and kowtowed to Feng Fuce in thanks.

Yet, Feng Fuce pulled Bai Zhi’er to sit on a chair beside him.

He coldly stated: "But even if it’s the menial work in the Xiuluo Guard, you need to adhere to our rules here."

"First, beneath a man’s knees is gold, except for the Emperor, we kneel to no one else."

Liu Jiru was startled and hurriedly stood up.

But he quickly changed to kneeling on one knee, hands in a cupped fist gesture.

As if a subordinate was taking orders from the Marquis.

Sitting beside Feng Fuce, Bai Zhi’er thought Liu Jiru indeed was promising material.

He was quick to adapt, such a person with a sharp mind, indeed suitable to be a strategist, planning and directing.

Seeing him like this, Feng Fuce slightly pressed his lips together in approval.

He continued: "Second, only kill those named in the Imperial Decree, regardless of women, children, elderly, or weak, if the Imperial Decree demands their death, you cannot be soft-hearted."

"If due to momentary compassion, you give warning in advance or show mercy, upon return, by law, you shall be executed by slow slicing."

Liu Jiru nodded without any hesitation.

Next, the final rule.

"Third, protect the Princess, at any time, the Princess’s life is your life."

"The stance of the Xiuluo Guard is unconditional protection of the Princess, even if one has to face the Emperor."

"Anyone who violates this—I will personally come for your life."

Bai Zhi’er was surprised, turning her head to look at Feng Fuce.

"Brother Fu Ce..."

Feng Fuce looked at Liu Jiru: "Can you do it?"

Liu Jiru’s gaze turned to Bai Zhi’er.

He nodded firmly: "I can!"

Even if the Princess might not admit she is the Goddess, he has acknowledged Bai Zhi’er and Feng Fuce as his benefactors.

After hearing Liu Jiru’s response, Feng Fuce turned to Lei Hu: "Take him to the Ministry of Personnel to register."

"You may rest for half a month, after that, join the Xiuluo Guard." Feng Fuce remembered Liu Jiru’s injuries were not yet fully healed.

Upon hearing this, Liu Jiru immediately nodded to express his gratitude.