OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess
Chapter 85: Medicine Can Cure a Headache, but There’s No Remedy for Heartache

Chapter 85: Chapter 85: Medicine Can Cure a Headache, but There’s No Remedy for Heartache

Bai Fengqing was completely stuck to Bai Zhi’er.

"Sister, sister~" he kept calling, making the little one’s head buzz.

Bai Zhi’er sat on the soft couch inside the room eating red dates.

She had a handful of sunflower seeds in her little hand.

"Fifth Brother, can you take a break? Isn’t your throat dry? Drink some water!"

Bai Fengqing grinned and offered a plate of peanuts.

"I just heard from the doorman that Lixiang packed her bags and left in disgrace, it’s really satisfying!"

"Although we didn’t get to deal with Second Aunt directly, Lixiang has always relied on her favor, making a mess in the Mansion, ignoring my mother several times."

"As soon as you arrived, they got scared, driving her away, mother must be happy, and I’m thrilled too!"

"Here, sister," he peeled the peanuts and placed the kernels in the little one’s palm: "Brother peels, you eat."

Bai Zhi’er held the peanut kernels in her little hand but wasn’t in a hurry to eat.

She softly said, "Fifth Brother, I dealt with Lixiang for Third Aunt."

"But, that doesn’t mean you weren’t wrong. You threw big mice and insects; it’s like hurting the enemy one thousand and losing eight hundred yourself, those things are filthy!"

Moreover, on that maid’s fingers, there was a faint blood mist that others couldn’t see.

If she hadn’t killed anyone, such a situation wouldn’t appear.

Bai Fengqing awkwardly scratched the back of his head.

"I had the servants catch them, didn’t touch them myself."

Bai Zhi’er ate the peanuts, her little teeth making a crisp sound.

"Fifth Brother, doing this is wrong, it will even implicate Third Aunt."

"Over time, Third Uncle with his foolish and flirtatious ways will surely think it’s your mischief!"

Bai Fengqing nodded heavily: "Now Dad often scolds me for being ignorant."

At that moment, Third Young Master Bai Yaoyu came in quickly, his face gloomy, eyes filled with anger.

Fourth Son Bai Daoyan followed behind him, and in contrast, his expression was more calm.

The Pixiu on his wrist was dazzling and bright.

Bai Yaoyu saw his sister blinking her big round eyes at him.

His expression softened a bit.

"Zhi’er, don’t worry, mother is fine, the doctor has checked her, said it’s an old ailment, prescribed some medicine for conditioning."

Bai Zhi’er’s clean and pink little face was stained with obedience.

"Third Brother, in the future, after lunch every day, let Third Aunt drink a bowl of soup made from coptis, the migraine can’t be completely cured, but it won’t recur."

Bai Yaoyu and Bai Daoyan were both shocked.

How did sister know mother had a migraine?

Fifth Heir Bai Fengqing was shocked: "Huang Lian Soup? That must be so bitter!"

Bai Zhi’er started cracking sunflower seeds, her little feet swinging: "No matter how bitter, it can’t be more bitter than Third Aunt’s heart, with such a big and troublesome husband, and several disobedient kids."

She spread out her little hand, a piece of sunflower seed peel still sticking to her petal-like lips.

"Headaches have medicine, but bitter hearts have no cure, just thinking about it gives me a headache."

Bai Yaoyu gritted his teeth: "At the end of the day, it’s my dad’s fault, always indulging outside, surrounded by concubines."

"Among the three Princes, only he is like this! Big Uncle and Little Uncle are all upright people! Even Uncle only loves Second Aunt alone."

He was emotionally agitated, speaking with lingering anger.

Fourth Son Bai Daoyan explained to everyone: "Just now, Third Brother argued with Dad again over mother’s matter."

Prince Kang’s three sons all sighed deeply.

Bai Zhi’er blinked her big eyes and imitated her brothers by also letting out a sigh.

Blowing off the sunflower seed peel stuck to her lips.

The three brothers, seeing this, couldn’t help but laugh.

The earlier troubled gloom was completely swept away.