This statement made the Sixth Prince slightly stunned.
"Responsible?" Bai Xingye frowned, "Do you want to be the Prince Consort?"
Feng Fuce did not directly answer his question.
He simply said, "It's time to go back, she's been out too long, she will worry."
But the Sixth Prince refused to let him go and immediately rushed to Feng Fuce to block his way.
"No, you must make it clear! What kind of feelings do you have for my sister? She is innocent and pure, and I will not allow anyone with bad intentions to approach her!"
The Sixth Prince finished speaking and grabbed Feng Fuce's wrist.
Feng Fuce coldly avoided.
He said indifferently, "I won't be concerned about anyone, except Bai Zhi'er is an exception. Do you think I have bad intentions towards her?"
The Sixth Prince then pulled at his sleeve: "You think I'll believe you just because of what you said? You are the Marquis Wan! How can I trust that your words are sincere!"
Feng Fuce was beginning to lose patience.
