Time turned back to morning.
The Princess went out, and the sun shone brightly.
The vendors selling sugar paintings on the street rolled up their sleeves and boiled sugar for dear life, sweetening the air itself, all so Her Highness could taste their wares. The old man molding dough figures by the roadside suddenly had eagle eyes, his hands blurring as he shaped more than a dozen lifelike little figures in the blink of an eye, all to give the Princess. Meanwhile, the shopkeeper performing shadow puppetry by the roadside brought out his signature skills; every gesture of the puppets sent Sword Qi flying...
And that wasn't even counting all the young ladies and married women strolling along the road. The moment they saw Her Highness, they began removing hairpins and jewelry and stuffing them into Little Ao Wu's arms. A few bolder ones tried to touch her, only to be glared back by Feng Feifei.
As for Little Ao Wu, she acted perfectly naturally. Her big eyes looked here and glanced there, missing no one. Every so often, she gave two little "ao wu, ao wu" cries, prompting waves of screams.
Seeing that they could no longer stroll through the streets, Feng Feifei took Little Ao Wu to the martial academy.
The martial academy and the military academy were places Feng Nanzhi had specifically instructed Feng Feifei to take Little Ao Wu to show herself.
The moment they entered the martial academy, Bixi, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, opened them and met Little Ao Wu's gaze.
"Roar!"
"Ao wu?"
"Roar roar!"
"Ao wu—"
No one knew what agreement Little Ao Wu and Bixi had reached. Bixi bared his teeth, opened his mouth, and sent several balls of light flying out. Each contained a Spirit Material, and