Chapter 1651: Chapter 1644: Sending Chu Xi Hydrangeas
She was in no position to say anything bad.
With Daddy and Mother gone, on what grounds could she say anything was wrong?
Chu Heng entrusted her to his uncle and aunt, the great general and the generalâs madam, both were very good people.
They have an excellent son named Su Chenyang.
The Eldest Young Master of the Marquisâs Manor, a child of destiny, handsome and extraordinary, with literary brillianceâsaid to be the Wenqu Star come to earth. She had heard about him when she first arrived in Jiang Du City.
Even her brother Chu Heng praised, "My cousin Su Chenyang is truly an incredible person, recognizing words at two, reciting texts at three, and now heâs already studying at the Imperial College.
Sister, you can play with my cousin, he has the gentlest nature."
During her stay at the Marquisâs Manor, everyone treated Chu Xi with respect, honoring her as a princess, yet all she wanted to know was when Daddy and Mother would return.
"Eldest Young Master, Princess Your Highness is on the attic."
Upon returning from his studies, Su Chenyang inquired from the maid.
His handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed, he softly asked, "Is the princess still melancholic and silent? How much did she eat for lunch?"
The maid shook her head, "The princess didnât have lunch, and when we brought snacks in the afternoon, she didnât take them either, just stood on the attic looking out."
Su Chenyang understood, sighing slightly, "Go and prepare some more pastries then."
The maid took the order and left.
Su Chenyang glanced at the hydrangeas in his hand, smiling gently, and went up to the attic.
Chu Xi was dressed in a white nine-petal lotus long dress, her hair done in an updo, with a string of silver bells by her temples, jingling softly in the wind.
Poised and graceful.
Yet she exuded an aura of loneliness.
Su Chenyang, three steps behind her, bowed and paid his respects, "Su Chenyang greets the princess."
Chu Xi turned around and said coldly, "Rise."
She had said many times that she didnât like the formalities of being a princess, that Su Chenyang neednât kneel and greet her every time he saw her.
But Su Chenyang smiled and said, "With your noble status, Your Highness, propriety must not be neglected."
"Daddy gave it to me, as a princess, Daddy has already forgotten me." Chu Xi tried to withhold her sadness, pressing her lips together, yet a hint of it still slipped out.
Speaking with her, Su Chenyang bowed again, "A princessâs status isnât altered by Your Highnessâs will. Princess Xi of the Great Cheng Dynasty is the only Eldest Princess and will always remain so."
Her title and status wouldnât be stripped away just because her father forgot her.
Once a princess, forever a noble princess.
Chu Xi felt a slight tremor in her heart. She pressed her lips and looked at the pot of flowers Su Chenyang placed aside, "Are these for me again?"
Remembering the flowers he brought, Su Chenyang smiled and nodded, offering a pot of blue and white hydrangeas, "These are hydrangeas, gifted to you today, Princess, I hope you like them."
"What is the meaning of hydrangeas?"
Chu Xi took them with her small hands and asked.
"Reunion and happiness."
Su Chenyang said softly, "There has been news from the palaceâs Shadow Guards; the Eighth Prince is already on his way back."
"Really?!"
The coldness on Chu Xiâs little face instantly transformed into excitement. She jumped up, nearly dropping the pot of flowers she was holding.
"Be careful, Princess!" Su Chenyang hurriedly supported her hands, ensuring the pot was stable.
Only then did Chu Xi calm down, her voice lowering, "Sorry, I didnât mean to drop the flowers."
Every day, Su Chenyang would send her flowers, composing various beautiful words to tell her.
She carefully planted every pot of flowers he gave in her courtyard, in a place where she could see them just by leaning on the window.
Su Chenyang, gentle by nature, merely smiled and said, "If the princess doesnât like them, itâs alright to drop them, just donât hurt your hands."
For the first time, Chu Xi felt what it was like to be gently nurtured.
Unlike her beloved Daddy, Su Chenyang didnât offer a strong sense of security, nor did he spoil her, bringing her the best things in the world at a whim.
They met at a time when she felt the loneliest.
Her most doting Daddy was not by her side, and her indifferent Mother was not here either.
She was alone and helpless.
But Su Chenyang gave her a feeling that whenever she turned around, she would find him there.
Whenever she was about to fall, he would be the first to come and help her up.
It was a gentle, steady warmth.
After seeing Chu Xi back to her room, Su Chenyang went to his mother to see his sister, who was only half a year old.
In Wu Jinyanâs arms, the baby was pink and tender, with round cheeks and bright eyes, and let out soft, milky cries when she opened her mouth.
"Ah..."
"Good baby."
Su Chenyang felt his heart soften as he reached out to take little Baojun into his arms, kissing her cheek.
With him caring for Baojun, Wu Jinyan went off to attend to some affairs in the manor.
When she returned, Su Chenyang was still watching over Baojun by the bed. Wu Jinyan smiled and approached, patting his head, "Chen Yang is such a good brother, visiting his sister every day, so loving to her."
She sat on the bed, lightly tapping little Baojunâs cheek, "Baby, does brother love you? Do you know that?"
"She doesnât need to know." Su Chenyangâs eyes were filled with gentle warmth, "My sister is the best and most well-behaved in the world. I will do everything in my power to love her; all she needs is to grow up safely."
"You." Wu Jinyan ruffled his hair, "So considerate, even more gentle than your father. How will you become a great general in the future?"
Su Chenyang smiled, "Father told me I only need to inherit the marquis title; I donât have to become a great general like him."
Before they had a daughter, Wu Jinyan had no particular expectations for Su Chenyang.
But since Su Baojunâs birth, she often thought more, worrying about not being able to love her as she grew up, fearing that when she and her husband grew old and left, no one would protect Baojun properly.
She always thought if Su Chenyang could become like Su Hao, reaching high positions of power, no one could bully their little girl.
Thinking of the princess still living in their home, Wu Jinyan jokingly teased Su Chenyang, "If you donât become a great general, how will you be worthy of Princess Xi in the future?"
"Mother!" Su Chenyang suddenly turned serious, his delicate face blushing, "The princess doesnât necessarily have to marry a great general, she could also..."
"Could what? My little Chen Yang, do you really have feelings for Princess Xi?" Wu Jinyan laughed, pinching his nose.
Su Chenyang ran off blushing.
When Su Hao returned in the evening, Wu Jinyan jokingly mentioned the matter to him. "Our Chen Yang is so attentive, not only to his sister but also to Princess Xi. Her courtyard is full of flowers he sent."
Su Hao smiled, "Chen Yang is the oldest of all the children, so itâs only natural for him to look after his younger siblings. However, the princessâs temperament is a bit peculiar. Lately, remind Chen Yang to be cautious; the Eighth Prince has returned."
"The Eighth Prince?" Wu Jinyanâs delicate eyebrows knitted slightly, "Will Princess Xi still stay at the Marquisâs Manor? The Eighth Prince now is different from before. A few days ago, I even met the Left Grand Tutor Zuoâs madam, and she seems more arrogant."
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