Chapter 1664 - 1657: Kiss Crown Prince

Chapter 1664 -1657: Kiss Crown Prince

Chu Xi left together with her, while in the imperial study, Chu Jinling stayed behind to assist Chu Heng in handling the remaining state affairs.

He seemed to have momentarily forgotten or perhaps deliberately postponed it, until there was a sound coming from the side hall. Only then did he lift his head and instruct the Grand Eunuch Sun Wu, “Send Left Grand Tutor Zuo home.”

Sun Wu held his horsetail whisk and responded, “Yes, your servant obeys.”

Chu Xi stayed in the harem for just one day before deciding to begin practicing, but she had never played slide racing before. When she saw the slides and tracks built in the imperial garden, she furrowed her brows deeply.

“Sister will also need a partner to form a team, won’t she?” Chu Heng’s warm and gentle voice rang out.

Behind him was a group of palace attendants, along with three peers!

Su Chenyang brought Song Qianlin and Song Huaining together to visit Chu Xi in the palace.

Su Chenyang and Song Qianlin were the first to salute Chu Xi, “Greetings, Princess.”

Chu Xi raised her chin slightly, “No need for formalities.”

“Gr-Greetings, Princess!”

Song Huaining, dressed delicately in a peach blossom dress, bent down to bow, but the large bundles in her arms all fell to the ground with a clatter.

“Oh no, these are the little snacks, baby radishes, and wooden dolls I brought for the Princess!”

Song Huaining hurriedly squatted down to pick them up one by one.

Song Qianlin quietly reminded her, “Ning’er, the Princess hasn’t allowed you to stand up—you can’t move around recklessly!”

“Huh?” Song Huaining immediately stood up, only half of the items picked off the floor, her face full of confusion. “If the Princess didn’t allow me to stand up, but I did… will I be punished?”

She remembered how her mother repeatedly warned her before entering the palace: to follow proper etiquette, bow and kneel alongside her brothers, never leave their side, and never run around on her own. Otherwise, she’d be breaking palace rules and would be harshly punished!

She’d just entered the palace and… had already forgotten the rules!

“It’s over, it’s over!”

Song Huaining’s pudgy little face scrunched up into a knot, her features squeezed together. “Waaah, I’m going to be punished.”

She couldn’t bear the thought of being spanked—getting hit on the little behind was the most painful!

“Don’t worry, I’ll pretend I didn’t see anything. No one will punish you.” Chu Heng found her clumsy and adorable.

Chu Xi wasn’t adept at these exchanges and refrained from speaking further.

Chu Heng ordered attendants to prepare refreshments and took the group to sit in Yuhua Pavilion within the imperial garden. Chu Heng pointed to the track and said, “Chenyang and Qianlin are familiar with these tracks. Let them demonstrate for Sister first, and then she can practice with them.”

“Afterward, Sister can choose one between Chenyang and Qianlin to be her teammate and compete together,” Chu Heng said with a smile, patting the shoulders of the two boys beside him.

Su Chenyang was quite excited, but Song Qianlin appeared a little shy.

The Princess likely wouldn’t choose him as a teammate, but he still wanted to give it his best shot.

Su Chenyang and Song Qianlin led Chu Xi to the edge of the track, explaining the rules and racing to demonstrate.

Excluded, Song Huaining could only sit at the table and eat.

Chu Heng saw her pulling items like a magician from her waist pouch and her small sleeves—one oil paper package after another. She opened them and began eating the treats inside.

He couldn’t help but ask curiously, “How can you store so many things on you? And they’re all food!”

“Hahaha! Your Highness, you wouldn’t understand! For those who love to eat, clothes need not only hide meat but also snacks!

Look, I still have a few pieces of layered cake in my pouch!

Your Highness, would you like to try some?”

Song Huaining’s chubby, fair hands picked up a piece of layered cake, holding it out toward Chu Heng.

Sun Wu, observing from beside Chu Heng, couldn’t help but notice how Song Huaining’s little hands—still dusty from picking up scattered items earlier—left small flecks on the layered cake. He quickly reminded, “Your Highness has strict dietary rules. Things from outside the palace should never be consumed.”

It was only because of these young scions that proper searches weren’t conducted upon their entry. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to carry so much food!

What if eating it upset His Highness’s stomach?

Song Huaining let out a disappointed sound and began withdrawing her hand, “Alright then, though this cake was made by Auntie—it’s really delicious…”

“I also love layered cake.” Chu Heng caught the piece mid-air, gracefully putting it into his mouth.

“Your Highness…” Sun Wu nervously wrung his hands, almost rushing forward to snatch the cake. “This… this might not be clean!”

It’s dusty!

How can this be eaten?

Chu Heng gave him a reassuring look. “Auntie’s cakes—how could they not be clean? They’re delicious, aren’t they, Ning’er?”

“Yes!” Song Huaining replied, mouth full, nodding enthusiastically while continuing to eat.

She then exclaimed in surprise, “Your Highness, you called me Ning’er?”

“Your mother is my mother’s cousin, which makes her my Aunt. So, of course, I can call you ‘Sister,’ can’t I?” Chu Heng replied, instructing Sun Wu to bring more delicious imperial dishes for her.

Song Huaining was completely enamored with Chu Heng; she stared at him dazedly, “It’s my first time seeing someone even more handsome and gentler than Chenyang Brother and my own brother!

Prince Brother!”

Song Huaining, holding her cake, rushed over to Chu Heng and planted a big, gooey kiss on his face.

Chu Heng’s face ended up smeared with crumbs from her lips, dirtying it.

Sun Wu watched in agony, his heart aching.

His radiant Crown Prince, as pure and flawless as the moon amid the clouds—how could he be so easily smudged and kissed by such a little girl?

Such distress! Such heartbreak!

Yet, Chu Heng didn’t mind it at all. Holding Song Huaining, his fair fingers gently wiped away the crumbs from her lips, then took a freshly served, steaming slice of red date yam cake and held it to her mouth.

“Ning Ning Sister, try this—it’s delicious too. This is my favorite; it’s very appetizing.”

Of course, Song Huaining didn’t hold back and opened her mouth to take a big bite. She ate one piece and widened her eyes in delight, “Wow! So delicious!”

She munched away, finishing the remaining half of the slice.

Just as Chu Heng was about to pick up another piece to feed her, an angry voice from Little Ginseng suddenly exploded in his mind, “Chu Heng, what are you doing?!”

“Uh…”

Chu Heng held his head, feeling a little dizzy.

He answered Little Ginseng, “I’m feeding my cousin some cake.”

“What cousin?! She wasn’t born of your mother!” Little Ginseng stood with arms akimbo, unreasonable and indignant.

“She’s my cousin! Doesn’t your ginseng family have cousins?” Chu Heng tried to soothe her, wanting to pat her little head.

Her small, twin-bun head seemed not very bright at the moment.

“Hmph! I don’t care! She’s just not your sister!”

Little Ginseng stood with arms crossed, turned her face, and pouted, refusing to pay Chu Heng any further attention.

In Chu Heng’s mind, the image of the angry little girl disappeared.

He looked down at the Song Huaining in his arms; both Little Ginseng and her preferred pink outfits.

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