The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading-Chapter 32 - Abdominal Pain
Chapter 32: Chapter 32 Abdominal Pain
Chapter 32 -32 Abdominal Pain
Shen Chuwei sat down only after she saw him drink and continued eating grilled lamb, glancing at Xuetuan whose mouth was slick with grease, prompting a smile to curl at the corner of her lips.
Xiao Jinyan sipped his lemon honey tea, watching Shen Chuwei as she resumed her meal of grilled lamb, his gaze drifting down to her stomach.
Last time he checked, her belly was quite flat without any extra flesh—how did she manage to fit so much food in there?
Feeling somewhat full, Shen Chuwei slowed her movements.
She noticed Xiao Jinyan staring at her and asked, “Your Highness, what are you looking at?”
“Eat less, it’s easier to digest,” Xiao Jinyan advised.
“I’m in my growing phase; I need a balanced diet, otherwise, I won’t grow tall,” Shen Chuwei stated matter-of-factly.
Xiao Jinyan remembered that she only came up to his chin, indeed a bit shorter.
He measured Shen Chuwei from head to toe and quirked up a corner of his mouth, “It’s not just height.”
Upon seeing Xiao Jinyan’s gaze, Shen Chuwei immediately grasped the implication of his words.
She crossed her arms over her chest and said dissatisfiedly, “Your Highness is unaware, but I’ve saved quite a bit on fabric this way over the year, which also saved Your Highness a considerable amount of expenses.”
Xiao Jinyan couldn’t help laughing at her words, but the moment he realized he had laughed out loud, he immediately composed himself, “Should I thank you for that?”
“It’s what I should do,” Shen Chuwei replied and then took a large bite of lamb to console herself.
Xiao Jinyan watched Shen Chuwei, that laugh of hers truly took him by surprise.
How long had it been since he had laughed like this?
So long that even he had forgotten.
He then noticed a pair of gloves on the table, something he had never seen before.
Puzzled, he asked, “Shen Fengyi, why haven’t I seen these gloves before?”
Seeing the disposable gloves, Shen Chuwei’s eyes flickered as she explained, “Your Highness, they’re made of a special material but, unfortunately, they’ve been lost to time.”
Xiao Jinyan peered at the gloves, “Is that so?”
Qiancheng Hall
Xiao Jinyu had just opened the food box when the tantalizing aroma almost made him drool—a big, golden brown, crispy piece of grilled lamb, “The grilled lamb smells so good.”
Little Guizi chuckled, “Prince Seven, it’s freshly grilled; of course, it’s fragrant.”
Xiao Jinyu placed the dish on the dining table, his beautiful peach blossom eyes filled with mirth as he stared at the grilled lamb.
“My brother is the best, remembering me even when he has good food.”
Little Guizi nodded in agreement, “Neutrally so, Prince Seven, you are His Highness’s own brother after all.”
Xiao Jinyu saw an uncooked dish and asked Little Guizi with curiosity, “What’s this?
Why is it raw?”
“Prince Seven, this is called lettuce.
It can be wrapped with the lamb to eat together, and it won’t be greasy,” Little Guizi parroted Shen Fengyi’s explanation with a bit of showing off.
“I see,” Xiao Jinyu ordered the lamb to be sliced and then picked up a lettuce leaf, placed the sliced lamb on it, and rolled it up, curiously taking a bite.
After tasting it, he couldn’t help but praise, “Indeed it’s not greasy, and the flavor is quite good, better than what’s made in the Imperial Kitchen.”
“Prince Seven, please enjoy your meal.
This servant will take his leave to report back,” said Little Guizi as he slowly withdrew.
With grilled lamb at hand, Xiao Jinyu didn’t bother with other foods, focusing solely on the lamb.
By the time he finished, he was full.
Xiyun Pavilion
Shen Chuwei initially thought that Xiao Jinyan had just come for a meal, but to her surprise, he also wanted to share her bed!
Watching Xiao Jinyan approach in his robe, stopping only when he reached her, she had to lift her head to see his protruding Adam’s apple and tilt it back to see his handsome, jade-like face—
By estimation, he was at least 188cm tall, a full thirty centimeters taller than her—
When their gazes met, why did it feel a bit awkward all of a sudden?
“Your Highness, I’m going to take a bath,” Shen Chuwei said, picking up her clothes and quickly running into the bathroom as if her feet were greased.
Xiao Jinyan turned his head for a glance, smiled briefly, then diverted his gaze to sit down by the bed.
Seeing the cat-shaped pillow on the bed, he remembered that she had slept hugging it last time, so he reached out to take a look.
The embroidered pattern on it somewhat resembled a cat, uniquely cute because of the whiskers.
He put down the pillow and noticed that the drawer wasn’t shut tightly, so he bent down to open it, reaching in to pull out something, its cover blank.
Curiosity piqued, he opened it and saw a drawing inside.
The figure in the drawing was dressed very boldly, and very…
Shen Chuwei, after her bath, saw Xiao Jinyan sitting on the bed, engrossed in something he was holding; with just a glance, she recognized it as a drawing she had done out of boredom.
It was over—
She dashed forward, intent on snatching the drawing from Xiao Jinyan’s hands, but he deftly dodged her, leading to tragedy…
She didn’t get the drawing and ended up toppling Xiao Jinyan instead.
Shen Chuwei’s target was the drawing, so she hadn’t controlled her speed, crashing right into his embrace.
Both had just bathed, their bodies still warm, and now with their close contact, the temperature shot up several degrees at once.
Their gazes locked, and the ambiguous atmosphere slowly escalated.
Xiao Jinyan held the album in his hand, looking at the woman on top of him, her soft body and the marshmallow-scented breath twining around his nose—impossible to ignore.
“Get up.”
Even at this moment, Shen Chuwei was still worried about her drawing, “Your Highness, can you please return the drawing to your servant?”
Xiao Jinyan chuckled lowly, “I didn’t realize Shen Fengyi was so talented in painting.”
“Your Highness flatters me,” Shen Chuwei said, extremely embarrassed.
Her hands searched for something to brace herself on but touched something else, making the atmosphere immediately turn awkward…
Xiao Jinyan said with a deep voice, “Get off my body.”
“Your servant will get up this instant.” Shen Chuwei, seizing the moment when Xiao Jinyan was distracted, snatched the album from his hands and swiftly got off him.
Inevitable contact and friction occurred as she got off.
Xiao Jinyan frowned, sat up from the bed, flipped the blanket over and lay down in bed, coldly uttering two words: “Sleep.”
“Oh.” Shen Chuwei thought Xiao Jinyan was angry, so after putting the drawing away, she climbed into bed, lying on the edge and hugging a pillow to herself.
She watched Xiao Jinyan with eyes tightly closed, appearing to rest, and wondered if he was really angry.
When night fell
The Qiancheng Hall was brightly lit, palace maids and eunuchs scurried about in an uproar.
“Quickly, go summon the Imperial Doctor.”
“You, hurry and report to the Empress, say that the master has unbearable abdominal pain in the middle of the night.”
“This servant is on it.”
Xiao Jinyu clutched his stomach, rolling back and forth on the bed, his forehead covered in fine beads of cold sweat.
Upon hearing the news, the Empress rushed over without even properly dressing, just throwing on a cloak.
As she entered, she saw her son writhing in pain on the bed.
Her face turned pale with fright, and she rushed to his side. freewebnøvel.coɱ
“Yuyu, what’s wrong with you?”
Gasping for breath, Xiao Jinyu managed to get out a sentence, “Mother, my stomach hurts.”
The Empress, seeing her son in such pain, felt unbearable heartache.
She interrogated sternly, “How are you serving the master?
How could the seventh Prince suffer from such severe abdominal pain?”
The palace maids and eunuchs knelt on the ground, one after another too terrified to speak.
Little Guizi, crying, said, “Empress, the master only ate some grilled lamb tonight.”
The Empress, upon hearing this, scolded, “Nonsense, the Imperial Kitchen didn’t prepare grilled lamb today.”
Choking back sobs, Little Guizi replied, “To respond to the Empress, the grilled lamb was sent over by the Crown Prince.”
