The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 1669 -1662: Whatever Others Have, You Will Have Something Better

Su Chenyang walked toward Chu Xi, noticing her fingers twitch slightly as her gaze remained fixed on the fallen litchi leaves on the ground. He hurriedly spoke up, “Princess, Chen Yang arrived late.”

Upon hearing his voice, Chu Xi clenched her small hands into fists and quickly hid them in her sleeves.

Su Chenyang held a green jade plate in both hands, filled to the brim with freshly peeled, seedless litchi flesh. The white fruit was cleaned meticulously, each piece plump and crystal-clear, gleaming with a translucent sheen under the sunlight, making it irresistibly enticing.

Su Chenyang recalled seeing Chu Yifeng peeling litchis and feeding them to Zuo Qingqing earlier. Then, taking out the litchis he had brought from home, he began peeling them with clean hands.

He peeled with even greater care than Chu Yifeng, removing the thin inner layer of seed skin from the litchis. Holding them before Chu Xi, he spoke with utmost sincerity, “On the left are chilled ones, and on the right are unchilled ones. Chen Yang has peeled them all for the princess,

would the princess honor Chen Yang by sampling them?”

Chu Xi’s long, delicate eyelashes fluttered slightly, like butterflies dancing lightly in the air.

Her heart was filled with a sour, swelling sensation—an overwhelming emotion that seemed poised to burst her chest.

She opened her mouth, wanting to thank Su Chenyang.

But Su Chenyang only waited eagerly, hoping she would taste the litchis he had carefully prepared for her.

Chu Xi’s slender fingers gently picked up one and placed it in her mouth.

Even standing in the sunlight, eating litchis, Chu Xi’s movements were far more graceful than Zuo Jiaojiao’s. That kind of innate elegance and noble refinement was something no one could ever imitate.

Chu Xi sampled one chilled litchi and one unchilled litchi, then told Su Chenyang, “Delicious.”

Su Chenyang smiled warmly, “The princess’s delight is Chen Yang’s honor.”

Su Chenyang followed her from behind, inviting her to rest in the pavilion.

Zuo Jiaojiao stared at this scene for quite some time, her small pout growing more pronounced in anger. She tugged at Zuo Fenglin and whined, “Brother, I want to eat too! Chilled ones and unchilled ones—I want them both!”

Zuo Fenglin looked down at her with an expression full of disdain, “Such trouble! Get them yourself!”

He wasn’t about to waste his time on this!

After all, his sister wasn’t some noble princess, with the need for such fussy chilled or unchilled preferences!

Chu Yifeng and Zuo Qingqing also witnessed the earlier scene. Chu Yifeng used a handkerchief to wipe Zuo Qingqing’s mouth, asking her, “Would you like some chilled ones? Your Highness will send someone to prepare them and peel them for you to eat.”

Zuo Qingqing gently shook her head, “It’s just a playful jest among the young ones. Why take it seriously? I know Your Highness is the one who cherishes me the most—this is enough for me.”

As she spoke, she half-covered her lips, feigning a shy expression.

She believed that the more reserved she acted, the more Chu Yifeng would treasure her.

But Chu Yifeng merely chuckled and said no more.

He didn’t care for pretentious, overly delicate women.

It was simply because she was his beloved senior apprentice that he treated her this way.

After the interaction full of posturing, Chu Heng took charge and initiated the relay slide race. The rules were simple: each relay consisted of ten laps. The first runner would pass the baton to the second runner, and whichever team finished first would be the winner.

To ensure fairness in the competition, Chu Heng specifically set a rule: the race must be completed within the span of an incense stick of time. No interruptions were permitted for any reason, or else the results would be invalid and the matter dismissed.

Zuo Fenglin had protested discontentedly, but the organizer and referee of the match was none other than Chu Heng, the Crown Prince.

His protest was entirely futile. When he quietly brought it up, Chu Heng turned to him with a smile, and Zuo Fenglin immediately backed down.