AMLFS Chapter 25

Chapter 25: How about we try a different method this time?

Song Huaixi widened his eyes, trying hard to look at him, wanting to see his entire being.

After a moment, he said seriously, “But you’re so big, my eyes can’t hold you.”

The originally amorous atmosphere was completely destroyed by his silly words.

The little unpleasantness in his heart completely disappeared after being disturbed by him. Zhao Fangye saw his cute appearance with his eyes wide open and his hands propped open.

He couldn’t help but smile. What a little fool.

He reached out and took his hand down, placing it on Song Huaixi’s heart, “If your eyes can’t hold it, put it in your heart. Do you understand?”

Touching his chest where his heart was beating, Song Huaixi answered blankly, “Understood.”

But in his mind, he was thinking that his heart was also very small and seemed unable to hold it.

But he had promised him, so he couldn’t go back on his word…

Qing Shan and Qing Yang carried the puppy back to the main courtyard, carefully washed the puppy and dried it. They put it in the bedroom and let the floor heating dry the moisture on the puppy’s body.

Granny Zhang almost stepped on it when she entered the door, clutching her chest and pointing at the puppy, “Where did this come from? Did the Prince Consort buy it?”

“No, the Prince Consort found it in the courtyard just now. Maybe it crawled in from some dog hole,”

Qing Yang explained with a smile, while reaching out to touch the puppy’s wet head.

The maids and servants serving in the courtyard were all at the age of playfulness. Everyone was happy to have a puppy.

Chun Hua and Zhao Lu were also overjoyed when they saw this little thing. They all stepped forward to tease the puppy.

Only Granny Zhang frowned at the puppy, muttering, “What a disgrace…”

Song Huaixi was released by Zhao Fangye and ran back to the house with slightly red lips.

The puppy on the ground had also adapted to the new environment and was having a great time playing with everyone. It wagged its tail and bit Chun Hua’s skirt.

“Little puppy!”

Song Huaixi quickly stepped forward and hugged it in his arms, stroking its fluffy head with delight.

The puppy didn’t make a fuss and affectionately licked Song Huaixi’s fingers.

His fingers tickled, causing him to laugh heartily.

Chun Hua stood beside him, playing with the puppy’s ears, and suggested, “Prince Consort, should we give the puppy a name?”

“Yes.” Song Huaixi hugged the puppy and tilted his head, thinking, “What name should we give it?”

He held up the puppy. It had short, brown fur, and its two eyes were like black grapes. Its ears and mouth were pointed, making it look not so docile, but rather like a little wolf cub.

When it grew up, it would definitely be majestic.

Thinking of this, Song Huaixi blinked his eyes and suddenly had an idea, “Let’s call him Little Wolf!”

Everyone was shocked to hear this name. This name was something that ordinary people would not think of. Only their Prince Consort could think of it.

After all, their Prince Consort wasn’t very smart, which was understandable.

Song Huaixi looked at everyone, and their faces all had a look of amusement.

He asked, “What do you think?”

In order not to disappoint Song Huaixi, everyone praised against their will, “It sounds good! It sounds like a majestic name. The Prince Consort chose it well!”

“Yes, yes. The puppy will also like it.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the puppy in Song Huaixi’s arms began to whine.

It seemed to be satisfied with its name as well.

“Hahahaha.”

Holding the puppy up high, Song Huaixi hugged it and turned around happily, “I have a puppy too! Little Wolf will be my puppy from now on.”

The days passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Zhao Fangye’s month of confinement was coming to an end.

Although it was said to be confinement, Zhao Fangye didn’t take it seriously at all.

In two days, it would be the New Year.

On this day, it snowed heavily in the courtyard again.

Song Huaixi brought Qing Shan and Qing Yang in the courtyard to play in the snow.

Red plum trees were planted in the courtyard, blooming in clusters. They were particularly eye-catching in the silver surroundings. More dazzling than the plum blossoms was Song Huaixi running in the snow.

He was wearing a large red brocade cloak, and also a small jacket and robe of the same color. His sleeves always had a circle of fluff.

With a delicate and fair face, he shuttled through the red plum blossoms. Laughter echoed like a little elf transformed from the red plum blossoms in the snow.

Under his feet was a cluster of yellowish-brown puppy, running happily around him in the thick snow. Leaving a string of little plum blossom footprints.

Qing Shan and Qing Yang accompanied Song Huaixi in a snowball fight, and the courtyard was filled with laughter.

The usually cold and quiet Ning Wang Mansion also became vibrant in the cold winter.

Song Huaixi dug a large lump of snow from the ground, rubbed it into a snowball, and threw it towards Qing Yang while pulling up his cloak to block himself, dodging and running out.

His vision was blocked, and he accidentally bumped into a hard chest.

Pulling open his cloak and looking up, Zhao Fangye’s handsome face appeared in front of Song Huaixi.

Seeing him, the smile on Song Huaixi’s face became even brighter.

Qing Shan and Qing Yang also stopped and saluted, Zhao Fangye nodded.

Then they retreated.

He stepped forward and grabbed his hand, excitedly saying, “Zhao Fangye, let’s have a snowball fight together! It’s so much fun!”

Zhao Fangye looked down at his face flushed with heat and the sweaty hair on his forehead, and reached out to pinch his still slightly chubby cheeks.

He gently reminded, “Playful. Be careful not to catch a cold.”

Song Huaixi’s outstretched hands were frozen red. Zhao Fangye wrapped his cold hands in his palms and walked towards the house, the wide sleeves covering the hands they held together, blocking the cold wind.

“Go back to the house.”

“Okay.”

Obediently being led, Song Huaixi felt the warmth brought by his broad palms.

His heart felt warm. He turned his head and called the dog who was still frolicking in the snow, “Little Wolf! Come back!”

Hearing his call, Little Wolf immediately ran back to his feet. He whimpered and circled around their feet.

Hearing the name, Zhao Fangye raised an eyebrow, “Little Wolf?”

This name was truly lacking in beauty and was not fitting. But it was a name that Song Huaixi would come up with.

“Yes! I named it!” Song Huaixi leaned against his arm, a proud smile on his face.

“Not bad.”

Without saying anything, Zhao Fangye pretended to nod in appreciation.

He led Song Huaixi into the house, took off his cloak, and said to Zhao Lu in the house, “Prepare hot water.”

“Yes.”

Zhao Lu immediately brought hot water and placed it on the table, then retreated.

Zhao Fangye took a brocade handkerchief, soaked it in hot water, and wrapped his frozen red hands to warm them up.

Zhao Fangye’s sharp eyebrows drooped, his tone gentle, “In winter, go to the snow less often to play. Do you understand?”

Song Huaixi playfully moved his fingers in the brocade handkerchief, his heart feeling sweet, “Understood.”

Seeing that it was almost done, Zhao Fangye wrung out the brocade handkerchief and carefully wiped his sweaty cheeks. Song Huaixi’s eyes were sparkling as he looked at him.

“Zhao Fangye, you are so good.”

Hearing this, the corner of Zhao Fangye’s lips raised a little, “Little fool.”

This little bit of kindness had hooked him? He was surprisingly easy to deceive.

After doing all this, Zhao Fangye asked someone to prepare ginger soup for Song Huaixi to drink.

Holding the bowl, he smelled the scent. Song Huaixi frowned in disgust.

He hated the taste of ginger the most.

It was weird.

He wanted to take it outside and pour it out.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Fangye saw his intention, sat on the stool and encircled him in his arms, not giving him any chance to escape.

“Must drink.”

The spicy taste of ginger soup in the bowl drilled into his nose. Song Huaixi frowned, his face immediately turning into a bitter gourd.

He pulled on his sleeves and begged coquettishly, “Can I not drink it? It’s so hard to drink…”

Song Huaixi was naturally beautiful, born delicate and charming. In addition, he was innocent and had an otherworldly temperament. At this moment, such coquetry would have softened anyone else’s heart.

But in front of him was Zhao Fangye, known as the Jade-Faced Rakshasa.

“Be good, drink it to ward off the cold. So you don’t get sick.” Zhao Fangye coaxed, holding the bowl.

Song Huaixi pursed his lips, unwillingly taking a small sip.

As a result, he immediately turned his head and spat it out.

“Just poke me, it’s really hard to drink.”

Song Huaixi frowned in pain, wanting Zhao Fangye to poke his acupoints like last time he drank medicine.

It was just a bowl of ginger soup, so squeamish. Zhao Fangye held the bowl, pinched his wrist, and pulled him closer.

His voice was bewitching, “How about we try a different method this time? Okay?”

“Different method?”

Song Huaixi immediately became interested and nodded foolishly, “Okay.”

His light-colored eyes stared at his clean eyes. Zhao Fangye brought the bowl to his lips and took a sip.

Then, under Song Huaixi’s puzzled gaze, he held his neck and pressed him towards himself, kissing his lips.