AMLFS Chapter 55

Chapter 55: “Don’t apply it anymore, it doesn’t hurt anymore. I want to sleep.”

Chapter 55: Don’t apply it anymore, it doesn’t hurt anymore. I want to sleep.

He reacted to what he meant by “fierce.”

A muffled laugh came from Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district’s chest. He reached out and touched Song Huaixi’s head, then lowered his head to kiss the top of his hair.

He pinched Song Huaixi’s earlobe in his hand and played with it, his voice full of teasing.

He deliberately teased him, “Fierce? Wasn’t it Huaixi who was clinging to me all the time? It’s Huaixi’s fault.”

In the past three days, because of the effects of the Qi Meng San, Song Huaixi had lost control more than once. Each time it was as intense as the first.

“Ahhh!!”

Remembering the past few days, Song Huaixi felt ashamed and hurriedly scrambled up from Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district’s chest, reaching out to cover his mouth, “Don’t say it! Don’t say it!”

“Hahaha.”

Seeing his face flushed red, his expression anxious, flustered, and also shy, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

His laughter made Song Huaixi even more embarrassed, and he reached out to block his mouth, “Don’t laugh…”

“Okay, I won’t laugh.” Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district saw that he was genuinely shy and thought that if he continued to tease him, the other person might get angry.

He took hold of the hand covering his mouth and pulled it to his lips, gently nibbling on it. His pale eyes were fixed on Song Huaixi’s face, which had not yet lost its blush.

A moist, tingling sensation spread from his palm, and Song Huaixi only felt his body heating up again. He shrank back, wanting to pull his hand back.

Seeing through his intention, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district released his hand and leaned close to his ear, saying, “These past few nights, has Huaixi been uncomfortable?”

His cheeks were flushed red, and Song Huaixi leaned against his chest and said very honestly, “Very comfortable.”

Satisfied with his honesty, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district raised his chin, “Good, I’ll apply the medicine for you tonight.”

“Mm.”

His round eyes twinkled as he looked at Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district, his eyes filled with love. Song Huaixi couldn’t help but kiss his lips.

Zhang Wenwen placed the meals down and just as she rounded the screen, intending to call them to eat, “Your Highness…”

Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Wenwen saw Song Huaixi’s bold actions. She immediately silenced herself and wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

Song Huaixi was sitting in Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district’s lap, holding onto his shoulders. He was pouting his lips, just about to touch Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district’s cool lips.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhang Wenwen standing by the screen and was startled. His body hurriedly backed away.

Unexpectedly, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district domineeringly wrapped his arm around his waist and chased after him, deeply kissing his lips.

“Mmm…”

Realizing that she had disturbed them, Zhang Wenwen hurriedly retreated, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes blossoming with laughter.

After a long while, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district finally carried Song Huaixi out and sat him at the table to eat.

Song Huaixi was sitting on his lap, squirming uncomfortably, wanting to get down, “I’ll sit by myself.”

Having come to his senses, Song Huaixi was gradually beginning to understand some things.

Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district looked at him with a smile and asked, “Do you really want to sit by yourself?”

“Mm-hmm!” Song Huaixi nodded hurriedly.

Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district didn’t say much and followed Song Huaixi’s wishes, placing him on the stool beside him.

As soon as Song Huaixi touched the cold, hard stool, he covered his butt and jumped up, “Ah!”

So painful!

Seeing his reaction, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district had a smile on his lips, as if he had known this would happen. He picked up the porridge on the table and used a spoon to scoop it up and blow on it.

Seeing him like this, Song Huaixi pouted. He walked back to him, raised his hands and crawled into his lap, sitting still.

“Not sitting by yourself anymore?” The corners of Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district’s mouth widened, looking at him amusedly.

“You’re bad! Deliberate!” Song Huaixi accused him angrily.

“How do you say that?” Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district raised his eyebrows, “Your husband asked you just now.”

Temporarily choked, Song Huaixi’s mind couldn’t turn quickly enough to refute him immediately. But he could feel that Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district was deliberately teasing him.

He pursed his lips, feeling a little annoyed.

“Alright, alright. Your husband was wrong.” Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district fed the cooled porridge to his lips, “Bird’s nest with Jade Rice porridge, nourishing and good for the body, it will be fishy when it gets cold.”

Being coaxed with kind words, Song Huaixi felt comfortable in his heart. He was also hungry, so he opened his mouth and took a bite from his hand.

The bird’s nest was delicate and smooth as it went down his throat, slightly chewy. The rice grains were soft and Song Huaixi’s empty stomach was comforted. He took several mouthfuls in a row, putting a bowl of bird’s nest with Jade Rice porridge into his stomach.

He licked his lips and praised, “Delicious.”

Seeing that he liked it, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district wiped his mouth, “If you like it, I’ll have the kitchen make another bowl.”

“No need.” Song Huaixi looked at the other exquisite pastries on the table and said, “I want to eat something else.”

Looking at some of the pastries on the table, Song Huaixi picked up a light yellow pastry and looked at it, “What is this?”

Following his hand, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district’s gaze stopped on that light yellow pastry. A touch of emotion appeared in his pale eyes.

“This is Water Chestnut Cake. It’s not a fancy pastry. It’s very ordinary.”

A childish face appeared in his mind, in a dilapidated palace two young boys squatted in a corner sharing a stolen palm-sized light yellow pastry.

That was the most delicious pastry that Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district had ever eaten, and later, no matter how good the chef, they couldn’t make the taste of that time.

The taste of Water Chestnut Cake disappeared.

The childish face in his mind also gradually became pale and stiff, covered with corpse spots. That face also gradually dissipated in his memory.

“Really? It smells fragrant.” Song Huaixi took a bite and said, “Do you like to eat it?”

“Why do you ask?” Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district held him, a little surprised that he would ask that.

“Because you don’t eat pastries, but you will eat this yellow Water Chestnut Cake.” Song Huaixi said while chewing on the Water Chestnut Cake.

He didn’t like to eat it, because he felt that this Water Chestnut Cake didn’t look very tasty. But as long as Water Chestnut Cake appeared, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district would eat it every time.

He had never seen Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district eat other pastries, only Water Chestnut Cake.

Touching Song Huaixi’s cheek, a warm current flowed through Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district’s heart. He didn’t expect Song Huaixi to notice even such a small thing.

Without saying much about his past, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district said faintly, “Mm, I like it.”

Actually, it wasn’t a matter of liking it or not, but just using this pastry to reminisce about an old friend.

Song Huaixi, however, secretly remembered his words in his heart.

Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district likes to eat Water Chestnut Cake.

After using the meal, the two sat on the soft couch and read a book for a while.

Teaching Song Huaixi to recognize some characters, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district decided not to let Song Huaixi go to Yi Cai Academy anymore. Instead, he would invite a teacher to the Ning Wang Mansion.

Before long, Song Huaixi became sleepy, and Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district carried him to the couch.

Song Huaixi nestled in bed, watching Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district come over with a porcelain bottle.

Taking off his outer robe and getting into bed, Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district untied his belt, “Good boy, I’ll put some medicine on for you. It might hurt a little. Bear with it.”

Song Huaixi didn’t take it to heart, thinking it would be the same as last time, and obediently lay in bed, so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep.

Suddenly, a strange sensation came. Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district dug out some ointment and applied it to a strange place.

Song Huaixi’s eyes widened and his face immediately flushed.

The candlelight in the room was bright, and Prince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district applied the medicine with a focused expression.

Realizing what kind of scene this was, Song Huaixi hurriedly struggled.

“Don’t apply it anymore, it doesn’t hurt anymore. I want to sleep!”