“Crown Prince, why are you so stubborn?” The Grand princess gritted her teeth and hating iron for not becoming steel1, “Even if you don’t think about yourself, you should think about the Hua family.
It is not easy to pass down the family business of hundreds of years.
It all depends on ancestral spirits to bless us all, but now there are fewer and fewer younger generations with that kind of ability.
The other day the third house gave birth to a child.
It was only an ordinary baby girl …… Only you are left, everyone’s hopes are pinned on you.” 

Shi Ye calmly looked at the Grand princess’ slightly impatient face, as if he was part of the audience watching a clown jumping on the beam and he said, “You are an ordinary person, I am also an ordinary person, and none of us are immortals.”

“No.” The eldest princess shook her head solemnly, “You are not ordinary, you are the crown prince, you are the heir and the most important member of our Hua family.”

Shi Ye pushed the teacup in his hand and leaned back on the wheelchair.
With a smile that didn’t look like a smile, he said: “Even so, what does it have to do with your Hua family? Auntie, don’t forget, my surname is Shi, not Hua.
Only your husband and your son’s surname is Hua and the family business that has been passed down from the Hua family for hundreds of years is also all owned by your son.”

The Grand princess said: “But your mother’s surname is Hua and Queen Hua’s surname is also Hua…”

Before her words fell, the teacup that was pushed away by Shi Ye just now suddenly rose into the air and flew towards the eldest princess at an astonishing speed.

The guards brought by the Grand princess were all outside the private room.
Before she could react, she watched as the teacup exploded in front of her, splashing the teacup fragments and warm tea everywhere and splashing onto the Grand Princess’ clothes and hands.

The teacup fragment cut through the back of the Grand princess’s hand and instantly scarlet blood spilled out

Wen Chi was frightened by this sudden turn of events, his face paled as he held the pastry with both hands, motionless like a log.

Obviously, the Grand princess was not much less frightened than Wen Chi.
She did not expect Shi Ye to make a sudden attack.
She was confused for a moment, then the pain on the back of her hand made her eyes red, even the red lips were trembling slightly but she held back from making a sound, instead she took out a handkerchief and carefully bandaged the wound on the back of her hand.

When she looked up at Shi Ye, she saw that there was a very obvious killing intent in his eyes and the terrifying aura emanating from him made the atmosphere in the entire private room become oppressive.

The Grand princess hesitated, lowered her head and apologized with great trepidation: “Crown Prince, aunt just accidentally said something wrong, please don’t take it to heart.
Aunt didn’t mean anything else.”

Shi Ye said, “Get lost.”

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The Grand princess trembled like autumn leaves, she didn’t dare to delay and got up and left.

When she was about to reach the door, she remembered something and after hesitating for a moment, she forced herself to turn around, trying to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying and said warmly, “By the way, Crown Prince, it will be Aunt’s birthday in a few days and Aunt has set up a banquet and has ordered someone to send you an invitation.
So drop by if you can.”

Shi Ye stared at her coldly.

The Grand princess was staring at Shi Ye so intently, her heart was beating wildly.
Sweat wet the clothes behind her back but she had to bite the bullet and continue: “Your uncle will come too.
You haven’t seen your uncle for a long time and he misses you so much.”

After that, the Grand princess didn’t have the courage to stay any longer and she slipped away without a trace.

For a while, only Shi Ye and Wen Chi were left in the private room.

Wen Chi was afraid that Shi Ye’s anger would spread to him, so he buried his head inside his collar and he did not dare to move other than to eat.

However, Shi Ye’s eyes still fell on him and he returned to his previous calm look.
The killing intent that lingered in his eyes just now disappeared and he watched Wen Chi eat with great interest.

Wen Chi: “…”

The poor, weak and helpless can still eat you know.

Shi Ye asked, “Is it delicious?”

Wen Chi nodded like a chicken pecking rice: “Delicious.”

Shi Ye said, “Zhu Xian.”

As soon as the words fell, Eunuch Zhu, who was guarding outside the door, rushed into the private room with lightning speed, followed by the restaurant owner and a few shop assistants who were also trembling.

Shi Ye didn’t seem to have any appetite, so he only let the restaurant owner wait on Wen Chi to order food.

Wen Chi had eaten so many pastries just now that he was already seven to eight parts full.
Moreover, under such circumstances, he was not in the mood to eat any more but when Shi Ye asked him to order food, he had to order it.
So he ordered a few sweet and sour dishes that Shi Ye would like.

Unfortunately, in the end, these dishes still ended up in his mouth.

Unknowingly, the sky outside was getting darker and the street outside the window was also lit up.

After Wen Chi came to this world, he stayed either in the house or in the palace.
The number of times he came out to play can be counted on one hand, not to mention coming out at night.

He opened his eyes wide at the scene outside the window, feeling nothing but novelty.

He didn’t know what special day it was today.
It was very lively outside, with carriages and horses shimmering, pedestrians flowing and the streets were lined with tea houses, pubs and various stores.
He could even hear the hawkers yelling one after another.

Eunuch Zhu noticed Wen Chi’s gaze, turned his head to look out the window and said with a smile, “I almost forgot, today is the Dragon Boat Festival.”




[wish iron could turn into steel at once;(fig) set a high demand on somebody in the hope that he will improve] a metaphor for holding a lot of hope for someone and hating him for not growing

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