Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
She tugged at Chu Jinling’s sleeve and prepared to escape.
However, Su Yingxue quickly broke free from Chu Yihan’s embrace and smiled, saying, “You came at the right time. Such a big sheep. Your Highness, I couldn’t finish it. Come and eat together!”
“Sure, sure!” Lin Sisi also smelled the fragrance of the roasted mutton, and her eyes instantly lit up.
“It’s better not,” Chu Jinling pulled her back and smiled apologetically. “Imperial uncle, we will visit you another day.”
He was about to escape with Lin Sisi, but Su Yingxue jumped down to stop them. “Since you are here, there’s no reason to leave on an empty stomach! Otherwise… If word gets out, they will say that your Ninth Imperial Uncle is stingy!”
Lin Sisi didn’t dare to ruin Chu Yihan’s plan. She waved her hand awkwardly. “Forget it! Dr. Su, I’ll leave this beautiful scenery and delicious food for you to enjoy!”
She and Chu Jinling probably wouldn’t be able to enjoy it.
Especially the handsome Chu Yihan.
“No! We’ll share blessings and difficulties!” Su Yingxue blocked the two of them.
If they left, how awkward would it be for her and Chu Yihan to eat alone?
The scene of her eating his finger was still fresh in her mind… Oh no, she was recalling it.
Lin Sisi and Chu Jinling locked eyes as if saying, “Look at the trouble you’ve brought upon us!”
Chu Jinling’s mind spun rapidly as he held Lin Sisi’s hand. His smile was exceptionally bright. “Since Imperial Aunt has said so, then I won’t stand on ceremony.”
He turned around and looked at Chu Yihan with a smile as radiant as a flower, saying, “Imperial uncle, Sisi and 1 will just have a meal here, you don’t mind, right?”
As he spoke, he observed. Indeed, the use of “Imperial Aunt” had significantly softened Chu Yihan’s expression.
“Yes.” Chu Yihan nodded in agreement.
Chu Jinling patted his chest. Su Yingxue’s face was flushed, but he couldn’t care less.
After all, it was a choice between two evils. He was more afraid of offending his imperial uncle than being blacklisted by Su Yingxue, who was also his business partner.
A roasted whole lamb filled the stomachs of Su Yingxue, Chu Jinling, and Lin Sisi.
To aid digestion, the chef even heated fresh goat’s milk and added hawthorn to it, ensuring that it wouldn’t cause any discomfort in their stomachs.
After Su Yingxue finished her drink, a satisfied smile graced her face.
Her smile was as brilliant as a galaxy, and even though Chu Yihan had only had a glass of wine, he appeared to be intoxicated.
He leaned in and kissed Su Yingxue passionately.
Su Yingxue awkwardly resisted, saying, “Oh, Your Highness, the Ninth Prince, and the others are still around!”
“They’re not here,” Chu Yihan replied. He continued to kiss her fervently.
Su Yingxue, out of the corner of her eye, noticed that there were only the two of them left in the entire pavilion. There was no sign of the other two.
Chu Jinling had already whisked Lin Sisi away.
Lin Sisi, holding her stomach, urged, “Slow down! We just ate. Xiao Jiu, take it easy!”
Chu Jinling had previously stolen Chu Yihan’s wine and felt invigorated. When Lin Sisi couldn’t keep up, he turned around, lifted her onto his shoulder, and rushed away.
As he ran, he exclaimed, “Burp… can’t be slow! My imperial uncle will kill people! Whoever dares to disrupt his plans will face death!”
Chu Jinling stopped in an empty alley and suddenly heard a strange sound behind him. He turned around while still carrying Lin Sisi and mumbled, “Strange, there’s no one here.. Where did that sound come from?”