The sweet and sour orange juice bursts in the mouth, and the mouth is filled with the unique fragrance of orange.

Jiang Qingqing was startled by the sour taste and could not help but blink one eye and shake her body.

"Is it sour?" Xiao Linting frowned slightly.

Looking at the little guy's reaction, he immediately broke off an orange and put it in his mouth. He didn't think the sour taste was a big deal.

Unable to feel her feelings, Xiao Linting's handsome sword-like eyebrows never relaxed.

Jiang Qingqing's pain subsided and she calmed down a little. She rubbed her cheeks.

"Uncle, I may have been a little reckless today, but you don't have to give me a sour orange to provoke me."

Jiang Qingqing's eyes were wet, and coupled with her aggrieved look, she looked extremely pitiful.

Xiao Linting felt embarrassed for a moment, and he glanced at the culprit in his hand.

He was really innocent. He had been thinking that the little girl hadn't eaten anything except meals all day outside, and then he remembered that she had liked eating fruits at her fifth birthday party.

He also asked Nafu to buy some fruits and put them in the carriage in case of emergency.

"In the future... don't choose oranges. The probability of them being sour is high." Xiao Linting put the half-peeled orange back on the table and said.

Jiang Qingqing became anxious when she saw that the boy stopped eating the fruit halfway through.

"How can that be possible! This fruit is grown with great effort, why shouldn't we eat it just because it's sour? Sour is healthier!"

She was about to reach for the remaining oranges on the table, and her little hand was about to touch them, when suddenly a slender hand grasped her wrist, and the warm touch covered her hand.

"Oranges have a strong smell, Your Highness, don't let it get on your hands, it won't dissipate easily."

After saying that, Xiao Linting picked up the orange again, broke off a slice and tasted it.

Jiang Qingqing looked at the orange in his hand, hesitantly wanting to say something, and her eyes couldn't help twitching.

Just as she was about to speak, Xiao Linting confirmed that the orange was not sour, and broke off another slice and put it into her mouth.

She had no choice but to open her mouth and eat the orange.

Jiang Qingqing: “…”

The familiar sour taste came over Jiang Qingqing. She didn't want to appear to be hurt by the taste, but she couldn't help blinking her eyes.

Without having to listen to Jiang Qingqing's inner voice, Xiao Linting could tell that she was being jealous again.

He didn't believe it and broke off another petal to eat.

Just like that, he tried to taste "sour", and made sure it wasn't sour before giving it to Jiang Qingqing. Then Jiang Qingqing couldn't stand the sourness and kept blinking at Xiao Linting.

It was only two rounds before Jiang Qingqing swallowed the last orange in her mouth and witnessed with her own eyes the last slice of orange being stuffed into Xiao Linting's mouth.

[Can anyone remember who this orange was originally given to? Please give me the correct answer. Why did he eat the last orange himself? ! ]

The little guy looked at Xiao Linting with despair and was silent for a long time.

The moment Xiao Linting put the orange into his mouth, he realized something was wrong, but by the time he reacted, the orange had already entered his mouth.

Jiang Qingqing looked at the rare dazed look on the emperor's uncle's face. No matter how helpless she was, she burst out laughing when she saw that he finally showed the emotions that a young man should have.

The slightly chubby little hand covered the little mouth, and the pair of bright and clear eyes were filled with a smirk, almost bending with laughter.

The bright and innocent micro-expression made Xiao Linting's heart soften.

"Maybe you've thought about it, it's just that I can't really tolerate the acidity, and it's not a problem with the orange itself?" The milky voice asked softly with a hint of joy.

She pointed to the orange peel left on the table and said, "This orange is grown in one piece, so whether it's sour or sweet, it's more or less the same. Maybe I'll get used to the sourness after eating a few?"

What the little girl said makes a lot of sense.

Xiao Linting was so focused on taking care of Jiang Qingqing that he didn't react to the problem with the orange.

For a moment, Xiao Linting actually felt a rare sense of inferiority.

Amid the incident of eating oranges, the carriage swayed to Prince Xiao's palace. At the gate of the palace stood three little princes waiting for them.

The carriage only stopped for a short while, waiting for the three young boys to get on board, and then it continued on its way towards the imperial city.

It was getting late, and the time for the palace gates to be locked was approaching, so Xiao Linting sent the four princes and princesses back to the palace. The time for the palace to be locked was also approaching, so he had no choice but to stay in the palace.

So much so that, the next morning, when Jiang Qingqing was sleeping soundly, she heard a familiar and gentle voice to wake her up.

"Your Highness, Prince Xiao is at the door!"

Jiang Qingqing opened her eyes dazedly, and through the translucent screen, she saw a slender silhouette standing at the door.

She turned over in a daze and was about to fall asleep, when suddenly the clear voice of the emperor's uncle was heard from inside the room.

"If Your Highness doesn't get up, you will be late for today's class and will be punished by writing a policy paper."

Damn!

Jiang Qingqing forced herself to sit up, struggling back and forth between tiredness and struggle, until the moment when Jiang Qingqing was dressed and walked out of Huaning Palace.

Xiao Linting was leaning against the palace gate with his arms folded across his chest, when he felt the pink little girl beside him walking out in a hurry.

The boy just glanced at her briefly.

"Your Highness is a quarter of an hour late. Please write a policy paper."

The words spoken in the clear voice made Jiang Qingqing's heart tremble violently.

She was suddenly not in a hurry anymore. She stood there, holding her heart with both hands as if she were holding Xi Shi. Her face was painful and she took a deep breath with a very hurt tone.

"Uncle, your body temperature is 36 degrees, how can you say something like -36 degrees, which makes me feel cold inside!"

Jiang Qingqing lowered her head seemingly sobbing, and looking very aggrieved.

Although Xiao Linting didn't understand whether it was thirty-six degrees or minus thirty-six degrees, she looked pitiful overall.

He looked at the little guy's shoulders carefully. The sobbing frequency was not right.

After confirming that the other party was acting, the boy did not move. He still leaned against the door frame, looking calmly at the little princess in front of him whose emotions seemed to be fluctuating greatly.

He glanced up at the sky.

"It should take half an hour to walk from Huaning Palace to the Imperial College. If Your Highness puts some effort into getting there, you should be able to save at least three more essays."

Jiang Qingqing originally thought that one policy paper was the end, and she was ready to throw in the towel and move on.

How could anyone say such a thing?

Jiang Qingqing restrained her expression, muttered a few words, took a deep breath, clenched the hem of her skirt with her hands, and headed towards the Imperial College, gathering all her strength, as she took a breath!

The short legs quickly took steps! Then the petite body was seen running freely on the palace road.