He Xue felt the Crown Prince's warm breath on her face, and she instantly blushed.
"Why isn't He Xue saying anything? Are you shy?" the Crown Prince asked deliberately, looking at He Xue's blushing face.
"Your Highness has always been lusting after He Xue's beauty!" the Crown Prince continued, speaking to He Xue.
"Ah, no, I can't take it anymore, the Crown Prince is too good at flirting!" He Xue shouted in her heart.
He Xue's cheeks were flushed, and she lowered her head shyly. The Crown Prince's gaze was too intense, and she didn't dare to look up at him.
"He Xue, lift your head!" the Crown Prince coaxed He Xue softly.
"No!" He Xue whispered.
"Get up, Your Highness, I won't say anything more! I didn't expect Xue to be so shy!" the Crown Prince said in a deep voice.
He Xue raised her head, her cheeks flushed, even her ears were tinged with red, and she looked at the Crown Prince with shy eyes.
The prince suppressed the flutter in his heart and gently kissed Xue's forehead. "Don't look at me like that, or I won't be able to resist."
"Your Highness, your heart is beating so fast!" He Xue gently placed her hand on the prince's heart, feeling his strong heartbeat.
The prince felt as if Xue's hand was igniting a fire. The impulse he had managed to suppress was now irrepressible because of Xue's teasing.
"He Xue, did you do this on purpose?" The Crown Prince placed his hand on He Xue's waist, looking at her with a half-smile.
"No way!" He Xue blinked her innocent eyes at the Crown Prince.
"Don't test my patience! My self-control has already crumbled in front of you!" The Crown Prince held down He Xue's mischievous hands. If He Xue continued to grope him, he probably really wouldn't be able to stand it.
He Xue turned her head away, not looking at the Crown Prince, but seeing the writing on the Crown Prince's desk, she exclaimed, "Crown Prince's handwriting is so beautiful!"
The strokes were powerful and flowing! Xue thought of her own handwriting, and compared it to the Crown Prince's—it was simply unbearable to look at!
"Has He Xue continued practicing calligraphy all these years?" the Crown Prince asked.
"I've practiced, but I can't compare to my elder brother, the Crown Prince!"
"Your Highness will teach you!" With that, the Crown Prince took He Xue's hand and led her to the desk. He handed her the pen, then stood behind her, wrapped one arm around her, held her hand holding the pen, and rested his head on her shoulder.
“Let’s begin!” the prince said.
"How do you write this, Crown Prince?" He Xue felt that the Crown Prince wasn't teaching her to write characters at all, but had ulterior motives.
"Concentrate! Writing requires a calm mind!" the Crown Prince said, suppressing a laugh. "This is called 'a beautiful woman adding fragrance to one's sleeves'!"
He Xue pouted, "Crown Prince, what are you writing?"
"Write whatever you want!"
He Xue thought for a moment, "The exquisite dice are inlaid with red beans, do you know how deeply I long for you!"
"Alright, write this sentence!" The Crown Prince grasped He Xue's hand and began to write, stroke by stroke.
After finishing writing, He Xue looked at the words in front of her and was very satisfied.
"From now on, come to Yuqing Palace every day to practice calligraphy!" the Crown Prince said.
"I'm afraid that won't work, Your Highness. I can't stay in the palace forever!" He Xue didn't want to practice calligraphy every day.
"Then we can practice after we get married!" the crown prince said, refusing to give up.
"Brother Crown Prince, I can practice by myself!"
"Do you think this will work?" the prince countered. "Keep practicing!"
He Xue continued writing with a pained expression.
Just then there was a knock on the door, and He Xue immediately felt that the knock was heavenly music.
The Crown Prince looked at He Xue and gently flicked her nose. "Continue practicing in a bit!"
"Come in!" the crown prince called out to the door.
A young eunuch entered carrying a bowl of ginseng soup, bowing his head and saying, "Your Highness, the ginseng soup is ready!"
"Just put it there!"
After placing it down, the young eunuch lowered his head and walked out.
"Brother Crown Prince, let me serve you the soup!" He Xue said immediately.
He Xue ladled out the soup and prepared to serve it to the Crown Prince, who had already come to her. "Be careful, it's hot!" the Crown Prince said, taking the bowl from her.
After the soup cooled down, the Crown Prince handed it to He Xue, saying, "Have some too!"
Seeing this, He Xue didn't refuse. She picked up the bowl and took a sip. It tasted pretty good. Just as she was about to continue drinking, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.
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