Chongfei Manual [I]

Chapter 14

Oh... Wei Luo felt a little discouraged.

He exposed the tooth marks, was it to deliberately let her see?

His present visit, could it be he'd come to settle the account with her?

Neither seemed impossible, after all, she had bitten him so heavily last time. His bodyguard had almost caught her to bring her back, and had added that they wanted to pull out her teeth. If she hadn't cried, it was very possible that she wouldn't have any incisors right now. If the rumors weren't false, in accordance with Prince Jing's vindictive character, it was highly unlikely that he would let her off.

Lying within Wei Kun's arms, Wei Luo was contemplating. She didn't want to lose her life right after being reborn, nor did she want to provoke this kind of great person. In the end, she wasn't a genuine six year old child. She had many thoughts whirling around in her head, and was much warier than others. Prince Jing's status was respectable. Since she had already offended him, there was no point regretting it belatedly. Apologizing to him now, he wouldn't necessarily accept it. It would be better to seize the opportunity and do a preventive strike, then maybe she could even find a way out. She lifted up her head from Wei Kun's embrace, her bright and sparkling big eyes looking at Zhao Jie, blinking with a naïve appearance: "Thank you, big brother Prince Jing."

Logically speaking, Zhao Jie was a prince, other people were afraid of not being careful enough around him. Since Ah Luo had called him Prince Jing, she shouldn't have added 'big brother'. Calling him 'big brother' implied a rather close relation. However, her small milky voice was naturally sweet and soft. Coupled with her age, it wouldn't make people think too deeply about it, only that her 'big brother' sounded really sweet and pleasant to hear.

Zhao Jie looked away, and subtly bent his lips.

He clearly remembered her rampant and domineering little manner from that day. Leaving aside the fact that she had bitten him, she had sat in her carriage afterwards, saying he wasn't tasty. Not tasty? What did she take him for, the eight treasure duck or roasted chicken sold on the streets of Sheng? Her little manner could really make people feel resentful, so different from her current docile and sensible appearance.

Being in front of her elders, she immediately turned honest?

Zhao Jie didn't speak, neither accepting her gratitude, nor expressing an opinion. He controlled his expression, as he thoughtfully toyed with the ivory folding fan at his waist.

Duke Ying, seeing that the tea cup in his hand was empty, asked for a maidservant to fill up a cup, and let Wei Luo personally carry it over, "These are this year's spring new Emei snow buds (probably type of tea), compared to other tea, the flavor is several times more fragrant and distinct. There's still half a catty left in the residence, if Prince likes it, you are welcome to take it all."

Zhao Jie didn't refuse, glancing at Wei Luo, "This Prince won't be polite then."

After the maidservant poured the good tea, the cup with an inked lid was placed in front of Ah Luo. Ah Luo climbed down from Wei Kun's body, and took the tea. She carefully walked towards Zhao Jie, and raised her arms, saying shyly: "Big brother, have some tea."

Her voice was pleasant, bringing out the youthful purity characteristic to young children. In addition, she dragged out the final sounds of her words, making them sound soft and smooth, so sweet it could give someone a toothache.

The little girl lifted her white and tender small face, her pair of almond eyes especially bright, with long and curling thick eyelashes. She exceedingly resembled the porcelain dolls from the Western Regions' tribute, Zhao Jie had to acknowledge this little girl was pretty. He wasn't in a hurry to receive the tea, leaning on the ironwood chair's cloud-patterned armrest as he watched her wordlessly.