The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 1653 -1646: No One Can Insult Princess Xi

The little girl, Song Huaining, struggled to squeeze herself out. She was only three and a half, and only half of her head managed to poke out of the window as she spoke in her soft, childish voice, “Auntie… Auntie, hello! Auntie, quickly call Brother Chenyang to help pull me out!”

Her little legs were stuck in the carriage, unable to stretch straight.

“Is Little Ning a radish? You want me to pull you out?” Su Chenyang chuckled softly.

“Ah! Brother Chenyang! Brother, just give me a pull, and I’ll be out!”

Song Huaining stretched out a chubby little hand, waving it back and forth nonstop.

Su Chenyang stepped up to the side of the carriage, took hold of her chubby little hand, and lightly pulled her. Song Huaining immediately stood upright, pulling out a pen case with her other hand:

“Wow! Pulling out a little radish brings out a pen! It’s for Brother Chenyang—study hard and write well, okay?”

Song Huaining’s face was the very picture of good fortune: round, plump, and rosy. Her bright, sparkling eyes reminded one of a delicate and beautiful illustration of a festive New Year child, making people unable to resist wanting to pinch her cheeks.

Su Chenyang always loved pinching them. Squeezing her face felt even softer than touching a bundle of cotton. “Thank you, Little Radish Ning!”

He handed the pen case to the maid standing behind him and asked her to put it away in his study.

The maid turned around, passing by Chu Xi as she went.

This pen, along with the scene of Song Huaining gifting it to Su Chenyang, naturally fell into Chu Xi’s sight.

Chu Xi’s eyes lowered slightly, and a hint of reluctance surfaced in her heart. She suddenly didn’t feel like going anymore.

She turned to head back, but Su Chenyang quickly ran in front of her. “Princess, the carriage is ready. Did you forget something?”

“I don’t want to go anymore,” Chu Xi murmured, her lips pressed together, an evident heaviness of sorrow lingering between her brows.

Su Chenyang was baffled. “Why? Did something upset you?”

“No.” Chu Xi shook her head and stepped back toward the Marquis’s Manor.

“Princess! Don’t go, come with us and have some fun!”

Su Chenyang tried to stop her but could only catch up to her, placing his hands on her shoulders to halt her steps.

Boys grew quickly. He was already a full head taller than Chu Xi, and she had to lift her face to look up at him.

She tilted her delicate face upward, her finely sculpted features revealing an air of cold elegance and nobility. She looked like an untouchable fairy—so ethereal, so unattainable.

Involuntarily, Su Chenyang withdrew his hand.

She was a little fairy; he didn’t deserve to touch her.

As soon as he let go, Chu Xi was reminded of how naturally he held Song Huaining’s hand and pinched her face earlier.

They were so close, and his movements toward her were so effortless.

But when he touched her, it was just once, and he pulled away.

He didn’t dare to touch her. He didn’t like her.

A deeper sorrow settled in Chu Xi’s heart. She firmly refused to go, and Su Chenyang decided he would accompany her back to the manor. But just then, a carriage pulled up at the Marquis’s Manor’s gates, and Left Grand Tutor Zuo’s wife, Madam Jiang, lifted the curtain to greet Su Han and Wu Jinyan.

Her gaze landed on Chu Xi, her tone both disdainful and mocking as she sneered, “Oh my, the little wild child is here too! Madam Su, you certainly don’t mind ruining your reputation, do you?”

“Madam Jiang, please watch your words!” Wu Jinyan, holding Su Baojun in her arms, immediately warned in a cold voice.

“Watch my words? What is there to watch! An orphan with no father or mother, still occupying the princess’s title—doesn’t she know what she is?” Madam Jiang let the curtain drop and directed the carriage driver to continue moving.

Su Chenyang noticed Chu Xi’s face turn deathly pale in an instant. He hurried to comfort her. “Princess, why don’t we go up the pavilion to enjoy the view instead? Let Mother and Auntie go play by themselves.”

“No, I want to go!”

Chu Xi turned sharply and walked toward the Marquis’s Manor’s carriage.

There was a natural coolness to her demeanor, making everyone present instinctively show her respect. The coachman quickly lowered the footstool for her. She lifted her skirt gracefully, stepping up with steady poise. Even as she bent down to enter the carriage, her every move was imbued with an air of utmost dignity and elegance.

This sight filled Su Chenyang with admiration.

He quickly helped support Wu Jinyan into the carriage.

Whenever Wu Jinyan went out, there were always two carriages prepared. Chu Xi, as a princess, naturally used a three-horse-drawn carriage, while the rest of the family took two-horse carriages.

Wu Jinyan noticed Su Chenyang’s intent gaze toward Chu Xi and advised him, “The princess is upset—don’t go bothering her for now. I packed some pastries; you can bring them to her later when we arrive.”

Su Chenyang found her reasoning sound. “Thank you, Mother!”

Wu Jinyan smiled and patted his head affectionately.

Just as the carriages were about to depart, a little “radish head” climbed into their carriage.

Song Huaining’s plump little body squirmed into the seat beside Su Chenyang. Smiling, she revealed her tiny white teeth. “Brother Chenyang, I want to ride with you!”

“Alright, Little Radish Ning!”

Su Chenyang hugged her and couldn’t resist pinching her chubby cheeks again.

Peach Garden was an exceptionally luxurious villa, part of the Xiao family’s property. When Xiao Yu married Su Miaoyan, he became royalty by association and built Peach Garden as a sophisticated retreat. During peach blossom season, it was specifically used to host the noble families of Jiang Du City for leisure and amusement.

The Xiao family was both wealthy and cultured. Xiao Yu himself was a man of great talent—he personally designed Peach Garden, dividing it into five main sections, with three dedicated to scenic enjoyment: Peach Hill, Peach Bliss, and Peach Little Wonderland.

Peach Hill, a vast expanse of blooming peach blossoms stretched across the rolling hills, cultivated by numerous skilled gardeners, was the premier site for viewing flowers in Jiang Du City.

Peach Bliss housed a dining pavilion, a place for guests to rest, drink tea, chat, and dine.

Peach Little Wonderland, as its name suggested, was designed for children.

The Little Wonderland featured specially cultivated peach trees and countless novel playthings for children, including swing sets and slides. These were all designed by Chu Jinling.

Traveling widely over the past couple of years, Chu Jinling had seen many innovative ideas and created a venue full of attractions for children to play in.

When Wu Jinyan and Su Han arrived, they first instructed the servants to place their belongings in the wing of Qin’an Residence, then planned to take the children to enjoy the scenery or play in Peach Little Wonderland.

But Su Han’s little Huaining was not one to wait. She jumped off the carriage and dragged Su Chenyang along. “Brother Chenyang, hurry! If we’re late, we’ll miss the slide race—I’ve been wanting to play for so long!”

Su Chenyang stopped her. “Wait, Princess Xi hasn’t arrived yet!”

“Princess Xi… Princess Xi is so slow! Can’t you tell her to hurry up?” Song Huaining stomped her little feet impatiently.

“Little Ning, you mustn’t be disrespectful to Princess Xi. I’ll take you first!”

Song Qianlin, being the more understanding sibling, wouldn’t let Song Huaining pester Su Chenyang further. He took her hand and rushed toward Peach Little Wonderland together.

Su Chenyang stayed behind to wait for Chu Xi, who was the last to emerge, her figure appearing somewhat solitary.

As soon as Chu Xi stepped out, she felt a tinge of regret.

She didn’t like crowds, and today being a leisure day, Peach Garden was far busier than usual. She felt out of place and uncomfortable in such an environment.

“Princess Xi, it’s alright. I’ll accompany you to Peach Hill to see the flowers,” Su Chenyang suggested, knowing she likely wouldn’t want to play in the Little Wonderland but might enjoy the flowers blooming on the hill.

“Hah, this little wild child dares to come here too!”

Just as Chu Xi was about to agree with Su Chenyang, a piercing voice of ridicule cut through the air.