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

Chapter 1655: Chapter 1648: What a Beautiful Princess

Zuo Fenglin was dressed in a gray robe, wearing deerskin boots, with his hands on his hips, bossing around the chubby little girl in front of him.

Song Huaining was no pushover either. She stood with her hands on her hips, her soft, childlike voice firm and commanding. "No way! I already kowtowed when I lost earlier, but when I raced against your sister, you cheated! You ran three laps for her! Why should I kowtow again? I refuse!"

Song Huaining could handle losing fair and square, but she absolutely would not stand for such blatant cheating!

Her forehead already had a red mark from the earlier kowtowing after losing a round.

But this time, she wasn’t about to kowtow again!

She didn’t lose!

"You clearly lost and just won’t admit it. Brother, I want her to kowtow to me too!"

The little girl in the blue dress standing beside Zuo Fenglin whined petulantly.

Zuo Fenglin patted her shoulder arrogantly. "Don’t worry—if she dares not kowtow, I’ll pin her down myself and make her kneel before you!"

"In your dreams!" Song Huaining, pampered and spoiled at home, was no less spirited than Zuo Jiaojiao!

Seeing that Song Huaining refused to kowtow, Zuo Jiaojiao pouted and insisted that Zuo Fenglin pin her down to kneel in front of them.

Zuo Fenglin stepped forward to grab Song Huaining. Unable to overpower him, Song Huaining opened her mouth and bit his wrist, clamping down like she was gnawing on a pig’s knuckle, refusing to let go.

"Song Huaining, you damn mutt! Let go of me!"

Zuo Fenglin didn’t think much of it at first, but when the pain set in, he realized that this wild little girl’s bite was truly excruciating!

"Let go! Let go! Let go!"

Zuo Fenglin slapped Song Huaining on the head three times, hard.

Song Huaining was stubborn. Even as tears streamed down her face from the blows, she refused to let go, instead biting down harder, tearing the skin on Zuo Fenglin’s wrist and leaving a bloodied mark.

Zuo Fenglin wailed in pain. "Ahhh—!"

Zuo Jiaojiao, alarmed, picked up a stone from the ground and hurled it at Song Huaining’s head. "Let go of my brother!"

"Stop right there!"

Su Chenyang arrived just in time, leaping over the veranda railing to seize Zuo Jiaojiao’s hand and throw her aside.

Zuo Jiaojiao fell to the ground and began crying indignantly, "It hurts! Brother, it hurts so much!"

Song Qianlin arrived shortly after, taking one look at the bawling Zuo Jiaojiao. Her palm had only a slight red scrape, not even breaking the skin, yet she was wailing like the world had ended.

Song Qianlin snorted coldly before heading straight to Song Huaining’s side.

Song Huaining was still biting Zuo Fenglin’s arm, ignoring everything Song Qianlin said to try to make her let go.

Finally, Su Chenyang walked up to her, gave her a light tap on her head, and said, "Little Radish Ning, let go now. What kind of behavior is biting people like that?"

"Huh? Brother Chenyang!"

Song Huaining quickly released her grip. Her lips were already smeared with blood by this point.

It was clear Zuo Fenglin’s wrist had suffered quite a bit.

Zuo Fenglin cradled his wrist, enraged and ready to lash out. "Song Huaining, you little lunatic! I’ll beat you to death!"

"Dare to try!" Song Qianlin stepped in front of his younger sister, shielding her.

Though he wasn’t as physically imposing as Zuo Fenglin, he would never let someone harm his sister!

"Song Qianlin, get out of my way, or I’ll hit you too!" Zuo Fenglin, a regular at the Peach Garden play group, was often seen as the local ringleader, and his tone was especially aggressive.

"How about you take us all on?" Su Chenyang’s cold gaze locked onto Zuo Fenglin as he spoke.

Zuo Fenglin froze for a moment, his words catching in his throat. "Su Chenyang..."

It wasn’t that he feared Su Chenyang. Both he and Song Qianlin had already begun training in martial arts, though Song Qianlin was leaner and couldn’t win against him in a fight.

But Su Chenyang was different!

Though the two had never sparred on the training grounds, Su Chenyang was a student at the Imperial Academy.

The Imperial Academy—his own cousin hadn’t been able to enroll until the age of fifteen, needing both academic and martial excellence to gain admission.

Su Chenyang had managed to pass the entrance exams at just seven years old, the same age as Zuo Fenglin. In contrast, Zuo Fenglin still seemed insignificant.

Zuo Fenglin, clutching his wrist, toned down his arrogance somewhat. "Su Chenyang, go ask your sister—it was her idea to challenge me! She lost fair and square but refuses to admit it. Is this how the Su family handles defeat?"

"Pah! You’re the ones who cheated! I could have beaten Zuo Jiaojiao, but you jumped in and ran for her. Everyone saw it!" Song Huaining stood next to Su Chenyang, looking like a stubborn little tiger emboldened by its protector, roaring defiantly.

"You’re the liar! My brother didn’t cheat!" Zuo Jiaojiao got back to her feet and reached out, trying to shove Song Huaining.

But Song Huaining, far fiercer, immediately pushed her back forcefully the moment she approached. "Get lost!"

Zuo Jiaojiao, unprepared for Song Huaining’s strength, lost her balance and fell backward, hitting the back of her head on the ground with a resounding thud. She immediately burst into loud sobs. "Waaahhh!"

Zuo Fenglin hurriedly helped his sister up and pointed at Song Huaining angrily. "Speak up! Who here saw me run for my sister? Admit it—you lost!"

Song Huaining pointed to the Minister of Personnel’s child. "You saw it, didn’t you?"

The little boy in the red silk shirt shook his head quickly, "I didn’t see anything!"

Song Huaining pointed at another boy wearing a blue headband. "What about you? You saw it too, right?"

The boy in the headband also shook his head and then moved to stand behind Zuo Fenglin, backing him up. "You’re the one who can’t take losing!"

"You... You’re all cheaters! You’re ganging up to cheat! I’m not a sore loser!" Song Huaining stomped her foot in frustration. "I already kowtowed when I lost to Zuo Fenglin earlier, and now you’re accusing me of cheating! You all..."

Her little face flushed bright red with anger, words failing her entirely.

Zuo Fenglin and his group kept urging her to kowtow, with Zuo Fenglin even shooting Su Chenyang an arrogant look. "Su Chenyang, if you feel sorry for your sister, why don’t you kowtow for her? We wouldn’t mind that!"

"Hahaha! Yeah, Su Chenyang, let’s see you do it!"

"Su Chenyang, kowtow and call me Father!"

"The Su family’s kids are all fools! Hahaha!"

"You’ve gone too far!" Even the usually composed Song Qianlin couldn’t hold back his roar of anger.

"The winner hasn’t been decided. Who’s really supposed to call someone Father?"

Chu Xi’s cold, serene voice cut through the commotion.

Zuo Fenglin’s attention was immediately drawn to her. "Who are you?"

"She’s just a little wild bastard!" Zuo Jiaojiao had seen Chu Xi before. Her grandmother had nearly been harmed by Chu Xi, and her mother had warned her not to provoke her.

But Chu Xi was pretty. Everyone said she was the prettiest girl there was.

Zuo Jiaojiao couldn’t accept it!

Seeing Zuo Fenglin staring at Chu Xi, Zuo Jiaojiao jealously shook his arm. "Brother, what are you looking at her for? Why do you care about some little wild bastard? Just wait until our aunt comes back and teaches her a good lesson!"

"Insulting Princess Xi—you’re the one who should kneel and apologize!" Su Chenyang’s tone turned icy, his presence exuding an undeniable dominance.

Zuo Jiaojiao’s heart quivered in fear, and she started bawling again.

"Su Chenyang, you bullied my sister! Today, you’ll apologize to her, or I won’t hold back!"

Zuo Fenglin gave a signal to the nearby boys, who immediately surrounded Su Chenyang’s group of four.