Meng Tingxu had all her teeth thrown away by Qin He as she grew up.
"You've done it so many times, it won't hurt to do it once more." Meng Tingxu hummed and hawed as she begged him, "Throw it away, throw it away..."
Qin He's expression was one of disgust, yet he still picked up the handkerchief in Meng Tingxu's hand.
He lifted his wrist, glanced at the time, furrowed his brows, and said, "Alright, we can go back now."
"Oh..." Meng Tingxu blinked and looked at him, "Qin He, have you... have you been annoyed with me lately?"
Qin He scoffed with a sharp curve to his thin lips, "How dare I? You are the princess, after all!"
The princess arrived at Zhuyan Garden happy and content, sat next to Xin Tian, and picked up a big chicken drumstick.
"The doctor said you shouldn't eat anything too greasy today."
Qin He knocked the chopsticks from Meng Tingxu's hand and instructed the butler standing by, "Bring over the porridge prepared earlier."
