High Grade Green Tea Transmigrates into a Pitiful Little Girl - Chapter 16

His Highness the Fourth Prince was hit with that sweet and soft “Brother Jingyuan” address, and his brain instantly short-circuited.
　　
No one had ever called him that way from the day he was born. The servants all addressed him as His Royal Highness. The elders called him Yuan’er or his formal name. And the other princesses called him Fourth Royal Brother.
　　
Today he finally found out that he could also be called that way! It sounded very intimate and enjoyable to hear!
　　
Lin Feilu took the jianzi he picked up, and sweetly asked, “Brother Jingyuan, why are you here?”
　　
Lin Jingyuan took out a wilted begonia flower from his chest. He had been very confident when he came there, but he became a little embarrassed now that he was in front of his Fifth Royal Sister. He scratched his head and said, “This is the twin-petaled begonia flower you gave me. I had the palace maids take good care of it the past few days, but it still wilted.”
　　
Lin Feilu blinked and stretched out a finger. She poked the petals lightly as if she was thinking for a while, then raised her head and smiled at him. “Don’t worry; I have a way” She stretched out her hand and pulled his finger, “Follow me.”
　　
Lin Jingyuan glanced at the little hands holding him and coughed dryly to cover his embarrassment. He changed the subject and looked at Lin Zhanyuan, who had been standing beside him stupidly. “Who is he?”
　　
Lin Feilu’s steps paused, and she slowly retracted the hand holding him.
　　
She looked a bit apprehensive, her head bowing down slightly as she answered in a small voice, “He’s my big brother; his name is Lin Zhanyuan.”
　　
Lin Jingyuan blurted out without thinking. “The idiot?”
　　
He regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth. When he looked at Lin Feilu again, she had a wounded look on her face. She bowed her head down even lower, and even the two small twintails on her head seemed to wilt. Her voice was dull, almost like crying when she said, “My brother is not an idiot; he is just sick.”
　　
Lin Jingyuan’s heart felt deeply regretful.
　　
After saying that, Lin Feilu raised her head carefully and looked at his expression. She stretched out two soft fingers to grab the corner of his clothes and shook it gently. Very quietly, she asked “Brother Jingyuan, do you hate my brother like the others too?”
　　
Lin Jingyuan immediately stated his position loudly. “Of course not! He is your big brother, so naturally, he’s also my Royal Brother… How old is he?”
　　
Lin Feilu’s smile returned to her face. “My big brother is seven years old this year.”
　　
Lin Jingyuan proudly lifted his chin. “I am one year older than him, so I am his big brother. He is my Sixth Brother; how can I hate him?”
　　
Lin Feilu’s eyes lit up. With her hand still holding the corner of his clothes, she said in a soft sweet voice, “Brother Jingyuan is so kind. You’re the kindest person I have ever met!”
　　
Lin Jingyuan felt as if he could float to the sky.
　　
As the three of them walked towards the side palace, the little eunuch who followed Lin Jingyuan there had a complicated expression on his face. “Fourth Royal Highness…”
　　
Lin Jingyuan turned around and glared at him. “You’re not allowed to follow inside!”
　　
Within the side palace’s courtyard, Xiao Lan and Yun You was still busy doing needlework. When her daughter suddenly walked inside hand in hand with the Fourth Prince, everyone in the courtyard was frightened. Lin Feilu said in a crisp voice, “Mother Consort, Fourth Royal Brother came here to play with me.”
　　
Lin Jingyuan waved his small hand, “Go on with your business, no need to wait on me.”
　　
They looked at each other, and finally sat back and watched as the three children ran into the house.
　　
As soon as they entered the house, Lin Jingyuan asked unhappily, “Why didn’t you call me like before?”
　　
Lin Feilu smiled, tiptoed to get close to his ear and said in a soft voice, “That’s our secret.”
　　
Lin Jingyuan: Ah! It’s short-circuiting again!!!
　　
The small room that Lin Feilu lived in was straightforward, without any unnecessary decorations. Compared with Changming Hall where he lived, it just looked like a pauper’s place. Even so, the room was still neat and tidy. It wasn’t grimy, but instead had that sweet and fresh air unique to a little girl.
　　
While he was looking around, Lin Feilu whispered to Lin Zhanyuan, “Brother, go bring some persimmons here.”
　　
Although he was a bit reluctant, Lin Zhanyuan obeyed his sister’s words and immediately ran out to get some persimmons. Lin Feilu walked to the bookshelf, climbed up a stool, and picked out a book.
　　
These were books that Xiao Lan brought when she entered the palace. Back then she had also been known as one of the capital’s erudite women; it’s a pity she was now stuck deep in the palace. The books were a bit worn from use, and now they had been left gathering dust in the bookshelf.
　　
She picked a copy of “The Analects2” and got down from the stool. Afterwards, she took out the begonia flowers from her chest and put them between the book’s pages, closed the book and pressed it down.
　　
Lin Jingyuan curiously asked, “What is this?”
　　
Lin Feilu gave him the book. “I made the begonia flowers into a bookmark. Even when they wilt, the petals will not fall. The fortune will also be sealed here forever.”
　　
It was the first time that Lin Jingyuan heard of the word ‘bookmark’. This Fifth Royal Sister of his was something else!
　　
He had always hated reading and would have a headache whenever he saw a book. Because of this, he was often scolded by his Royal Father and Mother Consort. But now, he can’t wait to get this copy of “The Analects”. He looked at the page with the begonia flower and lowered his head to smell it, then happily put it inside his clothes.