High Grade Green Tea Transmigrates into a Pitiful Little Girl

He saw the little girl that was following the Fourth Prince in the afternoon. The Fourth Prince often bullied his master, so he felt that the little girl also had bad intentions.
　　
But unexpectedly she only came over, smiled, and passed him the fish on her hand. She said in a crisp voice, “This is for you.”
　　
The little servant was stunned and did not dare to receive it.
　　
Lin Feilu said, “Isn’t your Royal Highness sick? Make some fish soup to help him recover.”
　　
The little servant looked at the fish, then at the harmless looking little girl. He thought in his heart, was the fish poisoned?
　　
As if she could tell what he was thinking, Lin Feilu chuckled and teased him, “You don’t want it?”
　　
The little servant was at a loss when the slightly opened door behind him was pushed open. Song Jinglan put on a coat and stood at the door, softly saying, “Tiandong, take it.” Then he turned to face Lin Feilu and gently said, “Thank you, Fifth Princess.”
　　
Lin Feilu was a little surprised. “You know me?”
　　
He smiled and nodded, “I have heard of the Princess’s name.”
　　
He had probably just gotten up, his hair was a bit messy, and his face was rather sickly, but he still acted courteously. The more you look, the better it gets. Her heart satisfied after enjoying this beauty; Lin Feilu skipped away after delivering the fish.
　　
Before leaving, she still nicely closed the door to the courtyard.
　　
As soon as she left, Tiandong immediately said, “Your Royal Highness, I will go and bury these fish.”
　　
Song Jinglan waved his hand slightly, “No need; we’ll boil and eat them.”
　　
Tiandong hesitated, “What if it was drugged…”
　　
He smiled: “The Princess personally delivered it to our door. No one would be so bold and audacious. No need to worry.”
　　
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Lin Feilu returned to the palace after delivering the fish. When she reached the door, Xiao Lan was already waiting outside. Seeing her approach, she immediately greeted her with worry, “You’re finally back.”
　　
Lin Feilu noticed that there was something wrong and waited for the eunuch who delivered the fish to leave before asking, “Mother Consort, what’s the matter?”
　　
Xiao Lan looked gloomy and led her inside. “After you left in the afternoon, the Fourth Prince’s men sent over a lot of things.”
　　
It was then that Lin Feilu saw that the house was filled with crates and boxes. There was food, silk, jewellery and other stuff she hadn’t seen before filling her small house.
　　
This little kid Lin Jingyuan was very considerate.
　　
Lin Feilu liked to receive gifts and was naturally happy, but Xiao Lan had a worried expression on her face. “What would happen if Consort Xian found out?”
　　
Lin Feilu had long been used to the problem of her being cautious, so she didn’t say much and happily ran over to open the gifts. She caught a lot of fish today, and there was still some leftover after dinner. Yun You kept the remaining fish in the small puddle in the courtyard. Lin Zhanyuan had a great time playing with the fish.
　　
Compared to Mingyue Palace, the atmosphere in Changming Hall at this time was tenser.
　　
When Lin Jingyuan ran back, Emperor Lin was already there drinking tea with Consort Xian. When he saw him coming in, panting with his head full of sweat, his face sank with displeasure. Consort Xian resented the fact that his son could not be taught, and grew even angrier when she listened to the maids’ report this afternoon that he had sent a lot of things to Mingyue Palace for an unknown reason.
　　
Lin Jingyuan followed the etiquette and kneeled to kowtow.
　　
Emperor Lin said coldly, “Were you playing around like crazy again?”
　　
Lin Jingyuan answered honestly: “I went fishing.”
　　
Emperor Lin snorted, “You sure are leisurely. You never pay attention to your studies, but you’re the expert in playing and having fun! ”
　　
Consort Xian persuaded, “Your Majesty, calm down your anger. Jingyuan is still young; he’s still greedy to play. Wait until he…”
　　
Emperor Lin displeased, interrupted her, “This is because you let him get used to it! Eight years old is not young anymore. When I was his age, I could already compose three poems!”
　　
Consort Xian said, “Your Majesty is adept in civil and martial arts, how can Jingyuan compare to Your Majesty?”
　　
Emperor Lin drank a sip of tea to lower his temper. When he looked at Lin Jingyuan’s bulging chest, he furrowed his brows and said, “What is in your chest?”
　　
This kid used to bring a dead bird into the Imperial Academy and scare the Grand Tutor. When Emperor Lin thought of his previous offence, he couldn’t help but suspect that he had a dead fish in his chest this time.
　　
Consort Xian was very angry and anxious but couldn’t say anything. She bulged her eyes as she watched her son reach to his chest and take out a copy of The Analects.
　　
Wait, wha???
　　
The Analects???!!
　　
Was this still the son who says that his head hurts and his whole body loses strength whenever he sees a book???