I Don't Want to Be a Charmboy【Quick Wear】

Chapter 367 His Highness the Crown Prince is Outstandingly Talented (5)

On the winter solstice, the north wind swept across the land, and scattered fragments of jade covered every corner of the imperial city. In the warm pavilion of the Eastern Palace, the underfloor heating was burning brightly, but it still couldn't ward off the chill that seeped in through the cracks in the windows.

Lin Shen, like a small animal that had been kept in captivity for too long, lay listlessly on the warm couch by the window.

He stretched out his slightly chubby little hand, exhaled a puff of white mist, and then curiously poked his head out of the window.

The icy snowflakes, mixed with the cold wind, instantly hit his warm little face, making him shiver, but also increasing his desire to rush out.

"Oh my little darling!"

Just as Li Mao, the personal eunuch, put down the warmed medicine bowl, he turned around and saw this scene. He was so frightened that his soul almost flew out of his body. He rushed forward in three steps, his voice trembling.

"It's snowing heavily outside, and the cold is biting! You just recovered from your fever a few days ago. If you catch a cold now, even if I had ten heads, it wouldn't be enough to explain to His Majesty!"

Lin Shen was pulled back, his eyes wide with dissatisfaction, and he scolded in a childish voice.

"You old fool! What's wrong with me looking at Xue? I'm going to get sick from being cooped up in the house all day, constantly taking medicine! I'm going to go out!" With that, he nimbly twisted his body, stretched out his chubby little feet clad in soft satin socks, and started to crawl under the bed.

Li Mao was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat. He wanted to stop him but dared not actually touch his precious young master. He could only spread his arms to block him, pleading repeatedly, "Oh dear! Your Highness, please spare this old servant! This is absolutely unacceptable!"

But Lin Shen was determined to go out today.

He nimbly slid off the couch, slipped on his brocade cotton shoes, and was about to rush out.

Just as Li Mao was at his wits' end, Chun Yue, the head palace maid standing nearby, was quick-witted and nimble. She hurriedly took the newly presented fox fur cloak, which was extremely white, and neatly wrapped the little prince up tightly. With the hood on, only his small face, which was made even whiter and more delicate by the fox fur, was exposed, like a freshly peeled glutinous rice ball.

As soon as he gained his freedom, Lin Shen immediately ran into the courtyard with a smile, like a happy little puppy.

The snowfall wasn't actually very heavy; the fine snow powder swirled in the wind.

Chunyue followed closely behind and carefully helped him put on his hood.

Lin Shen couldn't wait any longer and started directing the palace servants in the courtyard: "Quick! Bring me small buckets, the kind with gold and colorful lacquer! I want to build a snowman!"

At the Crown Prince's command, the palace servants of the Eastern Palace immediately sprang into action, some fetching buckets, others sweeping snow, and the courtyard instantly became bustling with activity.

Just then, the eldest prince, Lin Zhi, slowly walked into the gate of the East Palace.

He was reluctant to come, but since his younger brother, the Crown Prince, had been ill for some time, if he didn't come to visit him, his father would inevitably be blamed for "not being friendly to his brother."

Recalling his past life, in which he was ultimately killed by this "good younger brother" with a single sword stroke, and his entire family was implicated, he felt troubled and resentful.

In this lifetime, he vowed to take away everything the other person cherished.

As he entered the courtyard, he saw smiling palace servants coming and going. Somewhat surprised, he grabbed a young eunuch carrying an empty bucket and asked with a frown, "What are you all doing?"

Upon seeing that it was the eldest prince, the young eunuch immediately knelt down and stammered, "Your Highness, it is His Highness the Crown Prince who wants to build a snowman, and we servants are helping him with the snow."

Lin Zhi frowned even more deeply.

His younger brother, the crown prince, is still so idle and bored, always playing childish games.

He felt contempt, but his feet involuntarily took a few steps forward.

After passing a snow-covered plum branch, the view suddenly opened up, and in the middle of the snow, a small figure wrapped in white and round was squatting, patting a snowdrift with its hands. Its focused profile looked just like a soft, fluffy snow kitten.

Lin Zhi's heart softened for no apparent reason.

He suddenly snapped out of his daze, cursing himself for being so weak! Hadn't the bloody lesson from his past life been enough? This seemingly harmless little dumpling in front of him was destined to be ruthless and ruthless, capable of eliminating all threats! He absolutely couldn't be soft-hearted!

He deliberately coughed loudly.

Lin Shen, who was engrossed in piling things up, heard the noise and looked up blankly.

Snowflakes landed on his long eyelashes. He blinked and saw the boy standing not far away—about eight years old, wearing a heavy royal blue satin coat, his little face stern and serious, looking just like a little old man.

Lin Shen immediately recognized him; this was his elder brother, the eldest prince Lin Zhi.

Seeing that the little dumpling was just staring blankly at him without saying a word, Lin Zhi subconsciously straightened his already straight back, raised his chin even higher, and adopted the most arrogant posture.

But after waiting for a long time, the other person still didn't greet him, only staring at him with those clear, bright black eyes.

Lin Zhi felt his neck getting sore, so he reluctantly lowered his head slightly and asked in what he thought was his most composed tone, "What are you doing?"

Lin Shen stretched out his chubby little hand covered with rabbit fur gloves and pointed to the snowman on the ground, which was already taking shape. His voice was soft and sweet, typical of a child: "Build a snowman."

He paused, a hint of expectation and uncertainty flashing in his big eyes, and asked softly, "Brother, do you want to come along?"

Upon hearing the word "brother," Lin Zhi's heart skipped a beat, as if struck by something.

This guy… in his past life, until the very end, only ever addressed him awkwardly as "the First Prince."

When have you ever called me "brother" so affectionately?

And right now, with that gentle invitation, he's practically acting cute!

Outrageous!

Is Lin Zhi such an easily swayed person?

How could the deep-seated hatred brought about by rebirth be erased by a mere "brother" and an innocent appearance?

Lin Zhi's heart was churning with turmoil, but he forced himself to remain calm. He let out a soft snort through his nose, his brows still furrowed, as if he had made a great decision, and spoke in a condescending tone.

"Hmph, fine. Your snowman is really a mess... I, the prince, will reluctantly help you this once."