The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 315 - 314, Writing a Letter to Your Highness Personally, Very Happy to Receive a Reply from Husband

Chapter 315: Chapter 314, Writing a Letter to Your Highness Personally, Very Happy to Receive a Reply from Husband

This wasn’t the first time Qin Xiao had come to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to deliver food.

Before His Highness left, he had instructed Qin Xiao to buy some assorted teas, snacks, and Candied Haw every few days and send them to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Chun Xi changed the subject, "What did you buy this time?"

Qin Xiao lifted the package in his hand and said, "I bought some tea pastries. There’s a newly opened shop recently, and I bought some cakes from there. I don’t know if Lady Shen likes to eat them?"

Chun Xi took a look after receiving it, "We’ll know if the young mistress likes it once she tries."

Qin Xiao also took out a small package from his pocket and handed it to Chun Xi, "And this."

Chun Xi looked at the wooden box in Qin Xiao’s broad palm, puzzled, "What is this?"

Qin Xiao took Chun Xi’s hand and put the wooden box in her palm, "It’s for you, as an apology."

Hearing this, he turned around and quickly left.

Watching Qin Xiao’s figure disappear at the doorway, Chun Xi opened the wooden box curiously and saw a silver hairpin lying inside, inlaid with pink Beads, shaped somewhat like begonia flowers.

This was the first time Chun Xi had received a hairpin from a man. She didn’t know how to react.

Shen Chuwei was craving something tasty. Seeing Chun Xi carrying big and small parcels, she knew Qin Xiao had brought some delicious food again.

Waiting for Chun Xi to unpack the food onto the table, Shen Chuwei couldn’t wait to lean in. Seeing the cakes, she unreservedly picked one up and bit into it. The pastry was crisp and soft, fragrant upon the first bite, delicious in two words.

After eating two pieces, Shen Chuwei noticed Chun Xi looking worried, so she handed a piece of cake over, "Chun Xi, you should try it too, it’s very delicious."

Chun Xi, holding the cake and biting into it, agreed it was indeed delicious.

But her gaze was still fixed on the hairpin in her hand.

After eating her fill, Shen Chuwei lay on the rattan chair, and her thoughts turned to Xiao Jinyan. This time, she really missed him.

He still didn’t know he was going to be a father.

Nor did she know what kind of expression his incomparably handsome and aloof face, like that of a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains, would show upon learning he was going to be a father.

Would he, like any average man, show an excited expression?

Shen Chuwei was somewhat looking forward to it. She turned her head to Chun Xi, "When do you think His Highness will return?"

Chun Xi thought about it and said, "This servant does not know. If it’s quick, three months to half a year at most; if it’s slow, I’m afraid it may take even longer."

Suddenly Shen Chuwei remembered a plot from a TV series, where the child is born before the father who’s off at war comes home.

In some cases, the father only returns when the child has learned to walk.

She lay on the rattan chair, suddenly feeling a bit worried.

Seeing Shen Chuwei lying on the rattan chair, Chun Xi figured she was sleepy again and continued to read the Fetal Education Book.

Suddenly, Shen Chuwei raised her head, "Chun Xi, should the watermelons at Xiyun Pavilion be ripe by now?"

The watermelons had been planted early on, specifically to cool off during the sweltering summer.

Chun Xi was startled for a moment, struggling to keep up with her young mistress’s erratic thoughts.

She had just been pondering about His Highness and feeling sleepy... How did she suddenly start thinking about watermelons?

Shen Chuwei swiftly got up from the rattan chair.

Seeing this, Chun Xi couldn’t worry about the Fetal Education Book any longer. She stepped forward to stop her, "Young mistress, please sit down. This servant will have Little Guizi check for you."

"How can Little Guizi tell if the watermelons are ripe?" Not heeding Chun Xi’s protest, Shen Chuwei called out to a little rabbit that was weeding, "Little rabbit, bring the ladder over."

The little rabbit dropped the grass and ran over quickly, "Young mistress, what do you need the ladder for?"

Shen Chuwei answered, "I want to check if the watermelons at Xiyun Pavilion are ripe."

Upon hearing this, the little rabbit said, "This servant will check for you. The young mistress just needs to sit and wait for the news."

Shen Chuwei asked, "Can you tell with the naked eye if the watermelons are ripe?"

The little rabbit shook its head, "This servant does not know."

Shen Chuwei chuckled, "I can tell."

"But the young mistress can’t climb a ladder. If something were to happen, I wouldn’t have enough heads to chop off," the little rabbit quickly brought the ladder over and climbed up himself, moving it away to prevent Shen Chuwei from climbing.

Shen Chuwei: "..." Isn’t it just climbing a ladder? Why is it guarded like I’m a thief?

About the time it took for a cup of tea to brew, Shen Chuwei saw the little rabbit climb back down with a watermelon in his arms, then bring down the ladder, and lastly climb off himself.

The little rabbit ran over happily with the watermelon in his arms and split it open for Shen Chuwei to see, "Young mistress, this watermelon is ripe."

The watermelon was already cut, and by the looks of it, not only was it ripe, but also fresh and crisp.

Shen Chuwei held half a watermelon, curiously asking, "How did you figure this out? And how did you pick such a good one?"

The little rabbit explained, "This servant took a knife and selected only the big ones to cut. After cutting a few, I found this one that was ripe. Please enjoy it, young mistress."

The smile on Shen Chuwei’s lips gradually faded, "Is this how you picked it out?"

The little rabbit nodded, "Yes, it took this servant a while to think of it."

Shen Chuwei felt a pang of heartache, "So many melons wasted just like that!"

The little rabbit froze.

Shen Chuwei turned to Chun Xi, "Give me a spoon."

Chun Xi was dumbfounded for a while before going to fetch a spoon.

After eating half, Chun Xi forbade Shen Chuwei from eating more, "Young mistress, it’s better to eat less watermelon during pregnancy. It’s cooling in nature."

Shen Chuwei watched as Chun Xi took the remaining half of the watermelon away.

When Chun Xi returned, Shen Chuwei said, "I miss His Highness..."

Before Shen Chuwei could finish, Chun Xi guessed what the young mistress wanted to say, "Young mistress, His Highness wouldn’t indulge you in eating recklessly either."

Shen Chuwei felt a bit embarrassed and humphed, "His Highness wouldn’t be like you, forbidding me to eat this and that."

She lay on the rattan chair, sighing, "I miss His Highness."

Chun Xi shook her head helplessly with a gluttonous young mistress, what could she say? Of course, it was for the sake of the baby, and she firmly would not let her young mistress eat too much cooling fruit.

At night, lying on the bed, Shen Chuwei found her thoughts most occupied with wanting to share the news of her pregnancy with Xiao Jinyan.

In ancient times, one could only write letters.

Sitting up, Shen Chuwei took out paper and pen from the Space, and leaning over the low table, she began to write a letter.

This was her first letter, and after much contemplation, she wrote the following:

My dearest Your Highness: Are you doing well over there? (Omitting a million words of longing)

Congratulations on becoming a father!

Written personally by your Concubine, with a super sweet smile sketched on it.

After writing, Shen Chuwei folded the letter and put it into an envelope, which allowed her to go to sleep with peace of mind.

The next morning, Shen Chuwei had someone call Qin Xiao over and gave him the letter to be delivered to Xiao Jinyan.

"Lady Shen, rest assured, I guarantee it will reach His Highness’s hands," Qin Xiao assured before striding away.

In the afternoon, Qin Xiao came again.

Shen Chuwei asked, puzzled, "Was the letter not sent out?"

"It was sent out early. His Highness has sent a reply," Qin Xiao said, taking out the envelope and handing it to Shen Chuwei.

"Did His Highness send a message to reassure us?" Shen Chuwei asked happily, taking the letter from Qin Xiao’s hand.