After reading the first two sentences, Song Qing thought it was a book about landscapes, but after finishing the first page, he realized it was a tragic story.

When he got to the part where the female protagonist was reborn and forcefully loved by someone, he completely lost his composure.

Song Qing had been reading sages’ books—how could he have ever come across such explosive writing?

His face flushed, he closed the book and stared blankly at the candle flame for a long time.

Had Lady Tao possibly given him the wrong book?

But it was indeed Lady Tao who had given him the book.

Lady Tao reads this kind of book?

Song Qing’s eyes widened... He glanced at the cover, which featured a carved window and bore three words on the right side: "The Swans Return."

He thought perhaps there had been a mix-up, how could Lady Tao possibly read such a book? There was nothing inappropriate about the book’s title.

Song Qing placed the book back on the table and then crawled under the covers to sleep, closing his eyes only to see the Emperor kissing and doting on the Consort from the book...

Song Qing, who had never experienced passion, felt his cheeks heat up even more after reading such explicit descriptions.

Song Qing was nineteen years old this year and although he had never experienced such things, it didn’t mean he was completely ignorant.

If a nineteen-year-old didn’t understand, he must be pretending.

However, Song Qing believed that a man should establish his career before starting a family, and if one’s mind was on one’s career, then such matters would be neglected.

Suddenly seeing such a stimulating passage, it was inevitable he would become agitated.

That night, Song Qing did not sleep well.

After dressing neatly, he looked down at "The Swans Return" and picked it up, intending to return it to Lady Tao.

But thinking about the content of the book, he wondered if Lady Tao would be embarrassed if it turned out to be a mistake?

After pondering for a long time, he placed the book on the innermost layer of the bookshelf, and then rode the horse carriage to the palace.

The spring after the rain, the buds on the willow branches grew rapidly.

Susu, holding a willow twig, ambled to the door of Gugu’s room, and finding Gugu had not yet gotten up, she wobbled over to Little Gugu’s door.

When Yuanbao came out with the washbasin, he saw the little princess in the garden, and was about to come forward to salute, but when he saw the tiger following behind the little princess, his legs gave way in fear.

"...A tiger."

Yuanbao, being new, did not know that the little princess’s pet was a tiger; naturally, he was paralyzed with fear at the sight of such a frightening beast.

Susu tilted her head to look at the white tiger, and thinking of Yinyin’s attempt to snatch her white tiger, she quickly stretched out her arms to embrace the white tiger, declaring her ownership.

"It’s Huhu, my Huhu."

Yuanbao, whose heart nearly stopped beating from fright, watched the little princess embrace the white tiger and saw that it showed no fierce expression or desire to eat people.

Still, the sight of the white tiger unnerved him.

Susu, unaware that Yuanbao was speechless out of fear of the white tiger, saw that Yuanbao was ignoring her, so she let go of the tiger and walked in on her stubby little legs.

On reaching the door, Susu, holding onto the door frame, peered inside and saw Little Gugu seated at the dining table, the aroma reaching her from the entrance.

"Little Gugu."

Chu Lingfeng turned his head with a gentle voice and saw the little princess standing at the door with the white tiger following her. He quickly stood up, "Little Princess."

Approaching the door, he reached out to take Susu’s hand and brought her in.

Following Little Gugu to the dining table, Susu stood on tiptoe to see the plate of meat buns and said in a milky voice, "Little Gugu, I want some buns too."

Chu Lingfeng paused at her words, buns? He glanced at the meat buns, saw the little princess eyeing them, then picked up Susu and placed her on the chair, before using chopsticks to take a meat bun and placing it in her bowl before her.

"Thank you, Little Gugu." After thanking him, Susu took a bite of the meat bun, its skin thin and filling ample, biting into the meat inside, she smiled joyously with her eyebrows and eyes curving happily.

Chu Lingfeng noticed the little princess liked to smile, her smile clean and clear, holding her felt like holding a ball of cotton candy, soft and sweet.

Chu Lingfeng hesitated for a moment, then sat down and ate methodically.

Susu, with puffed cheeks, pointed at the plate of meat buns and said, "Little Gugu, you have some buns too."

"Hmm." Chu Lingfeng took a bun and bit into it slowly, savoring it leisurely.

Seeing Little Gugu eat, Susu happily continued eating her meat bun.

Outside, the white tiger lay at the doorway, its pale blue eyes vigilantly surveying its surroundings.

Yuanbao, holding the washbasin, was too scared to move a muscle at the sight of the white tiger.

Since Xiao Jinyan left, Shen Chuwei’s time for waking up naturally had advanced because there was no one to disturb her at night.

After freshening up, she went to the dining table, only to see Taotao sitting there without Susu in sight, a hint of confusion flickering in her eyes.

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