CH 45.1

Translator – Xiao He Lian

T/N – Explanation for the title –> Primary School Chicken is a Cantonese slang word for childish person.

Chapter 45.1

The arm wrapped around Wen Chi’s waist was very strong and after Wen Chi’s palpitating heart calmed down, he felt the heat of the man’s palm pass through a thin layer of fabric to his skin.

Wen Chi leaned to the side uncomfortably and his cheeks were hot with embarrassment. He touched his arm and said gratefully: “I’m fine, thank you for your help.”

The man smiled and said, “”It’s alright as long as you are fine.”

After he finished speaking, he let go of the hand that was wrapped around Wen Chi’s waist.

Wen Chi was too close to the man and felt that the man was much taller than him, so he had to take a step back and look up at the good-hearted man’s face.

Unexpectedly, when he took a step back, he accidentally slipped on the stone again and fell directly backward.

Wen Chi exclaimed in shock, his hands fluttering in the air.

Seeing this, the man quickly grabbed Wen Chi’s arm and dragged Wen Chi back.

Wen Chi was caught off guard and slammed into the man’s arms and collided with his chest, knocking Wen Chi into a daze.

He was unsteady on his feet and wanted to step back but the man hugged his waist again.

“Be careful.” The man said, “There are many stones on the grass and you will slip on them if you don’t pay attention.”

Wen Chi was extremely embarrassed when he thought of how he made a fool of himself one after another. He responded quickly, pursed his lips and was about to withdraw from the man’s embrace.

But before he could move, a cold voice suddenly rang in his ears: “What are you doing?”

The familiar voice turned Wen Chi’s face pale with fright. Although he had done nothing wrong, he still quickly jumped out of the man’s arms with a guilty conscience.

Wen Chi’s movement was so quick that the man holding Wen Chi couldn’t even react and when he felt his arms were empty, he looked down to see that his arms were empty and was raised alone in mid-air. He tightened his fingers and let down his arm. He then turned to look at the person who came out of the tent, smiled and arched his hand to make a bow: “Greetings to Your Highness the Crown Prince.”

Shi Ye was sitting in the wheelchair, his face as cold as ice. He glanced at the man with very alienated and indifferent eyes, then looked at Wen Chi who was standing beside him with his head buried like a child who had done something wrong and spit out two icy words “Come here.”

Wen Chi thought for a while, guessing that Shi Ye should be talking to him, so he walked over in small steps like a turtle.

Wen Chi lowered his head and it happened that Shi Ye was also sitting in a wheelchair, so their eyes collided with each other.

No, that’s not right… To be precise, Shi Ye’s chilly eyes kept falling on Wen Chi and Wen Chi inadvertently looked over and felt like falling into a cold pool.

The hairs all over Wen Chi’s body stood up and he shrank his shoulders reflexively, like a chick caught by an eagle. He stared at his toes tremblingly, wishing he could shrink into the grass.

Shi Ye just stared at Wen Chi coldly for a while, before turning around with the wheelchair: “Come in.”

When Wen Chi saw Shi Ye enter the tent, he wanted to say thank you to the person behind him but he didn’t dare to take risks under Shi Ye’s nose so he hurriedly followed Shi Ye into the tent.

This tent was much larger than Shi Ye’s tent and it was divided into an inner room and an outer room by a screen with pictures of landscapes.

Four people sat sporadically outside and behind them stood servants and maidservants waiting for orders and Eunuch Zhu was among them.

Wen Chi followed behind Shi Ye’s wheelchair and quickly glanced around the four people from the corner of his eye. One of them was the Grand Princess he had met once and he did not know the other three.

And this should be the tent of the Grand Princess.

When Wen Chi was thinking of this, he saw the maid who led them over not long ago brought a chair and gently placed it behind him.

Afterwards, the Grand Princess said with a slight smile: “Young Master Wen, please sit down.”

Wen Chi was flattered: “Thank you, Grand Princess.”

Even though he said so, he didn’t intend to sit down; instead he looked anxiously at Shi Ye, who had his back turned to him.

And it was as if Shi Ye had eyes on the back of his head and said very timely: “He’s not tired, let him stand.”

Wen Chi: “…”

Why does he feel that this dog prince is angry again, acting immature all day long, no different from a primary school chicken1Primary school chicken , a Hong Kong slang term , originally meant a derogatory term for primary school students and those without education . Now it generally refers to all behaviors and thoughts that are immature, immature, low-level, and people who often make trouble and make trouble everywhere. It is synonymous with children . It is similar to the word “elementary school student” used to describe others in mainland China . In addition to swearing, some people also call SimSimi “primary school chicken” because the mascot of the online chat program SimSimi looks like a chicken. The so-called elementary school chicken is Cantonese to satirize some naive people. Means a middle school student or an adult who behaves childishly..

The point is that he still doesn’t know what Shi Ye is angry about and he is somehow receiving Shi Ye’s anger every time.

Fortunately, Wen Chi didn’t want to sit down either, since Shi Ye had said so, he leaned back in silence.

There were so many people crammed into this tent and there were only five people sitting there including Shi Ye. If he sat down along with him, he would look rather conspicuous.

Although Wen Chi didn’t think there was anything wrong, when the Grand Princess saw this, a look of embarrassment inevitably flashed across her face.

This nephew of hers has always been sophisticated and it is extremely difficult to see through him. She has only seen this nephew twice in the past half a year and she did not expect that both times he brought Wen Changqing’s second son.

It’s fine to bring him along but now he actually led him into the tent.

She thought that Wen Changqing’s second son was her nephew’s confidant but it didn’t look like that…

Thousands of thoughts ran back and forth through Grand Princess’s mind but she still had a gentle and beautiful smile on the surface. She changed the subject calmly: “Zi Zang, that child is also really…I told him to come but he is still not here yet.”

As soon as her words fell, the veil outside the tent was lifted.

Wen Chi followed the crowd to look and saw that the man who had saved him twice walked in gracefully. Before, it was dark outside and Wen Chi couldn’t see the man’s face clearly but now he saw it clearly .

That man seemed to be about the same age as Shi Ye, dressed in white, with a face like a crown jade, standing tall, the corners of the mouth raised into a gentle smile, which made one’s heart feel warm.

Like Shi Jin, he is a gentle and handsome guy but Shi Jin is a prince after all, no matter how approachable he looked, Shi Jin will vaguely reveal a sense of alienation but this person did not give off a feeling of alienation at all.

His eyes swept over the people in the tent and when he passed by Wen Chi, he paused for a moment but he quickly looked away again.

“Zi Zang has met Your Royal Highness the Grand Princess, fourth uncle and fifth uncle.” Hua Zi Zang arched his hands and bowed.

The Grand Princess liked this child very much and smiled so much that her eyes narrowed, greeting warmly, “Child, how are you here? Come and sit.”

Hua Zi Zang said, “Yes.”

So the Grand Princess ordered the maid to bring a chair.

Although the outer area of ​​this tent was not small, it is still a bit crowded to accommodate more than ten people at once.

The maid held the chair with both hands, looked around for a moment and then placed the chair in front of Wen Chi.