Inside the carriage, System Bro was still relentlessly trying to sway Jiang Yingcheng.
I still think something's not right...
System Bro's electronic voice actually sounded grave. Jiang Yanchuan-
Jiang Yingcheng echoed in her milky little voice, Imperial Father?
Her mouth was still stuffed with the little pastry the Seventh Prince had handed her, so even her thoughts came with the muffled sounds of chewing.
Jiang Yanchuan gazed down at the documents in his hands without so much as lifting his eyelids, demonstrating to everyone exactly what it meant to remain unruffled even if Mount Tai collapsed before him.
Some of the princes sharing the carriage, however, had unconsciously begun sitting ramrod straight, terrified that "System Bro" might seize upon some gesture of theirs as irrefutable proof that they could hear the little girl's thoughts.
Everyone appeared to be looking at something different, but their attention inevitably converged on the little girl eating pastries.
System Bro, you still haven't given up on testing Imperial Father?
The princes' scalps prickled. "!!!"
Why haven't you given up yet?!!
Panicked glances darted in every direction. Only now did they finally realize that this outing was not merely a matter of accompanying the little girl.
Mmm...
The little dumpling sitting beside Jiang Yanchuan finally finished that small piece of Victory Cake.
Could you get Chengcheng another little pastry?
Jiang Yanchuan did not move.
Jiang Qiuyu instinctively reached to pass her another pastry, but the moment he extended his hand, Jiang Zhuolan swiftly grabbed it and hauled it back!
He pulled so hard that Jiang Qiuyu could not suppress a hiss.
A barely audible voice came from beside him. "Are you insane?!"
Jiang Qiuyu looked up blankly. From the corner of his eye, he caught the little girl sneaking sly glances at their imperial father, showing