The Night of the Wedding Banquet

As if struck by lightning, Lin Luo turned to her and asked, "What... guidance?"

The old nanny was taken aback. At her age, she naturally wouldn't feel ashamed to bring up this matter, but the young prince was still young, and she didn't know how to explain it in a way that the young prince would understand.

After thinking for a moment, the old woman used an analogy. "For example, if you want to peel a cucumber, you have to put it into the hole of the peeler. But when a new machine is first used, the hole is too small, and it's almost impossible for the cucumber to fit in."

"My job is to make sure the cucumber goes into that hole so I can peel it smoothly."

After saying that, a smile appeared on her aged face, as if she felt that this description would help His Highness understand her work a little better.

Lin Luo pressed for an answer, "What would you do?"

The old nanny was taken aback again; this young prince seemed to have quite a strong sense of curiosity.

She said, "Usually, I provide verbal guidance from the side, but if we encounter something really difficult..." At this point, the old woman gestured with her two wrinkled hands, "This old servant will hold the cucumber in one hand and pry open the machine's hole with the other, allowing the cucumber to go in smoothly for peeling."

Lin Luo was dumbfounded.

He pressed on with curiosity, "How many people have you helped like this?"

The old woman recalled earnestly, "Many. I've been to many noble homes and helped at least seventy or eighty couples."

Calculate the area of psychological trauma experienced by these seventy or eighty couples.

Lin Luo's lips twitched.

Just then, a large group of people suddenly appeared from not far away. Qian Renxue and Ye Lingling, dressed in their finest attire, walked hand in hand in front of them, followed by a group of palace maids.

Lin Luo immediately ran over, took her mother's hand, pulled Qian Renxue's ear down, and whispered, "Get that old woman away. Her hands have touched a lot of cucumbers."

Qian Renxue listened blankly to her son's inexplicable words, then got up and looked ahead, where she saw the old woman.

Suddenly, Ye Lingling nervously tugged at Qian Renxue's hand and said, "Your Highness, I'm scared..."

"It's alright, I'll handle it."

After Qian Renxue finished speaking, she walked over to the old woman and said sternly, "You can leave now. You don't need to look after this place."

The old nanny nodded slightly and asked, "Is it alright, Your Highness?"

"Can."

"Hehe, Your Highness, you may have misunderstood. His Majesty instructed this old servant to come not only to provide guidance, but also to ensure that the Crown Prince can successfully produce an heir."

Standing to the side, Lin Luo understood. Xue Ye wanted the old woman to supervise Qian Renxue putting the cucumber into the peeler before the task was considered complete.

The rules of this palace are so strict they're suffocating.

Qian Renxue crossed her arms and scrutinized her. "You're not leaving, are you?"

"I dare not fail to complete the task assigned by His Majesty."

"Since you know I am the Crown Prince, you should also be aware of my future status. The outcome of this mission depends entirely on your word. Granny, don't be so stubborn and gamble with your future."

The old nanny looked up fearfully, then nodded hurriedly and nervously. "This old servant understands, this old servant... this old servant will stay nearby for half an hour before reporting."

"Random."

Qian Renxue then led Ye Lingling with one hand and her son with the other into the palace.

"Your Highness was so impressive just now!"

After closing the door, Ye Lingling happily hugged Qian Renxue, praising her repeatedly.

Lin Luo sat to the side watching them. In any case, he didn't plan to go back to his own room to sleep tonight. He felt that he could see a good show happening here.

At this moment, Qian Renxue turned to Lin Luo and ordered, "You, go back to your room, and don't come over if you hear any noise later."

Lin Luo sat firmly on the stool, swinging her short legs and shaking her head.

"I don't."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Play."

"I..."

Qian Renxue stared intently at Lin Luo, then suddenly raised her hand and threatened, "Are you coming back or not?"

"I won't reply."

Seeing that the mother and son looked like they were about to fight, Ye Lingling asked anxiously, "What's wrong, Crown Prince? Wasn't it all over?"

Qian Renxue glanced towards the door and said, "You're overthinking it."

She turned and glared at Lin Luo again, too lazy to bother with the child, then pulled Ye Lingling to the bedside and asked, "Lingling, could you... call me?"

"Huh? What's your name...?"

Ye Lingling looked completely bewildered.

Qian Renxue scratched her head, her face slightly flushed, and then secretly glanced at Lin Luo before whispering, "It's just making some... rather, rather flirtatious sounds, you probably don't understand, right?"

"I understand now..."

Ye Lingling's entire face was as red as a ripe apple.

She sat down, turned her head to look at the window, her mouth slightly open, and just as she was about to speak, she suddenly looked at Lin Luo again.

"He... he's here, but I'm a little hesitant to call out to him."

"It's alright, he's still young, he won't understand."

I don't believe it myself, do you? Ye Lingling pouted and mentally complained, but she couldn't care less about anything else.

Ah~

She called out.

Qian Renxue was immediately embarrassed and simply drew the bed curtains to prevent Lin Luo from seeing them.

Lin Luo, however, seemed to enjoy the spectacle and ran over laughing, asking, "What are you all shouting about?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a slender, fair hand reached out from behind the bed curtains and forcefully covered his mouth, then pulled him inside.

Outside the palace.

The old nanny pricked up her ears, her expression amused.

"Your Highness is quite the expert... tsk."

She left satisfied.

Sensing that the old nanny had left, Qian Renxue quickly called for Ye Lingling to stop. The latter then breathed a sigh of relief and lay down, her throat parched.

Qian Renxue turned to look at Lin Luo, thought for a moment, and explained, "Your sister Lingling was just using a very special method to distract that annoying old nanny. I'm explaining this to you because I'm afraid you won't understand. Just keep it to yourself and don't go around telling everyone."

"Of course not."

Little man Lin Luo immediately made his promise.

Ye Lingling weakly raised her small hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Sister Crown Prince, tomorrow... you should call me tomorrow, my throat really can't take it anymore."

Qian Renxue blushed instantly. "Don't worry, it won't be needed tomorrow."

"Can't Mommy call out?"

Lin Luo lay on her lap and looked up to ask.

Qian Renxue immediately looked down and glared at him. "No, don't ask why, or I'll beat you up."

"If you don't know, you don't know. Why are you being so fierce?"

Lin Luo scurried away to the side, muttering and whining.

It was so late, but Qian Renxue didn't let him go back. The three of them ended up squeezing onto a big bed all night.

Nothing more was said that night.

The next morning.

Lin Luo snuggled closer to the soft embrace, but the feel of the touch was off. When she opened her eyes, she found it was Ye Lingling.

He paused for a moment, and taking advantage of Ye Lingling's unconsciousness, he sneaked over to Qian Renxue 'Qian Renxue side and snuggled back into her arms.

P. S. 3 PM is a bit too strict. Maybe before 6 PM, because then there's no time left for a midday nap.

One more chapter.