Chapter 2
Chapter 2 — Snake Tail in the Crown Prince's Hand
The Crown Prince has finished school. He was like a gust of wind rushing straight towards me, behind the palace there was no way to catch up. "You're sweating so much, I'll take you to eat some fruit!" His little face was red, panting, he grabbed my hand and tried to pull me away. One pull, I still stand still. He looked at me suspiciously, then glanced around the yard. Master still crossed his legs and drank wine. The prince suddenly understood, ran to the master, bowed and bowed: "Master Trang, is it okay if I take Tieu Han to change clothes?" The master glanced: "Go, remember to make up for the missing hour." The prince pulled me and ran all the way. My thighs were numb from standing so hard, my steps were wobbly like a crab, when I looked up I only saw his hair flying, suddenly feeling a bit dazed. When the palace finished changing my clothes, he was already waiting in front of the table, his face full of satisfaction. On the table were all kinds of fruits, some of which I had never seen before. "These are all tributes from the Western Regions. This is very sweet, try it quickly." As if showing off a treasure, the Crown Prince held out a piece of cantaloupe in front of me. The sweet fragrance makes me swallow my saliva. Having devoured the third piece, the Crown Prince used a towel to wipe the water from the corner of my lips, telling me: "Eat slowly." Waiting for me to burp a few times in satisfaction, he picked up the last piece and slowly ate it. The harsh sunlight outside cannot blow into the cool East Palace. Looking at the intricately patterned robe on the Crown Prince, I couldn't help but think: why does he have so many delicious dishes? The Crown Prince seemed to read my thoughts, turned around and smiled: "You obediently listen, I will give you all the delicious food." My eyes lit up: "Is there meat?" "Of course!" "Any day is fine?" "Any day is fine!" In my eyes, the Crown Prince's image immediately became taller, I nodded repeatedly: "I obeyed!" The Crown Prince smiled even happier, eating the entire melon rind without realizing it. At night, he held my tail and fell asleep. I remembered my master's words, rolled around, got up and tried to get out. The Crown Prince closed his eyes and asked dreamily: "Where are you going?" "Practice, make up for the daytime." The moonlit summer night, the remaining heat rose from the ground. I stood carrying the stone while the Crown Prince sat next to the stone chair and nodded. An hour later, he muttered: "Tieu Han, you are so powerful."04From the day the Crown Prince gave me meat to eat every day, I became his most loyal subordinate. Outside of practice, I am always around him. He practices writing, I sharpen ink. He rides the horse, I lead the reins. Of course, my favorite part is still the food tasting part. The Crown Prince's meals are all personally cooked by the East Palace chef, and before being delivered, they are tested for poison. But the Crown Prince is not like ordinary people, his status is noble, so I insisted on trying each dish in front of him to feel secure. The Crown Prince always smiled, brought the dishes I had tried twice to my place, and ate with me. One time, I sat on the kitchen roof and saw my master making my favorite flower waffles, and I almost drooled down. But when it was time to try the dish, there was no sign of the flower waffles anywhere, so I frantically looked everywhere, even peeking my head under the table. The prince frowned: "What are you looking for?" I hesitated and couldn't answer, could I ask where the flower waffles were? "Eat first, the flower waffles will be there when you wake up." The Crown Prince seemed to read my thoughts. Sure enough, after the afternoon nap, the dining table had a plate of fragrant flower waffles and a bowl of lotus seed sweet soup. A few days later, the Queen arrived. Last time she came, hugged and kissed me the whole time, making the Crown Prince go crazy. This time, the Crown Prince ordered me to lie still on the rafters of the main hall and not move. The Queen asked about the Prince's studies and eating, then looked around. In fact, the Crown Prince reported these things every day, but now that he asked again, he didn't know what the intention was. Sitting on the grand master's chair, the Queen asked: "My child, you and Tieu Han live together
Are you getting along?" The prince bowed solemnly: "As I tell my mother, although Tieu Han is young, she is dedicated, not even missing her meals." The queen nodded with satisfaction. I started to feel uneasy. She asked again: "I see Tieu Han's body is weak, do you take good care of him?" The prince replied: "All the top-quality medicinal herbs in the palace are used to make soup to nourish him, mother, you can rest assured." My throat was choked. The queen. still didn't stop: "Then tell Tieu Han to come out here so I can take a look." The Crown Prince glanced at me hiding on the rafters: "At this time, Tieu Han is probably practicing and it's inconvenient to appear." Cung Nga opened the food box next to him: "This is the dried meat that the princess brought to the royal guard." Before the Crown Prince could answer, I jumped down and bowed: "Thank you, Queen." The Queen smiled, hugged me and placed me on the pillow, feeding the Thai a piece of dried meat The prince could only stand aside and glare. After the Queen left, I put the food box in front of him: "You're hungry, right?" It's all for you!" The Crown Prince glanced at the box, then sadly turned around and left. 05 Time in the royal palace passed very quickly. When the Crown Prince was twelve years old, the Emperor ordered the spring hunting, all princes had to participate. Over the past few years, although I have often sneaked out to play, but out of respect for the Crown Prince's majesty, I have never dared to leave the capital. The royal family hunted in the eastern suburbs, twenty miles from the city. I spurred my horse to fly, happily running away. Not far from everyone, there was a peach forest. I rushed straight in, plucked an armful of fresh peaches and brought it back, cheerfully presenting it to the neatly dressed Crown Prince. He was much taller than the day I first met him. In the sunlight, his face was white with a slight blush, truly beautiful. He reached out and removed a peach leaf from my head, then conveniently threw a silver bar to the farmer who was breathing heavily behind me, telling me to join him. riding a horse. I leaned on the Prince, biting the sweet peach, and told him that the peaches in Thu Minh Son were even sweeter. "So do you want to return to Thu Minh Son?" – The Crown Prince pretended to ask casually.