Bai Ying's eyes widened as the Crown Prince handed a skewer of roasted sweet potato into his hand.
"Waah, is it ready, Your Majesty?" he asked, impatiently enjoying the very hot sweet potato.
Luo Xiang nodded.
"Of course, eat slowly, it's still hot," said the Crown Prince. He handed the stick with the sweet potato to Bai Ying's hand but held it for a moment when the boy's hand was about to grab it.
"Eat in the usual way, don't reduce the heat with your strength, enjoy it slowly," he said.
Bai Ying puffed out his mouth. With a heavy heart, he nodded. He was just about to take some of the heat from the yam so he could enjoy it without burning his hands or tongue. But because of the Crown Prince's gaze at that time, he couldn't help but finally nodded.
"Yes Your Highness, Ying er understands"