Xie Jingchen's gaze shifted from the Old Prince to Su Jin.
Su Jin kept her head down, only her nape visible.
She thought to herself.
Every room ought to have a crack in the ground.
For when someone finds themselves in an awkward situation like this.
She had specially come in the blazing heat to deliver ice pops to the Old Prince.
And ended up giving him a toothache from the cold.
For elderly people, the fear of losing teeth is most prevalent.
Su Jin felt she could run into a wall of tofu in shame.
The Old Prince was experiencing toothache, so the remaining half of the ice pop was certainly not going to be eaten.
Moreover, there were plenty left in the food box.
Fortunately, the ice-induced toothache flared up quickly, the pain was sharp but brief, subsiding after a moment.
Su Jin asked the maid to cut some ginger slices for the Old Prince to bite on the sore spot.
