Did the Seventh Prince attend court today?

Yinwu pondered this all night, and the more he thought about it, the more something seemed off. This wasn't someone admiring and adoring his master; it was clearly his master's own love star shining brightly, and the iron tree was about to bloom!

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. He was both excited and worried, tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep, and eventually ended up with two big dark circles under his eyes.

Youlu woke up amidst the noise and opened his eyes to find that it was already daylight outside the window. He thought he had overslept and missed the appointed time, so he quickly got up, dressed, washed up hastily, and without even combing his hair, picked up Xiaogua and ran out.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the guards still carrying boxes outside.

The eldest prince walked to his side and said with a smile, "Today's itinerary is not in a rush. My uncle and I discussed it and decided to postpone our departure by half an hour. There is still some time. You can go and have breakfast first."

Youlu yawned and said lazily, "I'm not eating anymore. I'm going to sleep in the carriage."

"How can that be?" The eldest prince stopped him and advised, "The cook at the post station has made porridge with fish slices in it. It's very fresh, and you'll definitely like it. Go and have some."

Youlu had no choice but to nod. As he passed the guards carrying the silver chests, he noticed that all the guards were unfamiliar faces, and he couldn't help but look puzzled.

Although he hadn't interacted with the guards from the previous two days, he inevitably bumped into them when going in and out, so he remembered a few faces.

The eldest prince explained, "Although no one was killed in last night's attack, many guards were seriously injured, and the carriages and horses were severely damaged. In order not to affect our journey, all the carriages, horses, and guards have been replaced with new ones."

Even before setting off, Cang Shuyue had anticipated that the journey would not be peaceful, so he had arranged for people to be on standby at various stations in advance to deal with situations where emergency personnel replacement was needed. This time, the people came in handy.

Youlu nodded to indicate that he understood.

There are also soldiers in the post station, who can be called upon when manpower is insufficient, but these soldiers are definitely not on the same level as the guards arranged by Cang Shuyue. Their combat strength is too low, so it is best not to use them.

The dining area was the main room in the courtyard, where the morning breeze blew through, making the room very cool.

As You Lu approached, Cang Shuyue and Yin Wu came out. Both of them were taken aback when they met face to face. You Lu was surprised by Yin Wu's dark circles under his eyes, while Cang Shuyue and Yin Wu were surprised by his disheveled hair.

Youlu pointed to Yinwu's dark circles under his eyes and asked, "Brother Yinwu, did you go steal chickens or pet dogs last night?"

Yinwu smiled bitterly. It would have been great if he had actually stolen a chicken or touched a dog, but unfortunately, he was excited for nothing and gained nothing.

He sighed. "You're still young, you don't understand."

I don't understand the shock and excitement of seeing a cycad bloom.

Cang Shuyue glanced coldly at Yin Wu, then turned to You Lu and reprimanded him softly: "Disheveled hair, unseemly."

Just as You Lu was about to retort, he heard him continue, "Is this how Yunli takes care of you?"

Okay, I'm not insulting him.

Youlu was very satisfied and laughed, "My eldest brother's hair is getting messier every day, how can he care about mine?"

They didn't bring any servants on this trip, and with no one to help them take care of themselves, their appearance naturally became more and more unkempt each day.

He took another closer look at Cang Shuyue and found that he was still neat and tidy, with his hair perfectly styled and his clothes spotless, just like before in Shengjing.

"Is this the difference between people?" he muttered enviously and resentfully.

Cang Shuyue didn't hear him clearly, and leaned down slightly, "What are you muttering about?"

"It's nothing." Youlu blinked, looking innocent. "I was just thinking, it would be nice if someone could comb my hair."

Cang Shuyue: "..."

A hint of helplessness flashed across his face as he said, "Breakfast has been prepared for you. Go back to the carriage, and I'll help you tidy up."

"You're so sweet!" Yu Lu, who had gotten the better deal, immediately gave him a sweet smile.

Cang Shuyue's heart was stirred.

He praised me again; he really does like me.

Youlu grabbed Cang Shuyue's arm and shook it, "Come on, let's go back to the carriage!"

Completely bewildered by the sweet talk, Cang Shuyue was pulled onto the carriage.

Yinwu watched the two figures walk away, lost in thought. "The person Master was talking about, could it be the Seventh Prince?"

He was horrified when he realized this; these flowers were not allowed to bloom!

After getting into the carriage, Youlu immediately sat cross-legged obediently. Cang Shuyue paused for a moment, then knelt down on one knee behind him.

Her hair was as black and smooth as a waterfall, as lustrous as silk, and slightly cool to the touch. Cang Shuyue's slender fingers gently moved through her hair, the dark black hair entwined with her pale fingers, the contrast between the extreme black and the extreme white was mesmerizing.

Cang Shuyue picked up a strand of hair, and a faint fragrance wafted into his nose, causing his breathing to falter for a moment. He slowly closed his eyes, suppressing the inexplicable restlessness in his heart, and when he opened them again, he had returned to his usual indifferent and aloof demeanor.

He quickly tied his hair up and patted the boy's head. "All done."

Youlu shook her ponytail with satisfaction, "I didn't expect my brother-in-law to have this skill."

"When you're on a military campaign, you have to take care of your daily needs on your own, so you'll naturally learn how," Cang Shuyue replied calmly, lifting the carriage curtain and getting out of the carriage.

Yinwu lurked outside the carriage curtain, wanting to lift it to take a look, but he was afraid of seeing something he shouldn't. In his hesitation, he bumped into Cang Shuyue, who was getting out of the carriage.

"Hehe, your subordinate is here to deliver breakfast and insects to the Seventh Prince." He picked up the food box in his hand.

Cang Shuyue pursed her lips, jumped off the carriage, and walked past him.

"Hey! Master, wait for me!"

Yinwu hurriedly pushed the food box and the box containing the insects into the carriage curtain and chased after his master.

Youlu lifted the carriage curtain to take a look, and said in confusion, "Why are these two, master and servant, acting so strangely? Never mind, let's eat breakfast first."

He poured the insects from the box into the Jade Box, wiped his hands, took out the warm fish porridge from the food box, and enjoyed a delicious breakfast with Xiao Gua.

Cang Shuyue returned to the courtyard and stood in front of the storeroom door, supervising the guards as they carried silver chests back and forth. His face was cold and indifferent, looking no different from usual.

Yinwu scratched his head and hesitated several times before finally speaking with a forced smile, as if a warrior had made a painful decision: "The Seventh Prince is quick-witted and eloquent. No wonder the Emperor and Empress dote on him so much, and the First Prince also dotes on this younger brother."

Every word he uttered was a reminder.

"I know," Cang Shuyue replied, his expression unchanged.

Yinwu felt like he had punched cotton. He gritted his teeth and said, "The Seventh Prince is young and doesn't know any better. He doesn't have a stable mind yet. He speaks and acts based on his mood and can't be taken seriously. However, he still respects you as his elder."

He deliberately emphasized the words "elders" and "respect and love".

Cang Shuyue glanced at him, her expression somewhat dazed. "But he said he wanted to assault me, and even wanted to touch me..."

Yinwu: "!!!"

Seventh Prince, what kind of outrageous things have you said to my master, who has remained chaste for twenty-eight years?! No wonder even an iron tree can bloom!

Shocked, Yinwu had deep doubts. If his master encountered the Seventh Prince, would the Seventh Prince really be the one to suffer? Should he really be worried about the Seventh Prince?

Thinking hard.