The guard watched the two men leave, withdrew the hand he’d reached out, and hurried to catch up.

The appearance of the three of them—especially Di Wu Ya’s appearance—brought everything outside the hall to an instant standstill.

Everyone looked at their supreme Prince, not daring to move a muscle.

Di Wu Ya, however, didn’t slow his pace at all, striding past everyone.

Yu Jingfeng walked with mighty bearing, the corners of his mouth carrying a faint, easily noticed delight.

Only the guard walking at the rear wore a face full of worry.

Everyone watched the three of them pass by, wide-eyed, and only reacted once they had disappeared.

“What’s going on?”

“The Prince left? Where’s he going?”

“Is the matter resolved? Is this Lord Yu’s doing?”

“As long as it’s resolved! Resolved is good!”

“Lord Yu really does have a way with things—who knew he’d think of a solution the moment he came back!”

“Long Yi, do we still need to come up with suggestions for the Prince?”

Someone asked, no one knew who, and everyone turned to look at Long Yi, still carefully twisting their handkerchiefs.

Long Yi withdrew his gaze from the direction where Di Wu Ya and Yu Jingfeng had vanished, turned, and picked up a brush.

“His Highness hasn’t rescinded the order. I think we’d better put our hearts into it.”

“Boss, have you thought of something?” Long Shiyi walked over.

“It’s not that we’re not putting our hearts into it, we truly don’t understand this!” Long Wu sighed.

“Boss, what are you writing? Give me some reference!” Long Ba leaned in.

Seeing Long Yi still working hard, everyone’s momentary relief immediately turned back to tension.

“How exactly can we figure out what the Prince wants?”

“Why don’t we just ask Miss Jiu’er? As long as Miss Jiu’er likes it, that’s what the Prince wants.”

“You want to die! Didn’t we say it has to be kept secret?”

“Right, right, right, I really forgot…”

“……”

Soon, the area outside the hall grew lively again.

Meanwhile, at another residence, no one expected such an unexpected scene to unfold.

“Your Highness, no, not like that, don’t use so much force—look at me, like this, understand?”

“Your Highness, still not right. Xue Piao said this won’t work. This subordinate will demonstrate again, please watch carefully.”

“Oh! Your Highness, you…”

By Yu Jingfeng’s fifth complaint, Di Wu Ya set down the wooden pestle in his hand.

Yu Jingfeng met Di Wu Ya’s murderous gaze and immediately shut his mouth.

Heavens! He’d only just realized he’d almost called the Prince a fool.

Thank goodness the words hadn’t left his mouth, or he’d have been done for!

The Prince wasn’t foolish, the Prince was the cleverest! The Prince was wonderful!

If Yu Jingfeng had been a woman, he thought, he could probably have rattled off a whole string of flattering words.

But since he wasn’t a woman, he certainly couldn’t bring himself to say something so nauseating.

Yu Jingfeng bent down, gripped the pestle, and put on an apologetic smile.

“Your Highness, look—if you try exerting force like this, would it be better?”

“Miss Jiu’er said we mustn’t treat the medicine as an enemy—we should imagine it as a beautiful woman, and grind it with care.”

Yu Jingfeng demonstrated carefully, not even daring to raise his head at that moment.

Xiao Tian, stepping outside and seeing this scene, rubbed her eyes hard, looked again, then turned and ran off.

She went over, knocked on the door of the west wing chamber, pushed it open, walked in, and closed the door behind her.

“Jiu’er, guess who I just saw? It’s His Highness—His Highness is grinding medicine with Lord Yu.”

Xiao Tian, slightly out of breath, pressed a hand to her chest.

“Jiu’er, it’s really His Highness—it seems he doesn’t quite know how, and Lord Yu is even scolding him for it.”

“Do you… do you all want to go take a look? I didn’t see wrong, it’s definitely His Highness.”