The knocking continued until evening.

...

night.

Xiao Yu returned to the Prince's Mansion.

I first asked Zhao Haining and learned that both Jin Mulan and Liu Aoxue had visited the Prince's Mansion during the day.

Murong Chong wandered around for a few hours before leaving.

"It seems that the two ladies are very interested in the Prince's residence."

"My eldest brother is the same... It seems that taking him to sleep with the moon butterfly wasn't a waste of time."

Knowing that Jin Mulan, Liu Aoxue, and Murong Chong were secretly looking after the Xiao Prince's mansion, Xiao Yu was completely relieved.

Then, Xiao Yu went to see Madam Xiao.

He finally quietly returned to the house.

The candlelight was still on inside. Xiao Yu gently knocked on the door and said, "Wife, your husband is back."

"Juro!"

Shen Youyu's voice immediately rang out from inside. She was clearly excited and quickly walked to the door and opened it.

Before Xiao Yu could even enter, she had already thrown herself into his arms.

"My wife is so warm and welcoming. It really proves the saying... A day apart feels like three autumns."

Xiao Yu said with a smile, as he also missed Shen Youyu just as much.

"A day apart feels like three autumns."

Shen Youyu pondered these words quietly, becoming somewhat lost in thought. After a long while, she finally came to her senses and murmured, "Shilang speaks eloquently; these eight words describe him so aptly..."

Although Madam Xiao and her sister-in-law treated Shen Youyu well, Yang Niannian was the only one she could truly confide in.

Therefore, when Xiao Yu was not in the palace, Shen Youyu's longing for him was just like these eight words.

A day apart feels like three autumns.