After a slight pause, Yu Xi continued, "I believe Your Highness knows how to handle things properly, and I hope Your Highness will... prioritize the greater good."

Yu Xi had always wanted to say these words, but he couldn't bring himself to do so, because he found that the cold prince was very good to Ji Xingzhi, so good that it exceeded the bottom line. The prince was very different from usual when he treated Ji Xingzhi.

Normally, the prince was like a god in the clouds, cold and aloof, unattainable, without a trace of worldly air. But in front of Ji Xingzhi, the prince showed some of the emotions that a human being should have.

Although he was happy for the prince, but... this was definitely not a good thing. He couldn't bear to see the prince live a lonely life, and he also hoped that there would be someone to accompany the prince throughout his life, so that there would be a little warmth in the prince's lonely life.

But in the face of time, no one is qualified to accompany Xiao Moyan for his whole life.

Xiao Moyan listened to Yuxi's words, his expression remained calm. He glanced at Yuxi nonchalantly, stood up, and said to Yuxi as he passed by her: "You will deliver it in person."

Yu Xi was stunned. He was supposed to send her there personally? The round trip would take over a month, and by then, he'd probably still be pestered by that mischievous girl. By the time he got back to the capital of Lizhou, it would be at least two months.

Delivering a letter is such a simple thing that anyone in Liuyun Milin can do it. Did the prince deliberately send him away?

Turning back to watch Xiao Moyan leave, Yu Xi frowned even tighter: "Your Highness...are you dissatisfied with my talkativeness?"

Xiao Moyan didn't stop when he heard that. He just said without turning his head, "Let's go to Liuyun on the way."

Yu Xi froze. What? How could the Flowing Cloud Forest and Huazhou Kingdom, so far apart, be on the same route? The journey would take at least a month. Your Highness, your route is too convenient…

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Ji Xingzhi took a shower, changed into clean and comfortable clothes, put on a thick woolen coat and sat in the room. Although it was already spring, Wuyang was bordering Xuezhou, so there were occasional gusts of cold wind and light snow, and the weather was extremely cold.

The eunuch walked to Ji Xingzhi with a dry towel in one hand and two bottles of medicine in the other, and placed the medicine on the table next to him.

Ji Xingzhi looked at the medicine bottle on the table, his eyes moved slightly, as if he thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he picked up the medicine and ran out.

The eunuch was stunned when he saw Ji Xingzhi running out like this, then he immediately chased after her, shouting as he chased her: "Your Majesty, dry your hair before applying the medicine. It's easy to catch a cold if it's wet."

Ji Xingzhi stopped walking after hearing this, turned around and took the towel from the eunuch: "Eunuch, I'm going to find the emperor's uncle, you go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, he ran away again.

The eunuch looked at Ji Xingzhi's cheerful back and couldn't help but remind her: "Your Majesty, run slower, be careful not to fall... fall——"

Before the eunuch could finish his words, Ji Xingzhi fell flat on her face because she stepped on the hem of her clothes.

Ji Xingzhi got up without much care, patted his numb palms and knees, and continued to run towards Xiao Moyan's room. However, Ji Xingzhi, who had been taught a lesson, ran a little slower this time.

The eunuch couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

Ji Xingzhi's room and Xiao Moyan's room are actually not far from each other, they can be said to be very close, diagonally opposite each other.

When Ji Xingzhi pushed open Xiao Moyan's room holding a towel and medicine, she saw Xiao Moyan leaning on the bed with his eyes closed and a scroll in his hand.

Ji Xingzhi carefully closed the door and tiptoed to the bed. Looking at her uncle's handsome sleeping face, Ji Xingzhi couldn't help but become infatuated with him. He was quiet and peaceful, like an ink painting, and seemed like a banished immortal. Well, her uncle was handsome.

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