Zhong Muyu found his appearance strange, but he was more serious than ever before.

"Of course! How could I not recognize what I made?"

I made so many trinkets in the palace, and carried them around to play with. I lost quite a few of them. The other day I saw you had this in your study, and I was wondering how it ended up with you.”

As if to prove himself, Zhong Muyu picked up the kite and quickly disassembled and twisted it, changing its shape and even its wings.

Lu Ziyuan had reassembled it like this before when he played with it.

At this moment, Zhong Muyu suddenly twisted off the kite head and handed it to him: "You didn't check it carefully, did you? Actually, all my things are labeled."

In this era, people who can make their own things will carve their own mark in hidden places on the objects, and Zhong Muyu is no exception.

The original owner had engraved the character "羽" on every piece of her work, which happened to be the same habit Zhong Muyu had when making things.

Lu Ziyuan took it and saw that there was indeed a "feather" carved on the cross-section of the wood.

"It really was you! It was actually you!"

Lu Ziyuan's emotions were somewhat complicated.

He was overjoyed that he had finally found the person, but at the same time he wanted to beat himself for being too trusting, because when Su Zhirou came to claim her, he thought it was Su Zhirou.

Zhong Muyu asked with a curious look, "You're acting really strange today. What's going on?"

Lu Ziyuan put down the wood and unconsciously grabbed Zhong Muyu's hand, but she immediately pulled it away.

"Talk it out properly, don't get physical."

Lu Ziyuan disregarded his embarrassment and told Zhong Muyu about the kite.

Zhong Muyu was speechless.

Could this person be any more stupid?

No, perhaps it was precisely because he was too innocent after years of experience that he was able to fall for Su Zhirou's tricks so easily.

Lu Ziyuan said sincerely, "Zhong Muyu, I am really sorry for what happened before. Don't worry, I will tell Su Zhirou about this. She lied to me and she will pay the price for it."

Zhong Muyu looked at her with amusement: "It's clearly your own problem, yet you want others to pay the price. She lied to you to get close to you, but don't you like her? Why are you still fussing over these things?"

"I...don't like her."

"Oh? You've grown tired of the old and crave the new?"

What do you mean by being fickle!

"She pulled me aside and talked to me a lot. We only met twice after that. On the battlefield, I was a man whose life was in constant danger, but she said she didn't care. At that time, I thought that it was better to marry someone I was on good terms with than to marry a girl I had never met."

Besides, when the Emperor bestowed the marriage upon us, I was indeed angry because of the rumors you had spread, which is why I was dissatisfied with you.

Zhong Muyu sighed as she listened to his explanation.

Lu Ziyuan is really incredibly naive. However, he is only twenty years old now, and he was only a teenager when he met Su Zhirou. He has always been in the military and has never experienced the intricacies of women's lives, so it is understandable that he was deceived.

"I thought you two were so deeply in love, and this is all you're telling me? Bro, don't dwell on the lie. She's your woman now, and feelings can be cultivated over time!"

Zhong Muyu spoke with the earnestness of a relationship guru.

But Lu Ziyuan felt a chill in his heart.

Why is she always so persistent in trying to bring herself and Su Zhirou together?

For a moment, he was somewhat dissatisfied: "Then you are also my woman, we can cultivate our feelings slowly."

Zhong Muyu then belatedly realized that she was a princess.

"I don't think... we can train them."

"I don't think so. Anyway, you can't get rid of your status as a princess, so why not give it a try?"

Seeing Lu Ziyuan's confident demeanor, Zhong Muyu became increasingly convinced that this guy was up to something.

Why bother building a relationship with her properly? Just for a broken kite from childhood?

Zhong Muyu had no choice but to change the subject: "Don't involve me in these matters. You should think about how to handle your own affairs."

"Of course, I will go and talk to her to clear things up, but I hope you can help me with the things at the military camp. Only you can do it."

You'll definitely get your fair share of compensation.

Seeing Zhong Muyu's attitude of doing things for money, Lu Ziyuan quickly added a comment.

He knew his image wasn't good with Zhong Muyu, so since he couldn't win her over with money, he decided to use it.

Zhong Muyu was pleased with his responsiveness: "How much?"

"One thousand taels of silver!"

"That's a big deal! It's settled then!"

Seeing Zhong Muyu's straightforwardness, Lu Ziyuan was also very pleased. Modifying a few tanks didn't cost that much money at all. After all, Zhong Muyu was his man, so wasn't his money also Zhong Muyu's money?

"Then pack your things. Tomorrow I'll have Chengfeng take you to the military camp. That place is rather simple and harsh, so remember to bring enough daily necessities."

After the matter was settled, Lu Ziyuan left, leaving the kite and blueprints behind. By the time Zhong Muyu remembered them, they were already far away.

Zhong Muyu put the kite head back in, racking her brains but still couldn't understand why Lu Ziyuan had caused all this trouble because of such a thing.

"princess."

Chengfeng walked over: "This is... the prince's kite? How did it end up here?"

Do you know anything about this kite?

Zhong Muyu fiddled with the kite and took a sip of tea.

Chengfeng thought for a moment and said, "I only know part of it. The prince said it was a token of love between him and Consort Su."

Zhong Muyu almost choked on her tea with laughter: "A token of love? That makes sense, actually. If it weren't for this kite, Su Zhirou wouldn't have been able to get together with Lu Ziyuan."

Seeing Zhong Muyu laughing so exaggeratedly, Chengfeng realized he had said the wrong thing.

He had another arduous task in coming to Zhong Muyu's side: to reconcile the prince and the princess. If he said such things at this time, it would be even less likely that the princess would reconcile with the prince.

So he quickly tried to salvage the situation: "But that was before. Recently, His Highness has become much colder towards Consort Su. Lately, His Highness has begun to suspect Consort Su. She was the one who claimed the kite back then, and the kite was made by someone else."

Zhong Muyu's laughter continued: "I don't know how to describe him. He actually believed Su Zhirou, that delicate and weak person? I feel like your prince needs to eat more walnuts."

"Eat walnuts?"

"Replenish this area more."

Zhong Muyu pointed to her head.

Chengfeng pouted; the princess's words were still as sharp as ever.

“The prince is not one to easily trust people. At that time, Consort Su came prepared, but the prince has never been good at dealing with women, so he was deceived by her.”

"As for matters of the heart, it takes skill for her to be able to deceive someone. You don't need to explain. What I care about most right now is the payment Lu Ziyuan is making for me."

Zhong Muyu hadn't walked far with the kite when she casually tossed it behind her, allowing Chengfeng to catch it.

"Your Highness, what's wrong...?"

"What your prince doesn't want, I'll give it to you!"

"Your Highness doesn't want it? This..."

Chengfeng held the kite, looking conflicted.

What on earth is going on?