An inappropriate thought flashed through Shen Changji's mind. He suddenly sat up from the bed, his eyes slightly red.

Suddenly, even the lone eagle was startled.

"Master...you're awake!"

"What are you doing here?" Shen Changji's expression softened slightly.

"It's almost time. I was just about to come in and wake Master up."

Shen Changji glanced at the sky outside, rubbed his temples with his large hand, and said in a deep voice, "She was just here?"

"Huh? Who?"

The lone eagle was caught off guard by the question.

When he met his master's restrained face, he knew who he was asking.

“Miss Biao did come by just now, bringing some auspicious cakes as a token of her gratitude to Master for yesterday.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Changji scoffed softly, unable to help but recall what she had said yesterday.

Those words of liking...

"Master, before Miss Cousin came, she also sent the second and third wives. They are probably in the old lady's room now."

The implication is that Su Miao didn't specifically give it to Shen Changji.

Instead, gifts were given to everyone in the mansion!

Shen Changji's expression darkened slightly: "When did your speech become so disjointed? Can't you finish speaking in one go?!"

Seeing this, Lone Eagle suppressed a smile and coughed lightly, "It's my dereliction of duty!"

"Wash up!"

"yes!"

After a long and quiet wash, Lone Eagle prepared breakfast.

He assumed that Shen Changji was interested in what Su Miao had sent, so he took it away.

Unexpectedly, Shen Changji asked about the pastry, so Lone Eagle had no choice but to bring it out again.

The moment he opened it, Shen Changji's expression darkened slightly.

"Isn't it a lucky cake?"

But what was placed in front of him was osmanthus cake.

"I don't know... but the second and third branches all have Ruyi cakes!" Lone Eagle paused for a moment.

Shen Changji took a small bite.

The rich aroma of osmanthus blossoms fills the mouth, the texture is soft and delicate, and the sweetness is just right.

He paused, looking at the osmanthus cake in his hand; the taste was familiar…

A soft, sweet voice kept popping into his mind.

"Osmanthus cake, here you go! You're injured, you need to eat something, eat up! It's delicious!"

Her hands, slightly covered in mud, timidly handed him a osmanthus cake wrapped in a handkerchief.

He wasn't tall, but his face was beaming with a smile.

Shen Changji's heart sank, and he couldn't help but reach out and pick up the second piece.

"She made this?"

"Yes! If Master doesn't find it to his liking..."

"No. How's the investigation I asked you to do going?"

"The investigation is still ongoing, but not much has been uncovered yet. Perhaps Miss Biao really does like you."

Upon hearing this, Shen Changji narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression dark and unreadable, and remained silent.

He ate half a plate of osmanthus cake in succession, then got up and went out.

Just then, Su Miao returned from Grandma Shen's place.

Shen Changji saw her as soon as he stepped out.

Su Miao wore a light pink satin dress, with a tassel hair ornament in her hair. She smiled sweetly, untouched by worldly dust.

The moment she saw him, Su Miaojiao cried out, "Brother!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she walked up to him.

"Thank you for your concern last night, brother. I wonder if the pastries were to your liking?"

Su Miao looked at him expectantly with a smile in her eyes.

From the emotion in Chen Changji's eyes, Su Miao knew what this man was curious about.

She lowered her voice, leaned closer to Shen Changji, and explained, word by word, "My brother is the one I love. What I give to my beloved must naturally be different from what I give to others."

As Su Miao spoke, the tenderness in her eyes spread to the corners of her eyes, her affection intertwined with hidden feelings.

He was different from her, and unique to her.

You have to treat your sweetheart differently...

When Su Miao said those words, a slight bitterness flashed through her heart.

Shen Changji saw Su Miao's expression and replied calmly, "The taste is not bad."

Hearing this, Su Miao concealed her true feelings and smiled, saying, "Then I'd like to eat the sugar crisps from West Alley. When you finish your work, could you bring them back for me?"

He glanced at her with a long, silent gaze, and for some reason, he agreed.

Upon hearing this, Su Miao's smile widened. "Then... I'll wait for you, brother!"

The word "wait" caused Chen Changji's eyes to darken slightly.