Lin Zichan just lay back on the bed.

The door knocked.

The five of them escorted An Ning and An Youyou to Wenzhou, staying in three separate rooms.

He was alone, so he stayed in one room by himself.

He got up and sat by the open door.

Looking at Guan Yu standing at the door, handing him a box of ointment.

Lin Zichan was surprised.

"The young lady gave it to you," Guan Yu said directly, "and asked me to apply the medicine for you."

Lin Zichan looked at the ointment.

He hadn’t planned to deal with the injury, nor did he have ointment for it, and the burn would heal in a few days anyway.

"Where is the injury?" Guan Yu asked him.

Lin Zichan still extended his hand.

For someone who played with swords and spears, this little injury was nothing, and Guan Yu didn’t react much, his movements were habitually rough.

Lin Zichan frowned, but didn’t remind him.

"Are you the young lady’s personal guard at the Imperial Palace?" Guan Yu asked.

After returning from Mobei, they didn’t enter the palace, and the young lady settled them in a mansion in Xun City, so they didn’t know much about what was happening inside the palace.

"No."

"No?" Guan Yu was surprised, "I somehow feel the young lady treats you differently."

Lin Zichan’s eyes moved slightly, looking at Guan Yu.

"I thought you had been by the young lady’s side for a long time," Guan Yu murmured, "and the little young lady seems quite reliant on you too."

Lin Zichan said nothing.

"Alright, get some sleep early, we have to hurry on the road tomorrow."

"Thank you."

Guan Yu left.

Lin Zichan returned to the bed.

His eyes just stared straight at the mosquito net above.

Treat him... differently?!

...

The next day.

Everyone got up and had breakfast.

An Youyou gnawed on a steamed bun.

Perhaps it was because she ate too many delicacies in the Imperial Palace, An Youyou suddenly thought the steamed bun was fragrant.

She finished one, took a sip of water, and then suddenly thought, "Where’s Guard Lin?"

An Ning’s eyes moved slightly.

Elegantly continuing to eat the simple breakfast.

"Little young lady, Lin Zichan should be feeding the horses," Guan Yu replied.

"Isn’t he having breakfast?" An Youyou asked.

"I’ll bring him two steamed buns later."

An Youyou pouted her little mouth.

She suddenly stuffed the remaining big steamed bun into her mouth.

"Youyou, be more refined." An Ning cautioned, seeing she was almost choking.

An Youyou finally swallowed the bun.

She quickly took another sip of water, her little chubby hand grabbed two big steamed buns, "I’m going to find Guard Lin."

"Little young lady, the stable is dirty..."

"Don’t worry about her." An Ning leisurely continued to eat breakfast.

Seemingly indifferent to An Youyou.

Seeing the young lady so unconcerned, Guan Yu didn’t bother either.

An Youyou took the two big steamed buns and ran to the stable.

Her steps were a bit fast.

From afar, she saw Lin Zichan feeding grass to the horses. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

An Youyou was a bit excited.

"Guard Lin... ah!" An Youyou stumbled.

Fell directly to the ground.

Lin Zichan heard the noise and quickly put down the grass in his hand, ran swiftly towards An Youyou, and picked her up from the ground, "Princess."

"Wuwu..." An Youyou’s eyes were filled with tears.

"Where did you fall?" Lin Zichan asked nervously.

Lowered his head to check her body.

"No, my bun..." An Youyou shook her head, pitifully gazing at the white bun on the ground.

Because it was grassland.

An Youyou had a lot of flesh, so she actually didn’t hurt herself from falling.

Lin Zichan smiled helplessly, "Princess, if you want to eat buns, just go back to the inn and get more."

"I brought them for you." An Youyou said, feeling aggrieved.

Lin Zichan blinked.

"You haven’t had breakfast, you’ll get hungry on the road. Now they’re on the ground." An Youyou felt sad, "I’ll go get more for you."

"No need." Lin Zichan said.

Saying this, he squatted down and picked up the bun.

Then said to An Youyou, "We’ll just wipe it off a bit, then tear off the outer layer of the bun, the inside is clean, and we can eat it."

Speaking.

Lin Zichan had already torn off the bun skin, and ate the inside of the bun, praising, "Very tasty."

An Youyou laughed through tears.

Quickly picked up the other bun from the ground, mimicked Lin Zichan’s way, wiped it and blew on it, then clumsily tore the bun skin, "You eat slowly, I’ll help you tear the bun skin."

Lin Zichan smiled.

His heart was genuinely warmed.

An Ning just watched the two in front.

Looking at their interaction, she turned and left.