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After thinking it over, Chu Xingyao slowly stopped the tears that were rolling down her face like pearls from a broken string.

She raised her head and looked at her father, Chu Huaizhong, with her still slightly red and swollen eyes.

Then she gently reached out and hugged his arms, saying softly:

"It's alright, Daddy. Look, I've cried all my tears. I'm really all better now."

"It's all my fault, I've made my father worry."

After saying that, she smiled shyly, a smile that carried a hint of guilt and coquettishness.

Then, as if remembering something, Chu Xingyao hurriedly urged:

"There are so many guests waiting for Father and Brother to greet them. You should hurry up and not keep them waiting."

Although her voice was still a little choked up, you could still hear the understanding and obedience in it.

Chu Huaizhong looked worried. He frowned and kept his eyes fixed on his daughter, as if trying to see a hint of reluctance or pain in her expression.

However, faced with his daughter's firm stance, he ultimately said nothing more.

Just before leaving, he stroked Chu Xingyao's hair again with a look of affection and whispered comforting words:

"Don't be afraid, my dear. No matter what happens, Daddy is here for you. Please don't be sad anymore."

Hearing her father's words, Chu Xingyao nodded emphatically, then responded sweetly:

"Thank you, Father, I understand!" Her charming and adorable appearance made one's heart ache with affection.

Her two older brothers gave her a few words of advice, and then left with their father.

She was thinking about what had happened today, wondering how she could make it up to Jun Jiuxiao.

He remembered that in his previous life he often worked in the study until very late, and sometimes he would even stay in the study.

She remembered what she should send to Jun Jiuxiao. She wanted to make some calming incense for him using spiritual spring water, and if she could finish it quickly, it could be used tonight.

She called over Big White: "Big White, you're fast on your feet. I've made a list, go and buy some medicinal herbs."

Da Bai accepted the order and left.

During this time, Chu Xingyao prepared the tools for making incense.

She entered the space and skillfully began making a cake, remembering that Jun Jiuxiao loved sweets.

Beat the eggs—whisk the cream—make the cake base—decorate the cake. In the blink of an eye, it's done—a very beautiful cake.

She added a lot more tempting fresh strawberries on top.

She kept it in the space to keep it fresh because she still needed to make calming incense.

Soon after, Da Bai returned with the medicinal herbs. There was also a bracelet that said:

"This is from Miss Qin Wanning. She said you're already resting, so she won't bother you."

Chu Xingyao smiled when she saw the bracelet, which was of superior color and quality.

She then nodded to Da Bai, guessing that her father had just left and, fearing being disturbed, had said that she was already resting.

50 grams of agarwood, 25 grams of lavender, 15 grams of angelica dahurica, 20 grams of milky white powder, 15 grams of benzoin, 5 grams of sweet sage... She weighed them and ground some into powder.

Da Bai asked, puzzled, "What are you doing, Miss?"

She didn't even look up when she said "calming incense," her movements swift and precise.

Chu Xingyao was busy in her boudoir, fiddling with medicinal herbs while talking to herself:

"Agarwood, lavender, angelica... Hmm, the proportions should be correct, right?"

As the hours passed, the incense finally began to take shape.

According to traditional methods, the next step is to patiently wait for it to air dry slowly, but Chu Xingyao is an impatient person and she can't wait that long.

Her eyes lit up, and an idea came to her: "Why not use an oven to speed up the process? I'm a genius!"

She carefully placed the incense into the oven, adjusted it to the "slow roast" mode, and then sat down, smugly waiting for her masterpiece.

She even started imagining Jun Jiuxiao's surprised expression when he received the gift, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "I'm sure I can succeed this time and make her praise me properly."

However, just as she was immersed in her beautiful fantasy, a burnt smell interrupted her thoughts.

She rushed to the oven in a panic, only to find that the incense had been burned black.

Chu Xingyao was dumbfounded, on the verge of tears: "Oh my god, what did I do? This oven-baked calming incense is probably only going to make people have insomnia."

She cheered herself up, thinking, "It's okay, at worst I can just try again."

Finally, on her third attempt, she succeeded. The calming incense emitted a faint fragrance that soothed the mind.

Chu Xingyao was overjoyed. She jumped up and cheered, "I did it! I did it! Jun Jiuxiao, get ready for my surprise!"

She immediately sat down and began writing a letter to Jun Jiuxiao, filled with her playfulness and anticipation:

Your Highness, the War King:

I am deeply grateful for Your Highness's rescue today, and have prepared this small gift to express my gratitude.

Hearing that Your Highness is busy with countless affairs of state day and night, and that the dim light of candles might harm your eyes, a solar-powered lamp has been specially made for your nighttime reading.

May this lamp dispel the long night for Your Highness, illuminate your desk, and not harm your bright, starry eyes.

However, even with this lamp, Your Highness should not forget to take care of your health and not be too tired late at night.

Although official duties are numerous, our bodies and hair are gifts from our parents, and we must cherish them.

A specially made calming incense stick, wishing you good sleep and sweet dreams every night.

In the stillness of the night, I imagine you too must be hungry at times.

Therefore, I have prepared a small "cake" as a snack. It is sweet but not greasy, soft and delicious, and I hope it can help relieve your hunger.

This was made by my own hands. Although it cannot compare to the delicacies of the palace, it is made with my heart.

May His Highness the War King accept this gift with pleasure, and not reject it because it seems insignificant. — Chu Xingyao (handwritten)

She called Big White over and patiently taught him how to use the solar-powered floor lamp. Her voice was gentle and detailed: "Big White, this lamp needs to be placed in the sunlight. After it absorbs enough sunlight, it will light up on its own at night."

If it loses its shine, place it back in the sunlight to allow it to regain its brightness.

She explained and demonstrated, making sure that Baymax could fully understand.

Then, she handed the sweet cake and solar-powered floor lamp to Cola, whispering her instructions:

"Cola, this cake is a late-night snack for His Highness the War King. You and Da Bai should deliver it together and make sure to hand it to him personally."

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, and she silently prayed that Jun Jiuxiao would like these small tokens of his affection.

Da Bai and Ke Le accepted the order and left. Chu Xingyao stood at the door, watching their figures disappear into the night. Her heart was filled with anticipation and nervousness.

She hoped these gifts could make up for the previous misunderstanding and give her a chance to express her true feelings to Jun Jiuxiao.

Meanwhile, in the study of the War King's mansion, the chief secretary Yan Qing sat opposite Jun Jiuxiao, reporting the results of his investigation into Chu Xingyao:

“Your Highness, I have investigated all those around Miss Chu over the past seven years. Apart from Prince Zhou Xiannan and her cousins, there is only Jun Xuance.”

He paused, then cautiously guessed, "Could it be that Miss Chu is in love with Prince Zhou?"

Jun Jiuxiao's eyes instantly turned as cold as knives, and Yan Qing immediately fell silent, daring not to say another word.