Father, who is both a heir and a descendant, is still biased; the bound system has gone berserk.

The convoy proceeded in an orderly fashion. Young Master Jiang learned of the Crown Prince's identity and his face turned ashen.

Miss Jiang, unaware of the truth, tried to persuade him all the way.

Unfortunately, no matter what she said, Ying Yufu and her group remained resolute and refused to let them go.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

They had already traveled far from the capital, thousands of miles away.

Young Master Jiang and Miss Jiang were as if they had lost their parents.

They were covered in dust and looked disheveled.

"Brother Ying!" Young Master Jiang's weak voice came from the carriage next to him.

The Crown Prince and Ying Yufu were in another carriage. When they heard his voice, neither of them both paid any attention to him.

"Brother Ying, please pay attention to me! Even if you want us to travel with you, you can't not let us rest!"

"Brother Ying, let's take a rest. It's been five days. Even if you're not tired, you should at least wash up. You're probably getting lice."

Young Master Jiang's scream startled the birds flying along the forest path.

On horseback, Shangguan Fei lowered her eyebrows and subconsciously scratched her back.

Inside the carriage, the Crown Prince and Ying Yufu's expressions also changed slightly. They were both feeling the strain of not having changed their clothes for five days.

I originally planned to take a break.

As darkness fell, Yu Li called out from ahead, "Young master, young lady, there's a waterfall and a mountain spring ahead."

There's no village or shop in sight here, so if you want to change your clothes, you really can only get spring water.

"What? In this freezing weather, are we really going to wash directly in spring water?" Young Master Jiang's expression changed. "We men can bear it, but the girls are all afraid of the cold, how can they suffer like this?"

The Crown Prince sneered, "Young Master Jiang, why don't we continue on our way? Perhaps we can reach an inn by the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."

Do we have to wait until the afternoon of the day after tomorrow?

Young Master Jiang's face showed pain, and he obediently shut his mouth.

The quiet young lady, Wenqin, said, "Young master, we can only boil water ourselves and wash with cloths."

Young Master Jiang had no choice but to agree.

Then they saw the Flying Tigers begin setting up tents.

And there's more than one.

After setting up five tents of moderate size, they somehow produced two wooden buckets, three water buckets, and two large iron pots.

Young Master Jiang's eyes widened. "Brother Ying, are you going to boil water for a bath? I didn't expect you to bring a bathtub. We can take turns using it, right?"

The Crown Prince glanced at him and said, "Of course, we can't let Young Master Jiang suffer."

Young Master Jiang immediately showed his first expression of emotion in days.

The girls took turns using one bathtub, while a group of men took turns using the other.

Young Master Jiang waited anxiously outside the tent.

After the Flying Tigers had all finished washing up feeling refreshed, Young Master Jiang changed the water in the tub and eagerly soaked in it.

Surprisingly, he didn't have the two girls serve him.

As the prince passed by Young Master Jiang's tent, he suddenly heard a low sigh coming from inside: "Hmm... that strong masculine scent!"

The prince twisted his ankle, gasped in pain, and turned to look at the shadow in the tent with a shocked expression.

This damn manly scent.

"Young Master Ying!" Miss Jiang's voice rang out from behind.

The prince turned around and saw that Miss Jiang had changed into a simple green dress. In the moonlight, she stood there with an ethereal quality.

"Miss Jiang, is something the matter?"

Miss Jiang said, "Thank you for taking care of me on this journey, Young Master Ying and Miss Mu."

The prince smiled and said, "It's all fate."

Miss Jiang paused for a moment, then asked, "May I ask what kind of relatives Young Master Jiang and Miss Mu are going to visit in the south?"

"An uncle, perhaps," the prince said.

"I see. May I ask where Young Master Jiang's uncle is, and how much longer until we reach his house?"

Miss Jiang held onto a sliver of hope, wishing she would never encounter her father.

The crown prince said, "I'm not entirely sure about that either."

Miss Jiang's eyes widened. "What do you mean by that, Young Master Ying? You're going to stay with relatives, but you're unsure where you're going?"

Crown Prince: "Yes, this uncle was originally from Qinjiang Province, but I heard that he also went north. We might meet him on our way."

Miss Jiang: "..."

Suddenly, a sense of foreboding arose in Miss Jiang's heart.

But she couldn't explain why.

Just then, Ying Yufu walked over, holding two steaming hot meat-filled pancakes.

Miss Jiang turned her head to look and couldn't help but swallow.

I'm so hungry.

Along the way, they ate coarse, hard cornbread and hadn't tasted any meat for several days.

Ying Yufu gave one of the cakes to the Crown Prince, saying, "Brother Xu, have a taste."

The crown prince smiled and accepted it.

Miss Jiang swallowed hard. "Miss Mu, are there any extra pancakes?"

Ying Yufu asked, "Miss Jiang, would you like some?"

Jiang thought to herself, "Why did I ask you if I didn't want to eat?"

She was about to nod when Ying Yufu said, "That's all."

Miss Jiang choked.

A moment later, Miss Jiang sat in the tent, munching on a coarse, hard cornbread.

"At least they gave us a tent," Yan Qi said.

Miss Jiang glanced at the three male concubines and sighed softly.

In the middle of the night, the prince couldn't sleep. Not far from him were feints and attacks.

The phrase "this rich, masculine fragrance" kept swirling in the prince's mind!

"Damn it, what a scoundrel of a man's fragrance!" The prince stood up abruptly, his eyes bruised.

Both Feint to the East and Attack to the West jumped up from the nearby military palanquins with a start, looking at the Crown Prince in horror. "Your Highness, what did you say?"

The crown prince's face was ashen. He glanced at them and said, "Come with me."

They exchanged a glance, feinted to the east while attacking in the west, and then got up and followed the Crown Prince.

When the Crown Prince arrived at the outer room, he saw Ying Yufu also sneaking out of the tent.

Then there's Shangguan Fei.

Then came the black spirit bone, and the insect.

When the group met, Ying Yufu held up one finger.

The two groups met up, and the Crown Prince asked, "Fu'er, why are you all out here too?"

Ying Yufu pointed to her ears and said with distress, "My hearing is too good, they are too noisy."

The prince's eyes lit up: "Who?"

Ying Yufu pointed to the jungle not far from you.

As they cautiously approached, they heard a series of suggestive sucking sounds coming from the jungle.

"Senior brother, be gentle."

"Junior sister, I can't help it! Those two devils are awful! I'm going crazy! Junior sister, quick, hold me tight!"

The two huddled together, wishing they could meld each other into one another.

The girl sobbed softly, then quieted down after a moment.

"Senior brother, so fast? Did those two demons go too far and damage your body?"

The man was silent for a moment, then said, "Perhaps I'm too nervous."

The girl was silent for a while. "Senior brother, should we run away? I think those two demons are going to the capital. Zhen Shui Gong probably won't be going back. If we run away, they'll have a new target and shouldn't chase after us."

"Junior sister, we can escape, but what about our sect? What will happen to Master? What will happen to our fellow disciples?"

The girl sobbed softly, "So, will we just stay like this forever?"