Chapter 377

"I said, the crown really suits you, my princess." Jiang Liangjin lowered his head to look at her, his other hand holding her shawl.

Mu Youyu tapped her own face with one hand, "I think so too."

The brothers also hurried forward, Mu Xi laughed and praised: "Our little treasure is a blockbuster."

Mu Youyu flashed him a bright smile, "Right, right!"

The dress she and A Jin picked out is definitely beautiful.

Mu Xin followed behind him, as he approached his gaze lingered on his sister's face for a moment, confirming she was fine before he slightly nodded, "Qing An would dodge, though."

His tone was light, giving no hint of joy or anger.

Mu Youyu, however, knew her brother's temperament, reached out and tugged his sleeve, "Brother, you're not happy, are you?"

Mu Xin lowered his eyes to look at her, his voice softened: "No, just let him give a heads-up next time."

Jun Chenling listened from the side, "A Xin, if Qing An could give advance notice, would he still be Qing An? And besides, what 'next time' is there for this kind of thing?"

Mu Xin glanced at him, saying nothing.

Mu Youyu also didn't continue discussing the topic.

On the other side, Song Yan and Song Lujing had already eagerly crowded up to Mu Youyu, holding up their phones to pull her into a selfie.

The two chatted back and forth, eager to snap the photo and post it on their moments to show off.

Mu Xianqi saw this, directly reached out to gently push the two aside, one hand naturally wrapping around his sister's shoulder, "Photos need order, first come first served, you get that?"

Song Yan was speechless, "I was first."

Mu Xianqi raised an eyebrow, full of confidence, "I meant order by size."

Seeing Song Yan wanting to argue with him, Song Lujing pressed a hand on his shoulder, "No problem, we respect elders and love the young, he'll die before us."

Saying that, he turned his gaze to Mu Xianqi, "Brother, please."

Song Yan felt much better, "Please, please, please."

Mu Xianqi choked.

Mu Youyu couldn't say anything either, so she quietly pulled Jiang Liangjin back half a step to avoid that bunch of immature brothers.

As for Qing An, the moment he stepped off stage he was stopped by the king and queen, who repeatedly checked if he had really let go of his anger, so he couldn't get away for a while and couldn't find his sister right away.

Just as the brothers were again gathering around the sister to joke, a hesitant call came from behind Jiang Liangjin: "Brother."

Mu Youyu was being made to laugh by the brothers, hearing that she instinctively froze, out of the corner of her eye she saw a small figure walking toward them.

It was a boy.

He was slender, wrapped in an oversized black coat, his hat pulled low, covering most of his face, revealing only a faint hint of lips and a pale jaw.

Mu Youyu's gaze fell on the back of his hand exposed outside, where a clean band-aid was stuck, the mark fresh, clearly from a recent injection.

She was startled, not expecting to see him here.

Jiang Liangjin followed her gaze, and the moment he made out that figure, his tone held a hint of surprise: "How did you come over?"

"Just out for a walk." The other party stepped up to the few people, raised his head, and answered obediently.

Jiang Liangjin reached out, pushing up the brim of his wide hat, revealing his whole delicate face.

Under the brim appeared a pair of dark eyes, now fixed on Jiang Liangjin, then slowly shifting to Mu Youyu beside him, "Sister-in-law... Yu sister, hello."

Mu Youyu knew him: the son of Uncle Jiang Yuan, cousin of A Jin, about half a year younger than her, a boy who had been physically frail since childhood but had a lovable personality.

She instinctively let go of Jiang Liangjin's hand, stepped forward, slightly bent down to meet his eyes, "It's our little Zhou, how did you come over? Did you come alone?"

"I came specially to see you, I had those two brothers bring me here." Zhu Zhou turned his head, gesturing to the two bodyguards standing not far away.

The bodyguards, hearing their aloof young master again call them that in front of these people, were almost moved to flail their arms and legs excitedly.

The young master hadn't voluntarily called them "brother" for over two months; this utterance made their hearts melt outright.

Jiang Liangjin's relationship with his third uncle Jiang Yuan has always been close; compared to the other cousins, he is still more willing to engage with the taciturn Zhu Zhou.

Upon hearing that, he merely gave a light nod, without asking further.

Mu Youyu reached out and lightly touched his coat, feeling the fabric thin, "Aren't you cold? Why wear so little, don't catch a chill."

Zhu Zhou shook his head, "Not cold, Sister Yu, this place has heating."

He paused, then added, "Sister Yu, you look very beautiful today."

Mu Youyu's eyes crinkled at his earnest praise, "Zhou, have you been eating well lately?"

Zhu Zhou gave a soft "hmm," his gaze sweeping past her to the crowd behind her.

Mu Xi stood at the front, seeing him look over, she gave a slight nod, "Long time no see."

Zhu Zhou obediently called out, "Brother Xi."

Mu Xin also stepped forward, his gaze lingering on Zhu Zhou's face a moment, "Your complexion looks better than last time."

Zhu Zhou nodded, "Yeah, much better lately."

Jun Chenling stood beside Mu Xin, "Yo, do you still remember me?"

Zhu Zhou glanced at him, his tone still obedient, "Brother Li."

Jun Chenling withdrew his gaze, "Fine, your memory's not bad."

Mu Xianqi walked over, stared at Zhu Zhou for a while, held back for a long time, finally managed a genuine compliment: "You've gotten whiter."

Zhu Zhou remained polite in his greeting, showing no impatience.

Song Yusui was the last to come over, he looked Zhu Zhou up and down, then clicked his tongue, "Zhu Zhou, you're still just a little pudding, huh? I haven't seen you in two months, why haven't you grown at all?"

Zhu Zhou, hearing that, lifted his eyes, his dark gaze locking onto Song Yusui for a moment, then softly said, "Brother Yusui, I've grown two centimeters."

Some people, seeing his earnest rebuttal, couldn't help but curl the corners of their mouths.

Song Yusui was also amused, he flicked Zhu Zhou's hat brim, "Fine, fine, fine, you grew, you grew—our little Zhou just grows slowly, not that he didn't grow."

Zhu Zhou slightly tilted his head to dodge the hand, not really annoyed, just lowered his eyes.

Song Yusui looked at him, still the same quiet and gentle as before, deliberately reached out to ruffle his hat again, "How's your health been lately?"

"All right." Zhu Zhou didn't dodge this time, obediently let him rub, the hat was rubbed askew, revealing a small patch of soft bangs, "The doctor said I've been recovering well lately, I can go out for a walk."

"Really great, knowing to listen to the doctor—that's what a good child is."

Zhu Zhou pressed their lips together.

Song Lujing and Song Yan stood to the side, Song Lujing muttered softly: "How come I feel like I've never seen him?"

Jiang Liangjin heard, looked at him and introduced: "Zhu Zhou."

Song Lujing looked bewildered: "I don't know him."

Song Yan lowered his voice and replied to him: "You've come few times, of course you haven't seen him—he's the son of Uncle Jiang Yuan, raised in M Guo since childhood, his health is poor, so he rarely goes out."

Song Lujing let out an "oh", his gaze fell on Zhu Zhou, staring for a few seconds.

The son of that Uncle Jiang Yuan who is said to have connections with the military?