Interstellar Empire, Your Highness, please don’t get sick.

"Just open it." Guan You reached out and easily crushed the lock.

Yan Zhao opened his eyes wide: "Just like this? Wouldn't it be good?"

"Of course not." Guan You explained to him, "The dormitories of the secret guards need to be searched once a month to prevent them from using something to send messages. Because they are the closest guards to the royal family, they must be strictly monitored."

"I don't think this box looks like any spy secrets." Yan Zhao commented.

However, since this was the working rule of the secret guard, Yan Zhao did not interfere much and watched Guan You take out the contents and check them.

"It's a notebook." Guan You looked through it, his expression suddenly froze, and he said after a while, "It's his old diary. It turns out that he buried it under the tree I planted. I hope I can find it later."

"Can I see it?"

"Okay." Guan You handed him the diary.

This diary was written from when Miao Wenqi was transferred to Guan You as a secret guard.

[What the master said is finally coming. As a newly minted secret guard, I will be sent to protect the crown prince in the East Palace. I heard that naughty children are difficult to control. My ancestors bless me! 】

[It’s amazing that the Crown Prince is actually a quiet child. He stays in his room and reads every day. It’s easy to take care of him. 】

[I was totally wrong. Today is His Highness the Prince’s hunting day, and he actually punched a tiger to death in the hunting ground. 】

When Yan Zhao saw this, he raised his head and said, "If it were on the ancient earth, you would have broken the law by killing protected animals. But, why didn't I see a tiger in the hunting ground?"

"I sent people to drive the beast to another fenced area in advance."

Guan You said apologetically: "If you want to see it, I can take you there."

Yan Zhao shook his head: "No, I want to continue reading the diary now. Miao Wenqi's writing is so interesting."

[Although the Crown Prince doesn't speak, he doesn't seem to be an idiot. I saw him reading a book about topological insulators. To be honest, what kind of strange heavenly book is this? 】

[I competed with the little prince, and he actually completely tortured me = =]

[Is there really a problem with His Royal Highness’s mental health? A 5-year-old child does not need to speak every day, can do everything by himself, and is both civilized and martial...]

[I told Master that it would be best to find a doctor for His Royal Highness, but Master told me to stay out of the royal family’s affairs. Well, His Majesty the Emperor doesn't even come to the East Palace to see his son, so it's really not my turn to take care of him. 】

Yan Zhao turned the page, quietly leaned against Guan You, and patted the back of his hand to express comfort.

Guan You held his hand with his backhand.

"I can't turn the page with you like this." Yan Zhao said objectively.

"One, two, three...that's it."

Yan Zhao's hand was let go, and he felt like a kindergarten teacher. Children all like to hold the kindergarten teacher's hand.

[It’s another hunting day, and Taifu suggested that we plant trees to cultivate His Highness’ love for nature. He did a good job planting trees, but he didn't seem to have much emotion. 】

[His Royal Highness actually has a companion, a young master from the Marshal's family. This is the real naughty child. I, a dignified secret guard of the East Palace, have been reduced to collecting toys for him! 】

[Maybe it’s because Young Master Song is so annoying that His Highness can actually talk...]

Yan Zhao became more and more fascinated until he finished reading this book, as if he had read through Guan You's entire boring childhood.

"So, Miao Wenqi put the diary here after you were 12 years old. I hope you can change in the future and see your growth since childhood."

Yan Zhao understood in a low voice the message on the last page, which contained Miao Wenqi's best wishes to Guan You:

[I hope His Highness can find someone who can make him smile! 】

"I've found it." Guan You put the diary back into the box, buried it back under the willow tree, and put back the six stones that formed the pyramid as they were.

"It's so touching." Even someone like Yan Zhao, who is not very capable of feeling other people's emotions, felt his heart suddenly soften and pushed Guan You, "Why don't you return the diary to him? By the way, tell him that you have read it. That’s it.”

"Even if you look at me expectantly, I won't do this." Guan You held Yan Zhao's hand and stood up, fearing that his legs would be numb from squatting for too long.

Yan Zhao didn't understand, so Guan You explained: "Miao Wenqi usually behaves coolly in front of outsiders. I think it's better not to expose his time diary. I will choose a gift for him to express my gratitude."

At night, the two slept in a small cabin in the middle of the forest.

Since they are surrounded by various high-tech traps, they don't have to worry about being attacked by wild beasts.

In order to make Yan Zhao feel comfortable and get closer to each other, Guan You specially had two single beds brought in and placed side by side, with only ten centimeters between them.

"This is the first time I've slept in the same room with someone since we moved out of the school dormitory." Yan Zhao looked left and right in curiosity, "Oh, sleeping in the trenches doesn't count."

Guan You lay on his side facing him, looking at his face under the dim light of the desk lamp.

This does not affect Guan You's vision at all. Every expression of Yan Zhao is very vivid in his eyes.

"You are very brave." Guan You said softly, "Few mechanics can stay on the front line for so long."

Yan Zhao buried the part of his face below the bridge of his nose in the quilt and said sheepishly: "Actually, I was afraid of being discussed about hanging a large insect beast on a fighter jet and flying it back to the base, so I ran to the trench. Mixed up."

"You are being modest." Guan You concluded decisively.

"And you have a filter." Yan Zhao complained, revealed his face again, and looked at Guan You.

After staring at each other quietly for a while, Yan Zhao suddenly closed his eyes, shrank into the bed and said, "I'm going to sleep."

"Well, go to sleep, good night."

five minutes later--

"Then can you stop looking at me?" Yan Zhao suddenly opened his eyes.

Guan You propped himself up, resting his slender arms on the edge of the bed, and asked in surprise: "How do you know I'm looking at you?"

"Probably because your eyes can emit a kind of energy." Yan Zhao held his chin in thought seriously, "It's like the Cyclops in the comics."

Guan You pursed his lips to hold back his laughter and raised his hands in surrender: "Okay, I promise not to look at you again."