Before the two of them could even whisper in each other's ears, Rong Zhan's voice came from within the study. "Ji Yan, come in."
"I told you that His Royal Highness would not let you off so easily. Just wait for your bad luck to come in." Qing Lian did not believe Ji Yan's nonsense at all. He gloated at Ji Yan's misfortune.
Ji Yan's heart was beating a little, and he hurriedly entered the study.
Qing Lian stood where he was without moving. He calmly waited for Ji Yan to quickly come out of the study.
Seeing Ji Yan's blank expression, Qing Lian walked forward with a mischievous smile. "I told you not to court death. How was it? How did His Royal Highness punish you? Let's go to the disciplinary hall and get beaten up together."
Ji Yan shook his head. "HisRoyal Highness didn't punish me. His Royal Highness asked me to deliver the letter."
Qing Lian was puzzled. "To whom?"
