Xiao Jinyan remembered how Lu Zhaoyan had held Xiao Jiu's hand without letting go last time, and now he wanted to read Xiao Jiu's palm?
"Come here," his voice was slightly deep.
Without any doubt, Lu Zhaoyan stepped forward and brought his ear closer, only to hear Xiao Jinyan kindly say one word, "Scram."
"Alright." Lu Zhaoyan turned around subconsciously to leave, but when he reached the door, he realized something was off. Why did His Highness want him to scram?
He returned with confusion, looking at Xiao Jinyan with a very serious expression, "Your Highness, I am serious."
Xiao Jinyan simply threw a sentence at him: "I am serious too."
Lu Zhaoyan left the study room with a sorrowful face.
He met Weichi as he stepped out and let out a long sigh.
Since Weichi was quite familiar with Lu Zhaoyan, seeing him sigh naturally led to a question, "Lord Lu, what's wrong?"
Lu Zhaoyan was somewhat melancholic: "His Highness told me to scram."
