Lin Jue almost tore down the house before he could cook.
He stood in a mess with a kitchen knife in his hand. Xie An wanted to pull him out, but she did not dare to do so.
Lin Jue looked at the kitchen knife in his hand, then at Xie An.
Xie An:”...”
What kind of expression was that? Was His Majesty angry from embarrassment?
Lin Jue walked out of the kitchen just like that, and Xie an quickly followed.
“Don’t follow me.”
Xie An:”...”
Chu Ling ‘er waited for Lin Jue to leave before she popped her head out. “Sir Xie An... is His Majesty Alright?”
Xie an muttered, “I don’t know either.”
Wasn’t it just that he did not make any food? His Majesty was someone who had a lot of work to do, did he need to cook? There was no need!
Lin Jue walked all the way to the imperial garden. He supported himself with the rockery and walked around to the back. With his back against the rockery, he raised his hand..
He was still holding a kitchen knife in his hand.
