At that moment, Qin Qingluo, who was sitting alone in the pavilion, slowly lifted her snake-like eyes and glanced over.
Chen Yi met her gaze for a moment, then turned and walked away.
Pretending not to see.
"Stop."
A voice rose from behind, not loud, yet inherently authoritative.
Chen Yi's footsteps halted, his body stiffening in place. Slowly turning around, he forced a somewhat awkward smile on his face, rubbed his nose, and was at a loss for words.
Last night, when he saw the East City Armory ablaze, he went out to investigate. He figured Qin Qingluo must have found out upon returning to the mansion. But as for what happened afterward... considering that Zhu E had some connection with Qin Qingluo, Chen Yi found himself in a tricky situation.
Although the relationship between him and this Prince and Princess was complex, he couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt as if caught in the act.
