After giving his orders to Chen Jiu, Lu Zhan mounted his horse and left.
"Miss, this way, please." Chen Jiu stepped forward, his expression solemn.
"Ah Jiu, why was my cousin acting like that?" Zhi Wan asked, dejected.
Hearing this, Chen Jiu looked up at her and parted his lips.
'Why was the Princely Heir acting like that? Did she really have no idea?'
'The Princely Heir values her so highly, yet she ran off without a word.'
'If the Princely Heir hadn't been so perceptive and ordered me to keep an eye on her, she'd probably be out of the Capital City by now.'
'How could the Princely Heir not be furious?'
After finishing his internal complaints, Chen Jiu pointed to a large ship ahead. "Miss, please don't make things difficult for me. You should get on the ship now."
Zhi Wan froze. "Get on the ship? Where to?"
"The Princely Heir didn't say." Chen Jiu shook his head.
