Upon hearing this, Lu Zhan glanced at Chen Jiu.
Chen Jiu lowered his head and quickly exited.
Lu Zhan paused, then looked at Zhi Wan. "You're very concerned about me, cousin?"
Zhi Wan faltered. 'Isn't it obvious?'
She didn't understand why her cousin would even ask.
But she still nodded, her small face filled with sincerity. "Of course I'm concerned about you, cousin."
The corner of Lu Zhan's lips quirked up. "Mm, I understand."
Zhi Wan's red lips parted. She wanted to ask if he understood that staying up late was bad for his health, or if he understood that she was concerned about him.
Instead, she said, "Well, you should eat your breakfast, cousin. Zhenzhu and I are heading to the execution grounds."
"Mm, have Chen Jiu go with you. There will be a large crowd of commoners watching the execution today. Don't get jostled," Lu Zhan instructed.
"I know," Zhi Wan obediently agreed.
