Xie Jingchen extended his hand.
His eyes were fixed unwaveringly on the Prince.
Outside the door, the Hidden Guard listened to the conversation in the study and turned to glance at the study.
Although he couldn't see anything, the Hidden Guard couldn't suppress his curiosity, wanting to know how the Young Master was pretending to deceive the Prince so seriously as if it were actually true.
He almost believed it himself.
He wondered if the Prince would fall for it.
The Hidden Guard listened intently.
Inside the study.
The Prince's gaze moved from Xie Jingchen's hand to his face, frowning slightly, "That jade pendant, I accidentally broke it."
"Broke it?" Xie Jingchen's brow furrowed tightly.
His eyes were full of doubt.
The Prince's gaze returned to the dirty memorials he had stained.
"The broken jade pendant is in the brocade box on the shelf," the Prince said indifferently.
Xie Jingchen walked over.
He checked the smallest brocade box.
