His Face Actually Burned

Lu Liangwei felt genuinely embarrassed for Long Chi.

He was the Heir Apparent, yet he had been so utterly ignored. It was not difficult to imagine how great a psychological impact this would have had on him.

Lu Liangwei and Lu Tingchen caught each other's eye; both of them were gloating to some degree over Long Chi's misery.

The palace subordinates, however, were nowhere as calm. Every single one of them lowered their heads and practically stopped breathing.

Within this abnormal atmosphere, it was finally Zhao Qian who broke the silence. "Ahem, ahem. There's no need to worry. We're about to return to the Palace soon so we can bring Your Highness with us."

Long Chi's expression held a slight tinge of stiffness as well as embarrassment. His hands clenched into fists, and his voice sounded highly unnatural. "You're much too kind, Butler Zhao."

"Your Highness is most welcome." Zhao Qian smiled beatifically.