Watching Li Miaotan walk forward reluctantly, alone, her shadow isolated and lonely.
Li Yuzhen's bright eyes were slightly red.
She softly said, "Prince Consort, should I stay and guard Her Highness?"
Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "What use is there for you to stay and guard here alone?"
"In case Her Highness needs anything, I can be instructed anytime."
"That works too."
Chu Zhiyuan nodded.
He understood Li Yuzhen's concerns.
Not only could she follow any orders Li Miaotan had, but if there was any unexpected situation, she could know immediately, thus avoiding delays.
Chu Zhiyuan took out a finely crafted Flying Knife from his sleeve and handed it to her.
"You know what to do."
"Yes."
Li Yuzhen nodded gently.
She understood that Chu Zhiyuan had also grasped her intention; this Flying Knife was a signal.
Once things didn't seem right, breaking this Flying Knife would immediately notify Chu Zhiyuan.
