"Yes." Li Feng responded quickly.

"Go and tell Jiang Jiyan, you can do it today." Yu Jingdu said.

"Yes." Li Feng was overjoyed, "I must teach that person a lesson this time."

"Sixth brother, this stupid brain, I'm afraid that no matter how much losses you suffer, you won't have a long memory." Yu Jingdu sneered: "This time, it's just what happened to him in the Jiang Family Garden."

Thinking of the wounded Rong Zhuo who was pierced by rose thorns that night, Yu Jingdu couldn't help but look cold.

Today, Rong Zhuo was still extremely difficult.

When the master opened his mouth in class, he began to feel sleepy. At first, he could barely hold on, but then he simply fell asleep at the desk.

The master called him twice, but the effect was not satisfactory, so he let him go.

Knowing that after class, Rong Zhuo was gently slapped awake.

"Young Master Rong, school is over." Someone said to him.

Rong Zhuo opened his eyes in a daze, only to realize that it was Zhou Feng who woke him up.

"Why are you again?" Rong Zhuo asked, rubbing his eyes.

He had just woken up at the moment, and he was completely out of his mind when he spoke, so he subconsciously asked.

Zhou Feng was quite embarrassed to hear that, so he hurriedly turned his head and glanced at the servant next to him, as if he was afraid that the other party would be unhappy when he learned that he had made friends with Rong Zhuo in private. However, this little servant did not respond to his gaze, and just kept staring at Rong Zhuo.

When Rong Zhuo was sleeping, his face was pressed against his sleeve, leaving a mark.

His skin was originally fair, and the slightest indentation was extremely conspicuous, making it painful to look at.

Rong Zhuo followed Zhou Feng's gaze, only to realize that the servant beside Zhou Feng had changed again.

But this time, it's not a new person, but the one who followed at the last poetry meeting.

"Huh?" Rong Zhuo said with a smile: "You little servant has changed back again?"

"Haha, yes." Zhou Feng smiled awkwardly, and asked again, "Can Young Master Rong give you a face at noon, let's have a meal together."

Rong Zhuo wanted to shirk, but felt that it was impolite to refuse the other party all the time.

Anyway, in his opinion, this Zhou Feng has no background. Even if the two get close, there shouldn't be any trouble.

Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo reluctantly agreed.

Zhou Feng decided to find a restaurant near Guozi School.

Although the restaurant was not as good as Jiang Yuezhai, it looked elegant.

Rong Zhuo still remembered that Zhou Feng broke him on the spot, so he never wanted to talk to Zhou Feng.

But Zhou Feng didn't mind his attitude at all, but he was quite active.

"By the way, I heard something in the palace today. I don't know if Young Master Rong is interested." Zhou Feng asked.

"It's not against the law to talk about what's going on in the palace?" Rong Zhuo asked hurriedly.

He usually has nothing to do with Duan Zheng's group of people. They are familiar with Duan Zheng, so they can be trusted.

But Zhou Feng was different, Rong Zhuo didn't dare to casually discuss matters in the palace with him.

"There is no precedent for me to be convicted for my words, what are you afraid of?" Zhou Feng said with a smile.

"I'm not afraid, so tell me."

Zhou Feng leaned closer to him and asked, "Do you remember the fire at Dali Temple?"

"Remember." Rong Zhuo was startled and looked up at him, "Have you solved the case?"

"Forget it." Zhou Feng said, "I heard people talking on the way to Guozixue today. They said that the people at Dali Temple found the things left by the murderer at the scene of the fire, and then they followed the clues and found the source of the things. In the end, guess what? on?"

"Whose is that thing?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"It's a person raised by His Royal Highness."

Rong Zhuo was shocked when he heard the words, but he didn't expect this matter to involve His Highness Sixth.

He always thought that the fire at Dali Temple was set by Jiang Jiyan in order to help Qingshi escape. He never expected that it would involve the sixth prince.

Could it be that... Jiang Jiyan framed it and put the blame on the sixth prince?

Or is there something else hidden?

Rong Zhuo's thoughts turned sharply, and he always felt that this was not normal.

Afterwards, he quickly remembered what Sister Hua had said to him earlier, that His Highness the Sixth Prince belonged to the Crown Prince.

So this time the sixth highness has an accident, strictly speaking, the crown prince should not have a good time, right?

Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo felt a little emotional.

If this matter is really hidden, then Jiang Jiyan and the others may not be dealing with the Sixth Highness, but the Crown Prince.

East Palace.

With a bang, the tea cup flew out, wiped the sixth prince's sleeve and hit the wall.

The prince was so angry that his face was blue, and he said to the sixth prince, who was about to cry, "I asked you that day, why didn't you tell me?"

"The fourth brother asked about the arson that day. I really didn't set the fire! Fourth brother, believe me!" said the sixth prince.

"Idiot!" The prince said angrily, "Why can't you have a brain? Is hanging such a lump around your neck just to catch your breath?"

"I really didn't set the fourth brother's fire, am I wronged?" The sixth prince said: "It must be someone from Dali Temple who framed me, it must be Jiang Jiyan, it must be him!"

"That Gu will take you to find the father and emperor to seek justice?" The prince asked with raised eyebrows.

"Really?" the sixth prince asked hurriedly.

"What a piece of shit!" said the prince, "Jiang Jiyan found something on your person at the fire, how do you explain it? You said that you sent someone to Jiangfu to kill someone, but the person was caught, and Jiang Jiyan took the thing to the fire and framed it. you?"

"Murder the court officials, you are really my good brother!" said the prince.

"I didn't want to kill him, I just wanted someone to interrupt his hands and feet!" The sixth prince said, "It's all to blame for this sinister villain Jiang Jiyan!"

If the sixth prince had told him about this earlier, he could still think of ways to take precautions.

But the sixth prince was afraid of being scolded, so he concealed the matter of going to Jiangfu to assassinate, and despite the fact that several assassins never returned, he refrained from telling the prince. If he was a little smarter, or relied a little more on the prince, things wouldn't be what they are today.

The prince was going to be so mad at him that he wanted to kick people to death with one kick.