Now at this juncture, he can't let the emperor have the slightest suspicion, especially when it comes to Rong Zhuo.

Fortunately, the effort paid off, and the emperor finally took the initiative to relax. This also means that after Yu Jingdu, he can be on good terms with Rong Zhuo in an open and honest way, and he doesn't have to worry about causing any trouble to the other party.

"Wait a minute." Yu Jingdu motioned for the carriage to stop by the side of the road, and looked at the steaming stall not far away, which was selling croquettes.

When Rong Zhuo took him out of Xun Huan Building for the first time, he bought croquettes here. Unfortunately, Yu Jingdu was not familiar with Rong Zhuo at the time, and was in a very awkward state, so he didn't eat it. He bought two and let Rong Zhuo eat it.

"Buy one, no...buy two." Yu Jingdu instructed Li Feng.

Li Feng got off his horse and bought two croquettes.

Yu Jingdu was afraid that the meatballs would not taste good if they were cold, so he urged the carriage to speed up and arrived at the palace in a short while.

The stewards and servants of the Yan Palace were all overjoyed when they saw him coming back, and their posture was similar to that of the Chinese New Year.

No one would believe it if he said it. Since the Palace of King Yan was built, this was the first time Yu Jingdu had returned to the mansion, and even Li Feng had come here more often than he did.

"His Royal Highness, this way." The housekeeper diligently helped him lead the way. "The old slave estimates that you should be back in the next few days. The bedroom has been cleaned up and cleaned every day."

"Thank you for your hard work." Yu Jingdu asked as he strode forward, "Where's Rong Zhuo?"

"According to His Highness's instructions, Young Master Rong and Lord Rong are placed in the guest room of the main courtyard." The housekeeper said hurriedly.

"Are they still used to living?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"Get used to it." The butler hurriedly said: "The old slave has given orders to go on, and he does not dare to neglect the two of them at all, and treat them all according to the etiquette of the distinguished guests. Young Master Rong and Lord Rong are also good friends. How to be picky is also kind to us."

Yu Jingdu chuckled when he heard the words, "That's natural."

The butler was stunned, not knowing which sentence he was referring to...

"Let someone prepare some good wine and good dishes. Today, the king wants to have a drink with Master Rong and Young Master Rong." Yu Jingdu said.

The butler hurriedly responded, and then instructed the servant behind him.

After entering the main courtyard, Yu Jingdu backed away everyone, and walked straight to the guest room where Rong Zhuo lived.

Rong Zhuo heard the knock on the door, and when he opened the door, he couldn't help but startled when he saw Yu Jingdu.

The last time they met was in the prison, when he was a prisoner and Yu Jingdu was a high-ranking prince. don't know if the last meeting left a deep impression on Rong Zhuo, or because of other reasons, when he met Yu Jingdu today, he was still quite restrained.

"His Royal Highness King Yan." Rong Zhuo hurriedly bowed to him.

Yu Jingdu's smile froze on his face, and he didn't know what to do with the croquettes in his hand.

"Don't let me in?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"Your Highness, please." Rong Zhuo hurriedly turned sideways and let people in.

After entering the house, Yu Jingdu found a place to sit down, and handed the croquettes in his hand to Rong Zhuo, "I happened to meet you on the way here, remember that you like it, so I bought two copies."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Rong Zhuo took the croquettes that he handed over, and stood beside him, as if waiting for his orders.

The restraint of the teenager made Yu Jingdu's joy drowned out by his head, and the rest also had the momentum of gradually disappearing.

The two hadn't seen each other for too long, and Yu Jingdu's identity had undergone earth-shaking changes during this period.

In addition, Yu Jingdu did not confess to him beforehand, resulting in a little bit of a gap between the two.

Yu Jingdu thought that Rong Zhuo would have a temper with him, but when he saw Rong Zhuo today, he found that things were a little different from what he thought.

He thought that the other party would lose his temper at him like last time, or slam the door and ignore him.

But what Rongzhuo showed was too calm.

Instead of questioning him, the young man behaved very politely.

That kind of politeness is strange and alienating, like treating someone you don't know at all.

"The matter of the private military camp should be clear." Yu Jingdu spoke first, "It is estimated that after the new year, the royal father will officially deal with this matter. He has never liked someone to provoke his authority. This time he should I'm really angry, and I won't expose it easily."

Rong Zhuo hurriedly said: "That's good, congratulations to His Royal Highness Yan Wang."

Yu Jingdu was a little irritable when he opened his mouth, "His Royal Highness Yan Wang" and closed his mouth, "His Royal Highness Yan Wang", but he held back his emotions.

"This time, he not only wants to investigate the private army camp, but also the case of my assassination at the border that year." Yu Jingdu probably wanted to sell him a bad deal, and deliberately put on a slightly aggrieved gesture. : "When I was about to die, he didn't even think about investigating the matter thoroughly, but now the fourth child has made him anxious, but he remembers it."

Rong Zhuo felt a little uncomfortable when he heard the words.

He knew that Yu Jingdu was a father who didn't love his mother, but he couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he showed weakness in front of him, such a high-ranking person.

"His Royal Highness..." Rong Zhuo subconsciously reached out and wanted to pat him, but halfway through his hand, he suddenly remembered the identity of the other party, and felt that this move was a bit abrupt, so he retracted his hand embarrassedly.

Yu Jingdu's out-of-the-way light fell on Rong Zhuo's fair and beautiful hand, and he could see the boy's hesitation and restraint.

"Is the rash on your body healed?" Yu Jingdu asked pretending to be relaxed.

"Yeah." Rong Zhuo nodded, and felt that this response was a bit perfunctory, so he hurriedly said seriously: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your concern."

Yu Jingdu's eyes swept across his neck, and saw a faint trace there. It is estimated that the young man scratched the rash himself, and the scar has not had time to fade away.

"Let you suffer such grievances for me..."

"I don't do all this for His Highness." Rong Zhuo said: "There are tens of thousands of people in the private military camp. If you don't take the opportunity to deal with it, if something happens in the future, I don't know how much trouble it will cause."