The prince frowned and said, "How is it possible? How did the two of them get together?"

"My subordinate sees that His Royal Highness Yan Wang is quite concerned about Young Master Rong. When Young Master Rong eats something on the street, his hands are cold, and His Royal Highness Yan King even warms Young Master Rong's hands." The spy said.

"What?" The prince almost laughed when he heard the words, "Impossible, Yu Jingdu couldn't do such a thing."

Over the years, he has known more about Jingdu than himself. That guy has always been alone, let alone warm hands. I'm afraid that ordinary people will be unhappy when they get close to him.

"It's true." The scout said, "I also saw that King Yan ate half of the candied haws that Young Master Rong had eaten."

The prince's expression became a bit more complicated when he heard the words, like suspicion and confusion.

But soon, his expression changed.

"I remember...he seems to have been to the Guozi School twice since he returned to Beijing?" the prince asked.

"Yes." The doorman on the side said, "Both times saw Ji Xiunian."

The prince paced a few steps in the house, "Did he catch up with Rong Zhuo early in the morning?"

"His Royal Highness, this is not important." The guest reminded: "The key question is, why is Young Master Rong now with His Royal Highness King Yan? Why did he enter the palace before? And why was he sent to Dali Temple? closed for a day."

The prince took a deep breath irritably, then looked at the scout, "You said Yu Jingdu helped him warm his hands?"

"Yes." The detective said.

"Two big men, how could they be so close for no reason? It would be better if they were replaced by others. Yu Jingdu knows this guy too well, he can't be so close to people." The prince said.

"This young master of the Rong family seems to be a broken sleeve, doesn't it?" the doorman on the side reminded.

"Yes, he has been a servant girl in Xun Huan Building before." The spy said.

The prince remembered Rong Zhuo's ridiculously beautiful face, and there was a strange look on his face.

"His Royal Highness, it doesn't hurt to talk about this matter, even if they really have something, what if they make trouble in front of His Majesty?" The disciple said: "It is impossible for King Yan to not marry and have children for him, as long as he does not delay His Royal Highness's children. , Your Majesty will probably not pay attention to this matter."

"Then let's see what kind of trouble it is. The father loves face the most, but he doesn't like his son and the son of the courtier." The prince raised his eyebrows and said to the detective: "Go and find someone King Yan's movements. Since he can warm hands on the street, I think he likes that little dude very much, so he can always find out something, right?"

The spy heard the words and went away.

The disciples didn't seem to agree with his approach, but seeing the Prince's determined expression, he didn't say anything more.

A few days ago, the prince sent someone to Yuzhou. Although there has been no news for the past few days, for some reason, he seems to have become more uneasy than before.

Menke has followed the prince for a long time and has always known his temperament.

The surface is bright, and he treats others modestly, but in fact, he will report back, and he does not listen to persuasion very much.

In the past, King Yan was not in the capital, but he was more restrained.

Since King Yan entered the capital, he has become more and more crazy.

On the other hand, after Yu Jingdu brought Rong Zhuo back to the house, he told him about the banquet.

"Entering the palace on New Year's Eve?" Rong Zhuo said with a bitter face, "Do you have to go?"

"If you don't want to go, I'll go and tell the emperor." Yu Jingdu said.

"Don't." Rong Zhuo didn't want to offend the emperor, especially now that he and Rong Qinghuai were still living in the Yanwang Mansion, "Who else will go? Is there anyone I know?"

"Me." Yu Jingdu said.

Seeing Rong Zhuo's pouted mouth, he said again, "Mr. Ji will also go."

Rong Zhuo didn't look much better when he heard the words, because he and Mr. Ji were not too familiar with each other.

"Is the prince going too?" Rong Zhuo asked again.

"Should be able to go." Yu Jingdu said: "After all, the matter of the private military camp has not yet been revealed, and he is still the prince."

Rong Zhuo became even more unhappy when he heard that he wanted to see the prince.

"The last time I met him in the palace, it turned out that he was the tea maker I met at the poetry meeting of the Prince of Yongan." Rong Zhuo said, "I was really clumsy at that time."

"It's not your fault, he has always been gentle and unassuming in front of people, it's normal for you not to recognize it." Yu Jingdu said, "When you arrive at the palace banquet, you can just sit and drink and eat, don't worry about it. of."

He said and gently shook his hand on the boy's arm, "Don't worry, there is me."

Rong Zhuo nodded, and finally said nothing, but his mood was obviously not good.

After returning to the bedroom that day, Yu Jingdu called Li Feng.

"Go to Zhou Feng and tell him to find a way to attend the palace banquet on New Year's Eve." Yu Jingdu said.

"Mr. Ji selected the person to attend the palace banquet. Zhou Feng is not too attractive to Mr. Ji on weekdays, so I'm afraid that he may not be selected." Li Feng said.

"You don't have to worry about this, you just let him go to Ji Xiunian to mention it." Yu Jingdu said, "Mr. Ji is a person with a big heart. Zhou Feng mentioned him naturally."

When Li Feng heard the words, he didn't ask any more questions, and did what he said.

The days went by in a flash, and soon it was New Year's Eve.

The palace banquet was scheduled for dusk, so in the afternoon, Rong Zhuo began to prepare.

However, he hesitated to choose clothes for a long time, and he didn't know which one would be more suitable.

Until later, Yu Jingdu brought someone over and gave him a new robe.

"This is……"

"Guess who sent it?"

Rong Zhuo took the clothes and looked at them, and saw that although the clothes were red, the style was not ostentatious, and the fabrics and patterns were very particular. At first glance, they could not be made by casual tailors.

"It's definitely not my cousin, his aesthetics are not so advanced." Rong Zhuo raised his eyes to look at Yu Jingdu, "Is it sent by His Highness?"

Yu Jingdu raised his eyebrows, but did not admit it, but said, "Do you try to fit first?"

Rong Zhuo went to the screen and changed his clothes according to the words, and found that the tailoring fit perfectly, as if it were made to measure.