The next day, Duan Zheng came to Xun Huan Building early in the morning.

Rong Zhuo was dragged from the bed by him.

"I haven't woken up yet..." Rong Zhuo complained a little bit out of bed, eyes wide open.

"Don't sleep, I have something to do today." Duan Zheng said.

He already knew that Rong Zhuo had wrapped Qingyu, and seeing Rong Zhuo sleeping so soundly today, he guessed that the other party should have recovered from Qingshi's death.

In his opinion, although Rong Zhuo and Qingshi have a good relationship, after all, they have not known each other for a long time, and their relationship should not be particularly deep, so Rong Zhuo cried and felt sad for a while, and should be able to put it down soon.

Rong Zhuo's state today just confirmed his guess.

After all, his cousin's eyes weren't swollen, which means he didn't cry much.

"That's right, don't be too persistent, the old won't go away and the new won't come." Duan Zheng comforted.

Rong Zhuo said in his heart that if you don't know how to speak, you can leave it alone.

"Take care of Qingyu in the future, I think he is better than that." Duan Zheng said.

Rong Zhuo sighed helplessly, knowing that Duan Zheng's words were comforting him, so he didn't bother.

"Okay, let's not mention who." Duan Zheng pulled him and said: "Sister Hua told me that this matter involves His Royal Highness the Prince, and you must not be involved, so let's keep quiet. Song Mingan I have also warned them, you just need to rest assured."

Rong Zhuo said, "I have nothing to worry about."

"That's fine." Duan Zheng said: "Eat something first, and take you to a place later."

"Where?" Rong Zhuo asked curiously.

"You'll find out in a while." Duan Zheng said and told the guy to come over earlier.

Rong Zhuo washed and ate breakfast with Duan Zheng, and followed him out of the Xun Huan Building.

Not only that, he also brought Qingyu with him before leaving.

Although they weren't in that kind of relationship, since Rong Zhuo had wrapped up someone, he naturally didn't want to treat him badly and neglect him.

Qingyu hasn't left Xunhuan Building very much in these years, and Rong Zhuo just took the opportunity to show him around.

Duan Zheng took the two to a teahouse.

This teahouse is open on the main street of the capital, facing one of the most prosperous areas in the capital, and it looks very imposing.

When they got there, Song Mingan, Su Yun and others had already arrived.

All the gangsters were staying on the Tiantai Mountain outside the second floor. It didn't look like they had come to drink tea specially, but they looked like they came to watch a play.

"Xiaozhuo come and sit next to me." Song Mingan beckoned to him.

Hearing this, Rong Zhuo walked to the vacant seat beside him and sat down, and arranged a seat for Qingyu beside him.

Everyone got Duan Zheng's advice and behaved as usual in front of him, and no one mentioned the Qingshi matter.

"What are we going to do today? Just drink tea?" Rong Zhuo asked.

"Look around, don't you see any difference?" asked Su Yun on the side.

Rong Zhuo raised his eyes and looked around, and found that there were quite a lot of people here, not only this teahouse, but the rooftops of the nearby teahouses were crowded with people, and even more people on the street than usual.

After a while, a team of officers and soldiers came over and cleared the way on both sides.

"What's the big deal today?" Rong Zhuo asked, looking at the crowd of people on the street.

"Today is the day when His Royal Highness Yan Wang returns to Beijing." Song Ming'an said, "I mentioned it last time, have you forgotten?"

Rong Zhuo only remembered after hearing the words, and hurriedly said, "Is he going back to Beijing today?"

"Yes, he will pass the road in front of us in a while." Duan Zheng said: "When King Yan returned to Beijing, the Ministry of Rites arranged a guard of honor to pick up people at the city gate. Because there was a guard of honor, they were not fast, and these people were waiting to see him. of."

Rong Zhuo said in his heart, didn't you hear that His Royal Highness the King of Banquets looked quite scary?

Why do so many people want to see him?

However, he thought about it, the King Yan and the prince are brothers, and the prince is said to have a face like a crown of jade, handsome and handsome, so the Royal Highness of the King Yan can't be ugly.

Thinking of this, Rong Zhuo couldn't help but feel a little curiosity in his heart.

While everyone was waiting for King Yan to arrive, Rong Zhuo heard the people next door talking about the fire last night.

It turned out that the fire was really set by Dali Temple, but Dali Temple did not suffer much damage, only the morgue was burned.

Morgue...

When Rong Zhuo heard this, he probably understood what was going on.

Bluestone is going to die, and corpses always have to be dealt with, right?

Burning the body is a good idea.

It seems that this Jiang Jiyan is still very interested in Qingshi, and even dares to do things like burn the morgue.

It's no wonder that Qingshi was so determined to Jiang Shaoqing, and the two of them went both ways.

"Come here!" I don't know who said something, and as soon as the voice fell, everyone on the rooftop looked into the distance.

I saw a group of people slowly approaching here, but when everyone saw His Royal Highness Yan Wang sitting on the high-headed horse, they suddenly let out a sigh of disappointment.

For nothing else, His Royal Highness Yan Wang actually wore a mask.

Moreover, the mask is black, the shape is not very good-looking, and it looks a bit ugly when worn on the face.

"Why are you wearing a mask?" Someone asked dissatisfied.

"After waiting for a long time, I wanted to see the real face of His Royal Highness King Yan. It's good, it's really blocked." Another person said.

Song Mingan clicked his tongue twice, lowered his voice and said, "I guess he might be really scary, that's why he wears a mask, otherwise who would wear this?"

"Maybe it was ruined during the war?" Su Yu said aside.

Rong Zhuo glanced around the body of King Yan who happened to pass by, and saw that His Royal Highness King Yan was tall and straight, with a cold temperament.

It's just that this black mask is too ugly, and it affects people's mood.

Rong Zhuo was a little lost, thinking of what Qingshi looked like when he was wearing that white mask, he couldn't help but secretly thought that it would be pleasing to the eye.