Arriving at the door, Shangguan Zihan couldn't help but turn around cautiously, looking at the impatient Nangong Yi, feeling increasingly puzzled.

Although the prince was not good at words in the past, he would never be so angry with them. But what happened today? Maybe he went to the Gate of Heaven and even his personality changed.

Rubbing his temples, Nangong Yi saw that the three women had already left, so he waved his hand to signal the other servants to leave, then sat down at the table and was about to pick up the tea cup.

"Your Majesty, let Feng Yan come~" Feng Yan, who had been standing silently at the door, saw this and immediately stepped forward and picked up the teapot to pour a cup of hot tea for Nangong Yi.

Nangong Yi twisted the tea cup with his slender fingers and took a sip, "Do you have something to say to me?"

Although Feng Yan didn't say anything, Nangong Yi could tell from his expression that Feng Yan tonight was different from usual.

"Yes, Your Majesty is wise." Feng Yan arched his hands, "Your Majesty has just come back, and I should have let you have a good rest, but Feng Yan thinks this matter must be told to Your Majesty first."

"Just tell me when you have something to say. When did you become so verbose?" Nangong Yi frowned, paused slightly with his fingers holding the teacup, and said without raising his head.

When Feng Yan heard this, he immediately nodded, "Perhaps Your Majesty has noticed today that many of the ministers attending tonight's banquet have just been promoted, while those officials who are united with Your Majesty have disappeared.

Or, some officials were at the banquet, but they did not have the harmonious relationship with the prince as before, and even deliberately avoided it to keep a distance."

Nangong Yi closed his eyes slightly, folded his arms in a leisurely manner, and said coldly: "Let's get to the point~"

"My subordinates have already investigated. It turns out that those officials either died suddenly, disappeared suddenly while traveling, or were transferred to remote places. Someone must have tampered with them."

Feng Yan remembered that after escorting the Ninth Prince back to the country that day, he discovered that many officials died and disappeared for no reason one after another. At first, he thought it was an accident, but then it became more and more strange.

After a moment of silence, Nangong Yi took a deep breath, put down the teacup in his hand, then walked to the window with his hands behind his back, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

"Who are the suspects?" Nangong Yi asked coldly without looking back.

Feng Yan frowned deeply, "My subordinates have investigated and found that the most suspicious person is the Second Prince. He deliberately recruited the gang members who were once under the Fourth Prince and the Eighth Prince, and then secretly recruited troops and disciples."

Indifferently, Nangong Yi's narrow eyes slightly narrowed, "Is there more?"

Feng Yan's eyes darkened, and then he thought for a moment, "The Fifth Prince and the Seventh Prince are also suspected, but their actions are not obvious, so we can't make a conclusion yet."

"Continue to investigate!" Nangong Yi waved his hand and ordered firmly without any unnecessary words.

"Yes!" Feng Yan clasped his fists, bowed and saluted, and then disappeared into the night as fast as lightning.

Nangong Yi looked at the hazy moonlight, clenched the five fingers hidden in his sleeves tightly into fists, and sighed inaudibly.

It seems that that person has finally started to take action. Nangong Yi's future will be smooth at every step. If there is a slight mistake, it will be an abyss.

With a flick of his long sleeves, Nangong Yi stopped thinking about anything else, his clothes fluttered, and his tall figure flew in another direction.
Chapter completed!