Hearing that there was no movement outside, Li Feng reached out and opened the cabinet door weakly. Light and fresh air poured in instantly. Youmeng breathed a long sigh of relief, her face was still burning. Suddenly, she looked up and saw that Li Feng's face was redder than hers, and it looked like a ripe persimmon. She couldn't help but be stunned.

"Why are you here in Persimmon?" In order to dispel the embarrassment brought by Youhun Lizhu, Youmeng tried to talk to Li Feng in an ordinary tone.

Li Feng had fantasized about her, and he felt guilty and never dared to look back at her: "I'm here to find the Sixth Prince's Talisman, where are you?"

"I want to see the letter from the prince colluding with the Ministry of War."

As soon as she finished speaking, they realized something, although for different reasons, they all suspected that they had become the Sixth Prince.

They walked out of the closet, Youmeng first took off the wooden box from the bookshelf, compared the seals on the letter one by one, and handed them to Li Feng: "Look at the persimmon, the corners of the seal of the letter are a little worn because of the years of use, but the marks on the letter are neat and new, with clear edges."

Li Feng observed carefully and said, "It seems that these letters may indeed be forged."

Youmeng put the thing back and said curiously: "By the way, persimmon, what is the talisman you are talking about?"

Li Feng took out half of the talisman: "This is what I found in the woods in the back mountain. I went to the prison to ask the rebels. This is the token of the rebel leaders' contact with them."

Youmeng recognized it at a glance and held it in her hand and said in surprise: "This is created by the Ministry of War for the royal family. Do you suspect that the other half of this talisman is in my sixth prince?"

"Miss Wu mentioned that the prince's talisman is complete, and the biggest suspect left is the Sixth Prince."

Youmeng quite agrees: "If the eldest prince is deposed, the sixth prince will indeed be the biggest beneficiary."

She secretly mocked her in her heart, hehe, this is brothers and sisters.

At this time, Li Feng found the exact same talisman from Youhun's ornamental box, and turned his face to look at Youmeng with no words.

"The Sixth Emperor's Talisman is also intact?" Youmeng was shocked, "Who is this half of the Talisman?"

The case was once again in a dead end.

Li Feng said: "Let's leave here first so that people won't be discovered."

Li Feng was about to go back to the villa, and Youmeng wanted to visit the prince and the princess. The two walked on the palace road, and the atmosphere was subtle and quiet.

Youmeng glanced at him and smiled awkwardly: "It's still bad today."

Li Feng was like her. He would inadvertently remember their experiences in staying in the closet, and felt ashamed and didn't say a word.

"Permaceutical..." Youmeng asked casually, "Before, you...what's wrong with you? Suddenly, as if you were scared by something?"

"No." Li Feng's eyes flashed, and he looked calm, "It's the princess's illusion."

"Oh..." She stopped asking questions, but she just glanced at him with her little eyes from time to time, always feeling something was wrong with him.

A few days have passed, and the case is still confusing. Just as Li Feng and Youmeng were worried that they could not find new clues, an amazing news came from the capital.

Yuan Guangtong, Minister of War, committed suicide due to crime.

After receiving this memorial from the Prime Minister, the emperor looked at it silently for a long time, raised his hand and pinched his depressed eyebrows, and finally approved the memorial and agreed to the Prime Minister to come to the palace to meet the saint.

The emperor and Prince Mu's health are gradually recovering. On this day, they are having tea and chatting in the garden. The emperor deliberately sighs: "Calculate the day, and the Prime Minister will arrive tomorrow."

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