The third prince, who was sitting next to her, was startled and instinctively turned his head to look at him.

Jiang Yueyang reacted quickly and pursed her lips, "Your Highness, did I scare you? Sorry, I just wanted to test whether this table is sturdy or not."

Hearing this, the Third Prince said nothing, but slowly turned his head to the other side to hold back his laughter.

The system continued: [After hearing what Li Hui said, the scholar knew that even if he told the matter to others, no one would believe that a learned and respected disciple of the Sage of Literature would plagiarize his poems.

If things go wrong, he might even lose his reputation. For this reason, he gave up seeking justice for himself.

[What happened next? Why did he stay and serve as Li Hui's "gunman"? ]

[Because Li Hui promised to give him money, and because his family was poor and he had a sick old mother at home.]

Jiang Yueyang clenched his fists, then sighed helplessly, [Sure enough, money is the last straw that breaks the camel's back.]

Hearing this, Wen Sheng held the copper coin and looked at Li Hui in the pavilion next door. He couldn't understand how the disciple who used to be simple-minded and high-spirited became like this now?

The system continued: [But the scholar did not accept his fate! He thought that after his mother recovered from her illness, he would sever the relationship between him and Li Hui as a master and apprentice and never have any contact with them again.

But Li Hui would never let someone who could ruin his reputation at any time leave, so he secretly did something. 】

[Something? What thing?] Jiang Yueyang asked.

Wensheng's heart tightened. What else did that evil disciple do?

The third prince thought silently that only the dead could keep secrets forever, or they would have to catch the opponent's vital point or handle.

System: [Li Hui asked a prostitute to pretend to be a decent girl to approach the scholar and find a way to have sex with him.

The brothel girl had no idea that Li Hui had other plans, so when she got close to the scholar, she took the opportunity to put the drug in the water.

Then, the scholar, under the effect of the drug, played surfing on the sea with the prostitute, making love with her.

But during the exercise, the prostitute found something was wrong because the scholar was asking for more from her like a madman, as rude as an inhuman predator.

The scholar continued to capture territory, and the pain accompanied by the smell of blood attracted the opponent's fierce resistance.

Then, the scholar went crazy and grabbed the brothel girl's neck, strangling her to death. 】

After hearing what the system said, everyone present was stunned, and Wensheng's hands couldn't stop shaking.

There was an eerie silence all around, but no one noticed.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yueyang asked in a deep voice: [How could it be... like this? ]

Hearing Jiang Yueyang's voice, the stunned people slowly came back to their senses and restrained the heavy expressions on their faces.

The system replied: [Because Li Hui had added a maddening drug into that medicine in advance.

Afterwards, perhaps because the effect of the medicine had worn off a little, or perhaps because the person under him had stopped moving, the scholar gradually regained consciousness.

But when he woke up, he found that he had killed someone, and he did it under such circumstances!

He collapsed, he was helpless, he was scared, and he felt guilty. At this time, Li Hui pushed the door open and came in.

Li Hui used this to threaten the scholar to write for him, but the scholar did not want to be controlled by him and prepared to turn himself in.

But Li Hui told the scholar that his sister was in his hands. If he didn't want his sister to be hurt, he should obey him.

Family was very important to the scholar, so he compromised again. In this way, the scholar has been writing for him until now.

After hearing what the system said, everyone present had a gloomy look on their faces, and the pen in the painting saint's hand was even broken.

Wensheng's whole body was shaking, his hand holding the copper coin was trembling violently, and his heart was in so much pain that he almost suffocated.

The disciple he personally taught turned out to be such a vicious and cunning bastard, worse than an animal!

The Third Prince poured a cup of hot water into Jiang Yueyang's hand, "I remember you said you don't drink tea, so drink a cup of hot water to warm yourself up."

Jiang Yueyang lowered her eyes and glanced at the hot water in her hand. She really needed a cup of hot water to calm down.

Otherwise, she was afraid that she would just rush to the next door and kill someone.

Jiang Yueyang raised the teacup in her hand and drank it all in one gulp. The water was so hot that she stuck out her tongue.

She said incoherently: "You want to scald me!"

When the Third Prince saw her sticking out her tongue, he couldn't help but burst out laughing, and the heavy atmosphere eased a little.

"You did it on purpose!"

"I just saw that you were so lifeless, so I wanted to make you happy. You don't know how to appreciate it."

"Is there anyone as funny as you?" Jiang Yueyang said as she poured him a cup of hot water. "Drink it and see if you'll be happy!"

The third prince lowered his eyes to glance at the teacup in her hand, then reached out to take it and drank it.

"Well... I drank it, and I felt quite happy."

Jiang Yueyang looked at him like a fool, "Your Highness, please forgive me for saying this, but if you are sick, you need treatment."

Unexpectedly, the Third Prince did not retort this time, but just looked at her with a smile in silence.

Jiang Yueyang looked puzzled. This guy was acting weird today.

She withdrew her gaze from the Third Prince's face and continued to ask Xiaogua: [Who is that scholar? What is the current situation of his sister? ]

[Scholar Zhou Yan is Li Hui's eldest disciple. Zhou Yan's sister was imprisoned by Li Hui in a separate courtyard in Lantian County.]

After Jiang Yueyang hesitated for a while, she pursed her lips and asked hesitantly: [Is she... okay? ]

[What do you think, host? ]

Jiang Yueyang did not answer, but the system said: [She is not good. How could a man like Li Hui who is addicted to alcohol and sex simply imprison a young woman?

He...violated Zhou Yan's sister.

Whenever Zhou Yan tried to resist him, he used Zhou Yan's sister to vent his anger and lust.

Zhou Yan's sister was like a broken porcelain doll, chained in a dark secret room all day and all night. 】

After listening to the system's words, Jiang Yueyang asked coldly: [Give me the specific address. ]

The system told him an address, and Jiang Yueyang picked up a pen and wrote down the address on paper.

The third prince glanced at the words on the paper and knew without thinking that Jiang Yueyang was going to reveal the news to Zhou Yan.

But it seemed... The Third Prince raised his eyes and looked at Wen Sheng, whose face was terribly gloomy. Someone would put an end to all this.

At this time, the system asked quietly: [Host, do you think Zhou Yan is guilty? ]

Jiang Yueyang was silent for a while, [I don’t know.]

In this way, time passed little by little, and the temperature dropped little by little.

During the event, those who participated in the poetry competition rolled up their poems and paintings into scrolls and put them into a specific basket.

Jiang Yueyang felt the wind blowing beside her. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the wind seemed to carry a hint of sadness.

After an unknown amount of time, the gong was struck again, marking the end of the poetry exchange.

The Painting Saint ordered people to take back the baskets and start evaluating the best ones.