Wind-cold

"Young Prince."

"Student Xia."

"Qingyan gege."

In an instant, he heard many people calling out to Xia Qingyan.

Zhao Shuning stood up. At this moment, the teacher had already walked down from the stage.

"Take him back to his room to rest first."

The few inner disciples thought about it and then sent Xia Qingyan out of the room.

Back on stage.

The teacher said, "But does anyone know where Xia Qingyan went last night? What did you do? "

The men from Yi Lan Garden stammered, not saying anything for a long time.

Only when the teacher on the stage angrily said, "If even a single person from the courtyard can't say what's good for you, then don't go to the academy anymore. You people from the same academy, go to Elder Zhou to receive your punishment."

"Teacher."

"Speak."

"I-we saw today that the young prince came from the Full Moon Garden."