The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

It's simply disrespectful!

The retired emperor had just died, and his body was still warm, lying on the bed.

And the Prince of Jin was actually hugging a girl in front of the bed and being affectionate with her!

This is so filial!

Even the emperor, who had always hoped that the retired emperor would return to heaven as soon as possible, felt it was not worth it for him.

Father, this is your most beloved youngest son! Open your eyes and see how filial he is!

The emperor issued an edict, did his necessary work, and went to see the fainted empress dowager. Only then did he think he should take another look at the retired emperor, and ended up seeing this scene.

"Zhou Shiyue, aren't you afraid that your father will come looking for you in the middle of the night?"

When the emperor saw that Prince Jin was still holding the girl, he was so angry that he jumped up and down.

"Let her go. Let me see who is the shameless person who dares to throw himself into your arms at this time and place!"

The first thing the emperor thought of was that this was someone from the harem.

Moreover, she took the initiative to throw herself into the arms of King Jin.

After all, as far as he knew, Prince Jin had been a solitary person since childhood and was not interested in women.

Although he hated Prince Jin, the emperor had to admit that Prince Jin was definitely not the kind of person who would mess around with women.

Qingfeng stood aside, feeling helpless and nervous.

At this time, with Miss Lu's identity, she is absolutely not qualified to enter the palace. It will not do her any good to be seen by the emperor if she appears here.

It is even possible that he would be sentenced to death directly.

Miss Lu must not tell the emperor what she had just done, otherwise she would not be able to explain why she was here.

Now Miss Lu had obviously fainted, but fortunately her face fell into the prince's arms, and the emperor could only see the back of her head but not her face.

Qingfeng looked at the prince nervously, what should he do?

"Who is she?" The emperor narrowed his eyes. No, no matter who this girl is, she cannot appear here now!

What she was wearing was not the attire of a palace maid, nor was it the palace dress of any noble lady in the harem.

"No matter who she is, she is unforgivable for trespassing into the Ningshou Palace and disturbing the Emperor!"

The retired emperor had just passed away. If a stranger broke in and accidentally offended the retired emperor's soul, it would be absolutely disrespectful. This crime was enough to chop off her head.

"Someone is coming——"

"The man is already dead. I will ask Qing Feng to throw him out." Prince Jin interrupted the emperor with a word, "Qing Feng."

Qing Feng was immediately startled and took a step forward.

"Subordinates, carry the man out!"

King Jin hummed, picked up the person in his arms, and put her on Qingfeng's shoulder, "Throw it out."

"Yes!"

Qingfeng immediately ran with the person on his back as if he were carrying a sack.

"Stop!" the emperor jumped up and down.

"It's probably just a petty thief who wanted to sneak in and steal something while there was no one in the palace after our father's death." Prince Jin stopped him.

The emperor's face turned black and he wanted to slap him.

"Zhou Shiyue, do you want to listen to what you are saying? This is the imperial palace. Which daring little thief dares to come to Ningshou Palace? Tell your people to stop! I want to see who is so bold!"

"Maybe she is a guilty maid?" Prince Jin said, and he attacked secretly, using his finger wind to hit the guard who was about to chase Qingfeng.

"Ouch!" The guard who was hit in the knee suddenly fell forward, knocking down two colleagues at the same time.

Due to this delay, Qingfeng had already disappeared with the person on his back.

The emperor's eyes turned red with anger and he glared at Prince Jin.

"Who is that woman? Zhou Shiyue, I am not kidding you—"

"Your Majesty, can't you see that the woman was dead just now? Did you see her move?" Prince Jin interrupted him calmly, not taking his anger seriously at all.

The emperor choked.

He recalled what he had just seen. The woman seemed to have fallen limply into the arms of Prince Jin. He was such a great emperor and he scolded her like thunder, but the other party didn't even move a finger. It seemed that she was really dead?

"Isn't that a faint?" That's also possible, isn't it? The emperor felt that he was almost being led into a ditch.

"I have already caught her, how could she just faint?" Prince Jin stretched out his hands from behind his back and took out the spirit tablet, "Brother, take a look at this first."

His sudden change of subject made the emperor choke.

But he was successfully distracted.

Because of the golden nanmu spirit tablet, his eyes widened.

"You, how did you come up with this?"

"My father once told me that when he passed away, he hoped to have a spirit tablet carved and placed in the ancestral temple, so that he could look at the palace and the capital every day. After all, the imperial mausoleum is too far away."

(Well, Father, I'll let you take the blame. Even if you didn't say anything, I'll just assume you said it.)

The emperor's eyes widened. "Nonsense!"

The emperor should be buried in the imperial mausoleum, so why is there a separate spirit tablet carved and placed in the ancestral temple?

Moreover, he wrote Zhou Changxi's spirit tablet in such a simple and crude way! Isn't this nonsense?

"This is my father's wish." Prince Jin said calmly. "Could it be that my brother doesn't even agree to such a simple last wish of my father?"

The last wishes have been spoken!

The emperor choked again. How could he disagree with this?

It is not impossible to enshrine the spirit tablet of the retired emperor in the ancestral temple outside the imperial palace.

He looked at Prince Jin and thought that this might be Prince Jin's wish to keep some memories. After all, the ancestral temple was in the capital, and Prince Jin could go there to burn incense from time to time.

Apart from this, there was nothing else he could do. All that would be left for him was his father's spirit tablet, but his father would no longer be there to protect him!

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, he finally has the final say!

Thinking of this, the emperor was in a good mood. He felt that the thin woman just now and the spirit tablet now were no longer a big deal.

Looking at Prince Jin, he felt more favorable towards him.

"I agree."

The emperor patted Prince Jin on the shoulder and said, "I'll leave this matter to you."

He glanced at the tablet and suddenly felt the words on it flash. But when he looked again, there was no reaction.

The emperor rubbed his eyes.

He thought it might be that he was dazzled.

"Then I will go to the ancestral temple first, and then come back to keep vigil." Prince Jin looked back at the retired emperor on the bed and suppressed his bitterness.

Father, rest in peace.

"Go ahead. Don't worry, I will make sure that my father's funeral is held in a grand manner."

The Prince of Jin reached the threshold and stopped again.

"Brother, my father was still worrying about my marriage before he left."

The emperor also heard it.

"Didn't the emperor say that girl from the Shen family..." The emperor thought of what the emperor had said about Shen Xiangjun? Was she lucky? Or something else?

Prince Jin's eyes flashed, and he said calmly, "Well, it seems that my father wants me to marry Miss Shen."

The emperor's heart suddenly became nervous.

Then we must never let Prince Jin marry Shen Xiangjun!

The emperor father is thinking about Prince Jin wholeheartedly, and the candidate for princess chosen for him will definitely be the one that is most beneficial to him. He must not let them get their wish!

"Ayue, father actually hopes that you will marry a girl that pleases him. I see that you don't like Shen Xiangjun either."