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

Zhou Shiyue raised his eyes and glanced at Lu Zhaoling who came in.

"Hmm? You're in mourning today?"

Lu Zhaoling was wearing a white dress today and only had a silver hairpin on her head.

It was originally very plain, but with her expression, which seemed more flamboyant than others, and her extremely bright facial features, it was extremely elegant.

"Is it because I went to the ancestral temple to see my father and got to know him, that my filial piety also increased a bit?"

Zhou Shiyue thought of a "reasonable" reason.

Qinglin, who was standing outside the door, heard this and his mouth twitched.

No, Your Majesty, the lady is just wearing a white dress. Aren’t you thinking too much?

Besides, the lady is dressed so pure and icy like a mountain snow lotus. Do you think it makes sense to say that she looks like she is wearing mourning clothes?

Just when he was wondering whether Miss Lu would be angry, he heard Lu Zhaoling laughing happily.

"You want to be pretty, but you have to wear mourning clothes. Are you praising me for being pretty?"

Lu Zhaoling walked to the desk, leaned over with her elbows on the table, supported her face with her hands, winked at Zhou Shiyue who was sitting opposite her, and then smiled.

"I accept your compliment. I deserve it."

Zhou Shiyue looked at the shameless guy in front of him and said, "You really broaden my horizons."

Even if other girls were really praised, they would probably be shy or secretly happy. But this guy was so good that he even twisted it into praise even if it wasn't a compliment.

He slightly avoided her gaze, feeling that Lu Zhaoling's gaze was a little scorching from being so close to him.

"You're only now becoming more knowledgeable? I thought I had already enlightened you enough on the first day we met."

Seeing that she was standing, Qingfeng moved a chair over for her and placed it behind her.

"Miss, please take a seat."

"Thanks."

Lu Zhaoling sat down accordingly.

Zhou Shiyue: “…”

Why must I sit at his desk? Can't I move to the tea table?

"What do you want from me?" He leaned back and put some distance between him and her.

With Lu Zhaoling propped up on the table, the distance between them was too close. He felt that he couldn't think properly when he was too close to her.

Lu Zhaoling took out the marriage certificate and placed it in front of him.

"The marriage certificate between Lu Zhaoyun and the Second Prince. They couldn't find it before, but I found it."

Zhou Shiyue picked it up and looked at it carefully.

"I've been looking for it for so many years but couldn't find it. Was it your mother who hid it?"

Lu Zhaoling nodded, "Yes."

"What I'm considering now is whether or not to let Lu Ming and Lu Zhaoyun get their wish, get the marriage certificate, and marry the Second Prince. Should we give them such a good deal?"

Zhou Shiyue paused for a moment and asked her, "Why do you think that if we get the marriage certificate, this marriage will definitely be successful?"

Ok?

Lu Zhaoling reacted, "Even if I get the marriage certificate, it won't work?"

"My brother and Concubine Shu are very dissatisfied with the Lu family. Even if they get the marriage certificate, they cannot get married within a year because of the mourning period. Within this year, they will still try their best to push the marriage off. Do you think, Lu Ming, can outsmart my brother and Concubine Shu?"

Lu Zhaoling suddenly understood.

"Sure enough, I overestimated the Lu family?"

Zhou Shiyue glanced at her and said, "Maybe it's because you are still in the Lu family, you didn't expect your family to be so bad."

"I thank you."

"You're welcome."

The two couldn't help but quarrel with each other again.

Zhou Shiyue gave her the final summary. "Now it depends on how much you hate the Lu family. If you want to see them laugh at you, want to see them climb to the top of the clouds and then fall hard, just give them the marriage certificate."

So cruel.

"From my perspective, the Lu family's fortune won't decline so easily," Lu Zhaoling said.

"Then the future is bright and promising?"

"Not really. Because he is related to me by blood, so I can't see clearly because I am too close and too far away."

"What are you afraid of?" Zhou Shiyue said, "Even if that Lu Zhao thing can really marry the Second Prince in the end, will the Second Prince spoil her for the rest of her life? It's not that I, as his uncle, look down on him, he is really not as good as the Crown Prince."

Zhou Shiyue thought of another angle, "Lu Ming asked you to find a marriage certificate. If you don't give it to him, he will keep bothering you. You can't kill him with a knife. Since it won't have much impact, why bother with it?"

Makes sense.

As for Jin Qiaozhen's indenture contract, she just kept it.

Then we can give them a heavy blow.

"That makes sense. My problem is solved then."

Lu Zhaoling immediately relaxed, "What do you want from me?"

"The thunderstorm last night."

Zhou Shiyue's mood is actually much better now than before she came.

Well, whenever Lu Er can't decide something or can't figure it out, he will come to discuss it with him and ask for his advice, and he will listen to him. That's great.

Quite well-behaved indeed.

However, when Zhou Shiyue mentioned the thunder last night, his expression became serious.

Lu Zhaoling frowned. "Could it be that many people in the palace and the capital were also frightened and felt unwell?"

"Also? The Lu family?"

"Well, most of the Lu family members have fallen."

Zhou Shiyue looked at her who was in good spirits, and then heard her mention "Lu family" like this. He felt that she really didn't regard Lu Ming as her father, and really didn't regard herself as a family member.

"The Emperor and the Empress Dowager were also frightened. The assistant doctor also went to the clinic to see them. There were many patients frightened by thunder this morning. The palace is fine."

At this point, Zhou Shiyue leaned forward and closed the distance between the two of them. "Doctor Fu's family is fine. The old man is very curious and sent Fu Cheng to see Lin Rong and Chen Deshan. Guess what?"

His eyes were burning.

Lu Zhaoling took it for granted, "What's there to guess? If you always carry the talisman I gave you, how can you be frightened by this thunder? Not to mention you, the people around you will basically be fine."

If it is a close family member, servant or guard, the talisman can at least provide some protection.

"It is indeed your talisman."

"What else?" Lu Zhaoling asked, "Zhou Shiyue, you don't still distrust my talisman, do you?"

"How is that possible? So, where is the talisman for improving eyesight and clearing the liver?" Zhou Shiyue stretched out his hand towards her.

puff.

The turn of words caught her off guard.

"Give, give."

Zhou Shiyue nodded, "What do you think of that thunder?"

Lu Zhaoling stood up, walked outside, stood in the yard, looked up at the sky, then closed his eyes and pinched his fingers.

Zhou Shiyue also followed her out and stood beside her with his hands in his sleeves, watching her.

Everyone looked at Lu Zhaoling and did not dare to make a sound to disturb her.

After a moment, Lu Zhaoling opened his eyes and turned to look at Zhou Shiyue, "The dragon vein is damaged again. Heaven is kind. Last night's thunder was a reminder."

Everyone's expressions changed.

Zhou Shiyue waved his hand and asked people to step back a little. He looked around alertly and waved at Lu Zhaoling.

"You can talk to this king in private about this kind of thing."