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

Qing Feng was somewhat annoyed.

If he hadn't gone after Young Marquis Zhou, he wouldn't have missed the beginning!

He was also very curious about what Miss Lu was going to do.

Now that I have missed the beginning, I always feel a little regretful and lost.

"That's His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin, right? The girl next to him..." Zhou Muqiao's eyes fell on Lu Zhaoling.

I only saw her back, and she was holding something that looked like a bell and shaking it rhythmically.

I can't hear any bell sound either.

"That's Miss Lu Er, our future princess." Qing Feng said.

Zhou Muchiao glanced at him and inexplicably felt that Qing Feng's tone and expression were a little proud when he talked about the future princess.

"On the way back to the capital, I heard about the marriage granted to His Royal Highness Prince Jin."

Zhou Muqiao's gaze fell on Prince Jin again. Because Prince Jin was looking at Second Miss Lu, he could see Prince Jin's profile.

Looking this way, the light shining from the other side of the lake outlined their appearance. Zhou Muchiao could clearly see that Prince Jin's eyes were fixed on Miss Lu Er, and even saw that the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

He couldn't help but become curious about this Second Miss Lu. What kind of girl could make Prince Jin fall in love with her so quickly?

Zhou Shiyue had already discovered them by this time.

He turned his head to take a look, then looked at Lu Zhaoling and spoke to her.

"It seems that Qing Feng was stuck with Zhou Muchiao."

Remind Lu Zhaoling that outsiders have arrived.

Lu Zhaoling slowly put down the bell and put it away.

She watched the ripples on the lake being slowly smoothed out by the breeze and gently closed her eyes, digesting what she saw.

Zhou Shiyue didn't say anything else to her, but turned around and blocked Lu Zhaoling behind him.

He watched Zhou Muchiao walk up to him.

Zhou Muchiao was only two years younger than him. However, in terms of seniority, he was Zhou Muchiao's uncle. If Zhou Muchiao wanted to get closer, it would be reasonable for him to follow the princes and call him the emperor's uncle.

But Zhou Muchiao has respectfully called him His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin since he was a child.

When we met a few years ago, Zhou Muchiao was just a teenager, but now he has become more mature and mature like a man.

I have to say, he is indeed famous for his handsome appearance.

Maybe it was because he had been living in Jiangnan for a long time, Zhou Muqiao was handsome, but also more elegant than those young men from noble families in the capital. It was rare for someone who was good at riding and shooting to be so elegant.

"Mu Qiao meets His Royal Highness Prince Jin."

Zhou Muqiao bowed respectfully to King Jin.

"No gift."

Zhou Shiyue looked behind him and saw the prey on Zhou Muchiao's horse.

"Red muntjac?"

So this is it.

"That's right." Zhou Muchiao stood steadily. Although he was very curious about Lu Zhaoling who had been blocked by King Jin and had remained silent, he did not stick his head out to look.

Since the King of Jin hadn't introduced himself yet, he wouldn't ask any more questions.

"The prince asked Qingfeng to tell me that this red muntjac cannot be eaten?"

"Well, you can't eat it."

"Can I ask why?" Zhou Muchiao asked, "I want to cut off one leg and send it to the palace to present to the emperor, so I can't give the whole one to the prince."

"Do you think that I want to steal food?" Zhou Shiyue asked calmly.

"Mu Qiao doesn't dare. But, red muntjac is really delicious. It's normal to want to eat it. You can try it."

It sounds like Zhou Muchiao really wants to eat this red muntjac.

"What if it's poisonous?" Zhou Shiyue hadn't heard anything from Lu Zhaoling, so he didn't ask her.

"poisonous?"

Zhou Muchiao actually pulled out a silver needle from his waist belt immediately, walked over, gave the red muntjac a shot, then pulled it out and showed Zhou Shiyue the silver needle which had not changed color.

Then, he gave the animal a few more injections at different parts of the body, dipped his hand in a little of its blood, and returned to Zhou Shiyue.

"Your Highness, please look. The silver needle has not changed color, but its blood is bright red, so it is not poisonous."

He smiled, with bright stars in his eyes.

"If Your Majesty is worried that the meat of this red muntjac is poisonous, then there is really no need to worry, because we have tasted it before."

Zhou Shiyue really didn’t know that Zhou Muchiao was such a stubborn person.

He was going to directly order Qing Feng to untie the red muntjac and then snatch it away, just to see what Zhou Muchiao would do.

Anyway, if the matter is brought to the emperor, he will be able to handle it.

Just as he was about to speak, someone poked him in the lower back, which immediately interrupted his words.

Lu Zhaoling walked out from behind him.

She looked at Zhou Muchiao and said, "Actually, if you don't believe me, just cut a piece of meat and try it and you'll know."

There is no point in saying more.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Zhou Shiyue gave the order, "Qingfeng, cut a piece."

"Yes."

Qing Feng moved even faster. He pulled out his dagger and immediately cut off a small piece of meat from the red muntjac.

"Let's roast it." Lu Zhaoling said again.

"Yes."

Qingyin and Qingbao immediately started picking up firewood and starting a fire.

They moved so quickly, showed no resistance to Lu Zhaoling's orders, and were so obedient that Zhou Muchiao was surprised.

He looked at Lu Zhaoling, but before he could say anything, Zhou Shiyue said calmly, "This is Lu Er, you can just call her Second Miss for now."

Change your words after the wedding.

Zhou Muchiao actually heard the second half of Zhou Shiyue's unspoken sentence.

"Hello, Young Marquis Zhou." Lu Zhaoling had already smiled at him.

In her eyes, Zhou Muchiao looked ferocious.

But it was not what Zhou Shiyue and the others thought, that she was interested in the handsome appearance of Young Marquis Zhou.

It's rare to see such a handsome young man with such a fierce look.

If she hadn't stopped him, Young Marquis Zhou would have roasted the red muntjac and shared it with a few of his good friends and the servants. Nine of those people would have died and one would have been injured.

Young Marquis Zhou himself did not look like he would die young, which means that no one knew how he survived, but he did kill so many people.

More people will die because of this incident in the future.

This is how he became so vicious.

"Hello, Second Miss Lu." Zhou Muqiao also bowed respectfully to Lu Zhaoling.

"Did Young Marquis Zhou bring any silver? Bank notes will do." Lu Zhaoling asked.

This is going to be a problem for Zhou Muchiao.

But after looking at Zhou Shiyue, he took out a silver note worth fifty taels and presented it to him with both hands.

Just as Lu Zhaoling was about to reach out her hand, Zhou Shiyue had already taken it and handed it to her.

"Is this all you have on you?" He glanced at it, dissatisfied.

Zhou Muchiao was stunned for a moment, "Did the prince and Miss Lu Er not bring any silver? I went out hunting today and I didn't bring my bag with me. I only have this banknote."

They still want to borrow money from him?

But there is no place to spend money here.

Zhou Shiyue glanced at him.

"This is the reward for my Lu Er saving you once."

After he finished speaking to Zhou Muchiao, he turned to Lu Zhaoling and asked her, "Is this little money enough? Should we ask him to write an IOU?"

Zhou Muchiao: “???”

He doesn't understand!

"Forget it, let's just take whatever money he has on him right now." Lu Zhaoling put away the banknote.