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

In Qingfeng and Qinglin's opinion, those people must be very stupid to actually eat the red muntjac.

"Young Lord Zhou is alright?"

"The young marquis is fine. Oh, and the other young master is fine too," said the butler.

"Who?" Qingbao couldn't help but ask.

"Last name: Guan."

Fu Cheng replied, "Call Guan Chang, Guan Chang is fine."

When everyone heard this, they all showed complicated expressions.

"Those people were not from the capital. They followed Young Marquis Zhou to the capital, but they died here. If the news of their death spread back to Jiangnan, I'm afraid there would be some trouble."

The housekeeper whispered, "Young Marquis Zhou said he met the prince and the young lady at Weiming Mountain. Those people also mentioned the prince before they died. This matter..."

Lu Zhaoling understood.

Those people’s affairs may also involve Zhou Shiyue.

"It was me who told them not to eat the red muntjac." Just come to her if you have any problems.

If anyone wants to throw dirty water on her, she can use talismans to blast them away one by one.

"Don't worry." Zhou Shiyue squeezed her hand, then quickly let go. "This is the king's order. It has nothing to do with you."

But now it seems that it is really not convenient for him to go with Lu Zhaoling to see Censor Lin.

"Go see Censor Lin first. I will go to the palace for a while."

Zhou Shiyue thought of something, moved closer to her, and whispered, "Do you want me to take out the inkstone that my brother threw at someone?"

Since the assistant physician felt that Censor Lin's wound was a little strange, it was very likely that the object that hit him was wrong.

After following Lu Zhaoling for a while, it was easy for him to think in this direction.

Lu Zhaoling gave him an admiring look, "Yes. You should also observe the emperor's bedroom. However, the emperor is a true dragon emperor, with good fortune, so it is unlikely that there are any evil spirits around him. If there are, it should be something unexpected that was recently sent to the palace from somewhere."

"Understood. I will observe and observe."

He stood up straight and looked at Fucheng.

Fu Cheng was feeling a little down. Just now, he saw Prince Jin holding Miss Lu's hand.

Miss Lu Er did not resist and did not pull her hand away. Although Prince Jin quickly let go, he still understood one thing.

It is very likely that Prince Jin and Miss Lu are in love with each other. After the funeral is over, they will most likely get married.

It seems like... he really shouldn't have any delusions.

"Go ahead." King Jin said to him.

"Yes."

Fu Cheng bowed.

"Let Qinglin go with you." Zhou Shiyue said to Lu Zhaoling again.

"Okay." Lu Zhaoling thought it was okay for Qinglin to go with her. If there was any result, she could ask him to come back and tell her so that she wouldn't have to make another trip.

They had discussed how to tell the emperor about the dragon vein on the way back to Beijing.

Zhou Shiyue was planning to pick Lu Zhaoling out and lead those useless people from Yingtianjian to find her. As for why he went to Weiming Mountain, it was very simple -

His father appeared in his dream.

Prince Jin entered the palace and went to the emperor's bedroom.

"His Royal Highness Prince Jin has arrived."

The emperor lying on the dragon couch tried to struggle to sit up when he heard this.

"How do I look?"

Zhou Muchiao, who was standing guard nearby, quickly stopped him and said, "Your Majesty, you should just lie down. You look very pale."

"Pale? Pale won't do..." Wouldn't that make him look old and ugly? He didn't want to look so ugly in front of Zhou Shiyue.

The emperor didn't know why he cared about this in front of Zhou Shiyue, but when he thought about what Zhou Shiyue would say when he returned to Beijing and said that he was old, the emperor felt very upset.

But he couldn't sit up and put on rouge now.

The Crown Prince and the Second Prince were also there.

The second prince was sitting aside with his head propped up and dozing off. The crown prince was sitting upright and stood up when he heard that the Prince of Jin was coming.

As soon as Zhou Shiyue came in, he looked at the prince.

"Uncle." The prince's eyes flickered.

"Ah."

Zhou Shiyue responded and glanced at the dozing Second Prince, "The bed in the Prince's Mansion collapsed?"

There was a hint of smile in the prince's eyes, "Uncle, he was tired from taking care of father last night."

The emperor had been waiting for a long time, but Zhou Shiyue still hadn't come to see him yet. He was a little impatient. Was he coming to the palace to visit him or to chat?

"Ahem!" He coughed twice.

Zhou Shiyue finally arrived in front of the dragon couch.

"Brother, are you okay? How did you get so sick? I haven't seen you for a few days. Your hair has turned a few gray and your face is swollen. You look really scary."

Zhou Shiyue looked worried and concerned.

Zhou Muqiao next to him also saluted him. After listening to his words, he suddenly realized why the emperor asked him about his expression just now.

The emperor's temple throbbed.

"Xiao Qiao, you, you help me up."

"Yes." Zhou Muchiao hurriedly helped him up. Now he didn't dare to let the emperor lie down.

Zhou Shiyue turned his head and glanced at the prince.

Zhou Muchiao had just helped the emperor up, and seeing his expression, he immediately explained, "Your Highness, it was me and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who requested that you give me the opportunity to take care of the emperor. After all, I have been in Jiangnan for so many years and have not had much opportunity..."

Could it be that Prince Jin minds that it is he, rather than the crown prince, who serves the emperor so closely?

It seemed as if he had seized the crown prince's throne, as if he was competing for favor.

Zhou Shiyue said calmly, "I'll give you this opportunity. My brother is not weak, and it takes strength to help him get up. You are good at riding and shooting, so you have plenty of strength. It's just right for you."

Zhou Muchiao: "......"

Why does it sound so wrong?

"Ayue." The emperor held his breath, his face gloomy, and went straight to the point, "I heard from Xiao Qiao that she met you and the girl from the Lu family at Weiming Mountain. Tell me, why did you take her to Weiming Mountain for no reason?"

"Brother, it's not that I want to go." Zhou Shiyue said calmly, "It was my father who told me to go in my dream."

Emperor: “???” What the hell?

The prince almost couldn't hold it in.

Uncle, do you want to find a more reliable explanation?

"Father's tablet always fell over before, my brother knows that, right?" Zhou Shiyue asked. The emperor nodded blankly.

"It turned out that he wanted to send a dream, but he had just passed away and had not yet mastered the technique, so he was so anxious that he fell down every few days. Later, when he learned how to send dreams, he sent a dream to me, asking me to go to Weiming Mountain."

The emperor thought it was ridiculous, but he didn't know where to start to refute it.

"What are you going to do at Weiming Mountain?" he asked with a serious face.

Zhou Shiyue spread his hands and said, "He is not yet proficient in dreaming. He just can't explain it clearly. The dream was not long. I woke up before he could tell me what to do. But since I dreamed about it, I have to go and take a look."

"Then what are you doing with that daughter of the Lu family?" the emperor asked, controlling his temper.

"Wouldn't it be boring to be alone? Take her along to chat and relieve boredom."

Zhou Muchiao moved his mouth.

Just to kill time?

How to explain what he saw at Weiming Lake and what Miss Lu did?

Zhou Shiyue glanced at him and asked before he could speak, "I heard that all the people you brought with you are dead?"