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

There was nothing strange in Censor Lin's room.

The decoration is okay, and there is no bad arrangement.

"Second Miss, the wound has been cleaned." Fu Cheng said.

The assistant doctor glanced at his grandson. This boy worked much more efficiently today.

He also came over.

"Assistant Doctor, this?" Mrs. Lin asked in a low voice.

After recovering from the shock of Lu Zhaoling's talisman drawing, she was a little confused.

It seems that Miss Lu II is not a medical practitioner?

But she also wanted to see the old man's wound. The assistant doctor was a miracle doctor, but now he seemed like an assistant. He also let his grandson listen to Miss Lu's words.

Why doesn't she understand something?

"Don't worry, don't worry, just watch first." The assistant doctor waved at her, then hurried to see what Lu Zhaoling was doing.

Old Madam Lin had no choice but to suppress her confusion and stood by waiting.

Lu Zhaoling moved closer and looked at the wound on Censor Lin's head.

The wound looked inflamed, but the inflammation was actually not that serious. At this level, the medicine prescribed by the assistant doctor should have been very effective.

She had suffered a head injury before and had used the medicine prescribed by the auxiliary doctor. She had personally verified it and had the right to speak.

However, it now seems that the wound has not improved at all and it seems to be on the road to healing.

It was a wound caused by a blunt-angle impact. The wound was not very big, but it was still a bit bloody and the blood was still oozing out, and it was not even completely stopped.

There is a wisp of black air lingering in the flesh and blood.

She stretched out her hand and gently picked it up. A trace of black energy was drawn to her fingers, and she instantly felt a slight burning sensation.

"Ok?"

Lu Zhaoling was a little surprised.

Doctor Fu and Fu Cheng were both paying attention to her reaction. When they heard her surprised voice, they knew that she must have seen something.

Fucheng wanted to ask, but his grandfather held his shoulder.

That depends on whether Miss Lu is willing to say it herself. What if it’s not something that can be said directly?

Mrs. Lin also became nervous when she saw their reaction.

"Miss Lu, are you studying medicine?" she asked.

I just couldn't help it.

Lu Zhaoling shook his head. "I'm not a doctor. I'm just a talisman painter."

A talisman painter? Really a talisman painter? A Taoist nun?

But it is unlikely that the Prince of Jin would get engaged to a little Taoist nun, right?

Besides, why did she need a Taoist nun to see her husband's injury? Her face changed slightly, and she thought of a question.

"How did my old man get the wound? Has the assistant doctor told Miss Lu Er?"

She asked this because she wanted to know whether Lu Zhaoling knew that Censor Lin was injured by the Emperor.

As for the wounds caused by the Emperor, could it be that Second Miss Lu was thinking that her old man was suspecting that the Emperor had used some kind of Taoist magic to cause him to be injured like this?

It is a serious crime to doubt the emperor like this!

Miss Lu can't just say it casually.

"The Second Miss knows." Fu Cheng answered immediately.

"Don't worry, it's okay." The assistant doctor could guess what Madam Lin was worried about, and he said, "If anything happens, His Royal Highness Prince Jin will take care of it."

"Your Highness the Prince of Jin?" Old Madam Lin was surprised. She looked at Lu Zhaoling and seemed to understand something.

"Second Miss, is your wound bothering you?" she asked.

The assistant doctor could hold it in, but she couldn't. This was her old man.

After being together for most of their lives, she was still very nervous.

"It is a bit troublesome," Lu Zhaoling hesitated for a moment, looked at the people present, and told the truth, "The inkstone that hit him must be problematic. There is a strange aura on the wound that eats away his vitality."

Mrs. Lin: “???”

She looked at the assistant doctor blankly. Why didn't she understand?

But one thing that is clear is that Miss Lu II did say that there was something wrong with the Emperor's things!

She looked around the room nervously. Besides herself, there were the assistant doctor's grandson and the two maids that Miss Lu brought with her.

It shouldn't be spread.

"Miss Lu, you shouldn't say such things." She said to Lu Zhaoling worriedly.

If this gets to the emperor's ears, it will be a serious crime.

Weird air?

What kind of ghostly aura is there in the inkstone used by the emperor? Or is it a strange aura?

Anyway, no matter which one it is, it is all a fabrication about the emperor. Some of the rumors about witchcraft can result in death if one is not careful. If the rumors are spread too seriously, His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin may not be able to protect her.

"This is a fact."

Lu Zhaoling could tell from Madam Lin's face that she was a kind and soft-hearted old lady, so she spoke frankly.

However, she looked at the room again, and Zhou Shiyue seemed to have said that Censor Lin was incorruptible?

It really looks like that.

For this order, she could only charge a lower price.

When the assistant doctor saw that she had said it herself, he asked, "What is this strange energy?"

Lu Zhaoling explained, "Some things come from tombs and are tainted with corpse qi and death qi. Some things are related to human life and may be tainted with resentment. However, strange qi is not closely related to these things and is more complicated. For example, if some places are naturally dangerous, they may breed objects with strange qi."

Lu Zhaoling gave a brief explanation.

"There are also places where underground fires once burned and killed many lives, and there may also be strange air."

Mrs. Lin felt dizzy after hearing this.

Fu Cheng listened carefully. He felt that he had to learn something, maybe in the future he would understand what the Second Young Lady said and not be confused.

The assistant doctor frowned and suddenly felt that the matter was complicated.

"So, the emperor actually has such items around him?"

This is no small matter.

"Yeah." Lu Zhaoling began to think about how to remove the strange aura from Censor Lin's wound.

"Is the emperor's illness related to this strange spirit?" A weak voice suddenly sounded from the bed.

"Old man, are you awake?" Mrs. Lin was surprised.

Only then did everyone realize that Censor Lin, who was dizzy from the fever, had opened his eyes at some point.

The fact that he asked this question showed that he had heard what Lu Zhaoling had said just now.

The wrinkles on Censor Lin's face seemed to have deepened.

He looked at Lu Zhaoling with his small eyes, which were a little blurry.

"Imperial Censor Lin, you're awake." The assistant doctor was also a little surprised. He woke up before Miss Lu did anything. It seemed that Miss Lu was full of energy.

"The assistant doctor prescribed some medicine for Censor Lin, right? Let him take the medicine first. The medicine is still effective. After the wound is treated, he still needs to take the medicine." Lu Zhaoling said.

"You are, you are the second lady of the Lu family?" Censor Lin asked again.

"I'm."

"Is the prince here?" Censor Lin looked behind them.

Has His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin come to see him?

Lu Zhaoling was silent for a moment.

"He has gone to the palace."

"Did the prince go to the palace to seek justice for me? Cough cough." Censor Lin was a little excited and started coughing.

"What are you thinking about?" The assistant doctor couldn't help but shout, "Are you confused?"

He is so shameless that the prince is going to ask for justice for him?