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

"Can you still fly?"

The emperor was happy.

"I've wanted to cut him down for a long time!"

Lu Zhaoling pinched her fingers slightly, and a talisman from her sleeve slid between her fingers.

She flicked it.

"The underworld spring leads the soul back to Siming, break it!"

The retired emperor suddenly felt that the power that bound him was broken. With a stir of his soul, the tablet flew up into the air.

Everyone was staring at the tablet of the retired emperor, seeing it motionless, and were about to look at Marquis Qingfu.

They realized that it was ridiculous for the emperor's tablet to appear and agree to the wedding.

But as soon as they looked away, the tablet suddenly flew out, as fast as lightning, and hit Qing Fuhou hard!

Boom!

This blow hit Qing Fuhou's other eye.

"Ah!" He screamed again in an instant.

The tablet fell to the ground.

Everyone was shocked.

Lu Zhaoling stretched out her finger and poked Zhou Shiyue's lower back, saying in a low voice, "Go pick it up quickly."

Your Majesty, you are so unskilled in this business! You hit it so hard that the tablet fell to the ground and couldn't fly back!

However, if it flies back to the altar, it would be too magical. Wouldn’t it scare the adults to death?

Zhou Shiyue walked quickly forward, bent down to pick up the tablet, at the same time reached out to pick up the broken silk thread on the ground, and glared at Qing Fuhou.

"How dare you, Marquis Qingfu! You actually played tricks in secret and tried to tear down the tablet of the retired emperor!"

Everyone looked closely and found that there was actually a silk thread?

Was that Qing Fuhou's doing?

He wanted to pull the tablet down gently and pretend that the emperor had appeared and agreed to his request?

"Marquis Qingfu was too nervous and used too much force, so he pulled the tablet of the retired emperor in front of himself and hit himself." Lu Zhaoling spoke at this time.

Although everyone didn't know how Qing Fuhou did it, how could he hit his other eye so hard that it became swollen?

But this statement is more reliable than the claim that the emperor really appeared and the tablet flew out and hit Qing Fuhou, right?

They believed it!

The people from the Ministry of Rites breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

It was Qing Fuhou’s fault!

"However, Marquis Qingfu has already made some efforts and failed. There is no guarantee that the retired emperor may not have really appeared and lost his temper." Lu Zhaoling said again.

Everyone's worries, which had just been put at ease, were raised again.

So, it is still possible for the emperor to appear?

No matter what, the result is that this road is blocked! This thing cannot be done!

"Come here, Qing Fuhou is so audacious that he disrespected the tablet of the retired emperor and pulled it down, disturbing the peace of the retired emperor and the ancestral temple. Take him away and send him to the Dali Temple!"

At Zhou Shiyue's command, the guards came in and set up Qing Fuhou on the spot.

Qing Fuhou's eyes were red and swollen like cores, and he was almost fainting from the pain. Before he could come to his senses, he was taken away.

"Prince Jin... Ugh!"

Qinglin pressed his mute point.

"take away."

Qing Fuhou was dragged out.

Outside, the two junior brothers Si Zhen and Jie Chi watched with wide eyes, both a little scared.

"Brother, let me tell you something in secret. This person must have offended Benefactor Lu. He is going to be in bad luck."

Si Zhen covered his junior brother's mouth and felt a lot of snack crumbs with his hand.

He subconsciously raised his other hand and wiped his mouth.

Qingyin and Qingbao looked at the two of them and burst out laughing.

These two little masters ate quite a bit of snacks.

In the hall, Zhou Shiyue showed the tablet and silk thread to everyone.

Everyone discovered that the silk thread was indeed stuck in the narrow cracks of the golden nanmu wood. If it was pulled, wouldn't the tablet fall down?

Duke Ying was also very angry, but he discovered the blind spot.

"That's not right. In order to make the tablet hold the thin wire, Qing Fuhou actually made a crack in the tablet of the retired emperor?! He dared to damage the tablet of the retired emperor!!!"

Lu Zhaoling: “…”

To be honest, she had created that extremely thin crack when she came to see the retired emperor last time, because in this way, the retired emperor's soul could find a loophole. Otherwise, the tablet carved by her personally would be the perfect container for sealing souls, and the retired emperor would not be able to get out except for occasionally falling over.

However, Duke Ying blamed the rift on Marquis Qingfu, and she remained silent.

Let Qing Fuhou take it.

Zhou Shiyue glanced at her and understood instantly.

"Please ask Duke Ying and all the other lords to inform my brother. My father's tablet has been destroyed. I feel sad and will not enter the palace."

Zhou Shiyue said as he placed the tablet, then grabbed Lu Zhaoling's hand and turned away "heartbroken".

"Don't be too upset, Your Majesty. The Emperor is a filial son and will definitely not spare Qing Fuhou..."

Miss Lu's consoling voice gradually faded away.

Duke Ying and others hurriedly burned incense to the retired emperor and apologized for their crimes.

"Your Highness is really sad this time." Duke Ying sighed, "Marquis Qingfu deserves to die!"

Others were also in disbelief. Who gave Qing Fuhou the courage? Even if it was to save his son, he couldn't have come up with such a wicked and rebellious method.

The official before him looked pale and was sweating profusely.

He wasn't exposed?

But he didn't split the tablet of the retired emperor, he only agreed to help pull the silk thread!

After leaving the ancestral temple and getting on the carriage, Zhou Shiyue held Lu Zhaoling's face with both hands, pressing her lips so hard that they pouted.

He looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"Er, how did you do it? Even Father can fly?"

He was also shocked just now. If he hadn't tried his best to keep his face expressionless, he would have been shocked as well.

Lu Zhaoling was squeezed by his palm so hard that her words were slurred, "Let go..."

Seeing that he didn't let go, she was about to reach out and strangle him, but at this moment the carriage suddenly shook violently.

Lu Zhaoling fell into his arms and hit his chest.

Zhou Shiyue held her face with both hands and lifted it up, "Did it hurt?"

"Your chest is as hard as a coffin lid..."

Lu Zhaoling hadn't finished her words yet, and Zhou Shiyue felt a little dry in the mouth when he saw her moist red lips.

Lu Er looks very delicious like this.

"Your Highness, for some reason, a few slabs of stone have been pried up on the road. You and Miss, please sit tight..."

Qinglin's voice came from outside, but before he could finish, the carriage shook violently again.

Lu Zhaoling fell into Zhou Shiyue's arms again.

Zhou Shiyue's eyes deepened slightly. He loosened his hand and instead held her in his arms.

"Don't bump into it."

He protected her head.

Lu Zhaoling was held in his arms, her face pressed against his chest. She could hear his heartbeat, which was a little abnormally fast.

She originally wanted to tell Zhou Shiyue that there was something wrong with his fast heartbeat, but when the words came to her lips, she realized something and pursed her lips.

Zhou Shiyue...was attracted to her, and she was not stupid, so she could still see it.

Will this partnership change?

She leaned in his arms and thought.

Zhou Shiyue originally thought that she would push him away, but the girl in his arms was so quiet and well-behaved that he couldn't help but tighten his arms.

"Lu Xiaoer, how about we deepen our cooperation?"

Zhou Shiyue's slightly low voice sounded above his head. Lu Zhaoling woke up and raised her head in his arms.