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

Shen Xiangjun felt that Lu Zhaoling asked too many questions in detail.

She looked at Lu Zhaoling with some caution.

Could it be that because the late emperor liked the incense she made, Lu Zhaoling now wanted to learn how to make Prince Jin happy?

Based on this reasoning, it is also possible that after the King of Jin came to the ancestral temple, he smelled the incense she made and liked it very much.

So the King of Jin asked the young master in the school where the incense came from. When he found out that it was made by her, the King of Jin might have been so excited that he came to talk to her about the incense, but Lu Zhaoling became jealous and felt sour.

Lu Zhaoling rushed out before Prince Jin to stop her, intending to learn how to make incense from her in order to win the favor of Prince Jin.

So, the conclusion is, it works for her to use this incense to approach King Jin!

Shen Xiangjun thought so and immediately reached out again, "Nothing else was added, but it's not easy to make this incense well. The addition of each spice must be calculated very carefully, and these spices are not cheap."

She smiled slightly, now calm and composed.

As long as she has something to show for it, something that King Jin can care about, then she still has a chance.

There is absolutely no way she would teach Lu Zhaoling this thing.

"I really brought this incense to the late emperor today. He also said before that I could bring incense to the ancestral temple myself. So, I'd better bring it in myself, otherwise it would be too insincere of me."

"As for the gift for you, I will have someone send it to the Lu family tomorrow. Miss Lu, do you think this is okay?"

She also felt that Lu Zhaoling would keep her hand outstretched and would not retract it.

If Lu Zhaoling still has any shame, she must return the box of incense to her.

"Okay," Lu Zhaoling said, "Since you said this incense is not for me, I can't take it away by force."

Shen Xiangjun's smile deepened, waiting for her to hand the incense to her.

"You are going to give this to the late emperor, right?"

"correct."

Lu Zhaoling took two steps back and screamed.

"Little Master Sizhen."

"Quit eating, little master."

Two young monks were beating wooden fish in the main hall. The ten boxes of snacks that the female donor had just mentioned made them uneasy.

As the two of them were knocking, they heard Lu Zhaoling's cry.

"Brother, the female donor needs me now?" Xiaojie's eyes widened and brightened.

"Stop eating..."

Before Sizhen could say anything, Jie Chi put down the wooden fish and ran out.

"Donor, I'm here, how do I use it?"

The young master ran to Lu Zhaoling, panting.

Lu Zhaoling burst out laughing.

She stuffed the box of incense into the young master's arms and said, "This incense was sent by this donor Shen to the late emperor. You can take it to the side hall."

"That's it?"

Xiaojie was stunned.

"Yes, that's it, go ahead." Lu Zhaoling pinched his little round face. Wow, it felt really good.

"it is good."

Xiao Jiechi ran towards the side hall holding the box of incense.

Shen Xiangjun was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

Her hands were still frozen.

By the time I reacted, Xiao Jiechi had already run into the side hall.

Shen Xiangjun could no longer maintain the smile on her face, "Miss Lu! What do you mean?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to give the incense to the late emperor? Can't you let Xiaojiechi help you deliver it?"

"How can I show my sincerity like this? I have to go and burn incense to the late emperor myself!"

Lu Zhaoling clapped her hands. "To show your sincerity, everyone has to listen to you? I'm sorry that you don't allow outsiders to enter that hall."

Lu Zhaoling said this and turned and walked towards the side hall.

"Ms. Lu!" Shen Xiangjun wanted to follow, but Qingfeng and Qinglin immediately stopped her.

At this time, Zhou Shiyue walked out of the hall and looked over here.

Shen Xiangjun quickly stood up straight, bowed towards him, and was about to speak when Zhou Shiyue spoke.

"Pass the order down. From now on, no one without permission will be allowed to enter the ancestral temple at will."

After saying this, he walked towards Lu Zhaoling and extended his hand to her.

It was just three steps, but he helped her up.

The two of them walked into the side hall side by side without looking at her again.

Shen Xiangjun couldn't believe her eyes and ears.

"Your Majesty..."

"Miss Shen, you'd better go back. You heard it too. The prince said you don't have to come to the ancestral temple anymore." Qing Feng said as he gestured for her to leave.

Xianglian, the maid who was waiting for Shen Xiangjun not far away, was also stunned when she saw this scene. The young lady was struggling there for a long time, but she didn't even have the chance to get in front of Prince Jin?

Shen Xiangjun turned around and walked over.

Xianglian felt that her steps were a little heavy.

"Miss, what should I do? His Royal Highness Prince Jin doesn't want to see you?"

"What did you say?" Shen Xiangjun looked at her with a hint of anger.

Xianglian was frightened and said quickly, "It must be Miss Lu who didn't let him see you. Miss Lu is so overbearing."

Although she said so, Shen Xiangjun's mood did not improve at all.

because--

Does the Prince of Jin look like someone who would listen to a woman?

If Lu Zhaoling can control him, what does that mean?

Shen Xiangjun didn't dare to think about the deeper meaning behind this.

She was afraid that if she thought too much, she would not be able to hold on.

However, she had this strange idea since she was a child that only by marrying Prince Jin would she be happiest.

If she married anyone else, she would end up miserably.

I don’t know where this strange idea came from.

She also heard from her family members about her encounter with Prince Jin during her one-year-old birth ceremony. Although she didn't remember it, she was very sure that she had the same thought at that time.

Prince Jin is the one she should catch.

She can't give up.

"I'll go back and make another kind of incense." Shen Xiangjun raised his fighting spirit again.

Since she couldn't come to the ancestral temple, she sent her to the Prince of Jin's mansion.

Or, why not take the prince's approach? Doesn't the prince have the deepest relationship with King Jin?

Xiao Jiechi watched Lu Zhaoling pick up the box of incense again, and asked eagerly, "Donor, you asked me to do this, it's too simple, there shouldn't be any snacks, right?"

Lu Zhaoling was stunned for a moment, then reacted.

She was immediately delighted.

"You like snacks so much?"

Jie Chi nodded.

"Although this matter is very simple, you also showed up in time to help me, so there are still snacks. I will have someone send them to the ancestral temple tomorrow morning!"

Lu Zhaoling said with a smile, "However, we don't have ten boxes this time. It would take a lot of time to make so many."

"One box, just one box will do!" Jie Chi's eyes sparkled, "I'll ask my senior brother to go to your house to get it for me, so you don't have to ask someone to deliver it. I'll just share the snacks with my senior brother. He will agree."

Lu Zhaoling burst out laughing again.

"Your senior brother may not know my family yet. Next time I will take you to get to know the family."

Xiao Jiechi went out full of anticipation.

Lu Zhaoling glanced at the tablet and threw another talisman over.

"Ten thousand taels."

She said to Zhou Shiyue.

The newly formed Emperor said: Too careless, it's 10,000 taels per time. He thought it was just once.