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

Lu Zhaoling said, "You are such a great painter. Last time you drew that ugly picture for me, it was so lifelike!"

Zhou Shiyue: “…”

"It's not like I can't draw something pretty. I'll start drawing tomorrow and make you look especially pretty."

It wasn't his fault that she discovered him when he was just drawing for the first time.

"So, if this black mass can't be cured, you can paint it, making it unique. But, no other girl can see even your knees! Even if you paint it, it's only for me to see!"

Lu Zhaoling waved his fist at him fiercely.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Shiyue first stared at her steadily, and then laughed softly after a while.

The laughter became more and more joyful.

In the end, she laughed so hard that the light in her eyes shattered into stardust.

He reached out and touched her face, his fingertips gently stroking her lips.

He smiled and said to her, "Don't be like this. I'm not fragile glass. If you keep pampering me like this, we won't be able to tell the difference between our identities."

"I'm a man, and I should be the one protecting you. However, you set an example for me. If you get old with gray hair, wrinkled skin, and spots on your skin, I should kiss every one of your age spots..."

"Nonsence!!!"

Lu Zhaoling interrupted him immediately.

"You are the one who has age spots! Zhou Shiyue, are you itching for trouble? I'm only sixteen, not sixty. How can you let your thoughts wander to age spots?"

Lu Zhaoling slapped his hand away and jumped up.

"Besides, you are a few years older than me. If anyone is going to get age spots, you will get them first. It's hard to say who will look down on whom by then!"

"The fact that you are a few years older can be ignored. I don't dislike you, and you are not allowed to dislike me."

Zhou Shiyue snorted.

While he was humming, Lu Zhaoling picked up the puppet and pulled out the black needle in an instant.

"Ah! Ugh!"

Zhou Shiyue felt a sharp pain in his knee instantly, as if the needle was suddenly pulled out of his bone joint. The feeling was extremely clear.

He cried out in pain, then immediately pursed his lips.

Zhou Shiyue looked at Lu Zhaoling accusingly.

Lu Zhaoling slapped a talisman on one of his knees and met his gaze, "Remove the spell."

"Lu Xiaoer, you always attack suddenly like this, don't you think it's a bad habit?"

Zhou Shiyue gritted his teeth.

But he himself was also surprised. She was able to succeed in his surprise attack every time, which meant that he was really not on guard against her.

Since when did he become so relaxed in front of her?

Relax like a normal person.

"I'm just afraid that if I remind you first, you'll be nervous." Lu Zhaoling sat down next to him and put her hands on his knees.

“It really came this time.”

"That wasn't true just now... Ugh!"

Before Zhou Shiyue could finish his words, he saw Lu Zhaoling suddenly grab his knees and pull them out violently.

He saw with his own eyes that there was a ball of thick black air in each of his knees, which was pulled out by her.

The black air seemed to have life, tightly pulling at his muscles, bones and flesh, trying to resist Lu Zhaoling's pull.

However, Lu Zhaoling was extremely strong. He grabbed with both hands and continued to pull it out.

There were two crisp sounds.

In fact, this was the sound Zhou Shiyue imagined when he saw the situation before him.

There was no sound, but the two balls of black air were suddenly pulled out and finally left his knees. But at the moment of pulling, his kneecap seemed to be deformed and protruded a lot.

The pain was so severe during this process that he clenched his teeth tightly and grasped the cushion beside him with both hands until his knuckles turned white.

Zhou Shiyue's body trembled uncontrollably.

He watched the two balls of black air being pulled out, and then Lu Zhaoling threw the black air upwards and threw a talisman over at the same time.

"The evil will dissipate, the Dao Qi will remain forever, disperse!"

The Purification Talisman suddenly burned and turned into thousands of sparks, enveloping the black gas, corroding it inch by inch and swallowing it bit by bit.

The golden light intertwined with the black air, and then the black air was completely eliminated.

Lu Zhaoling's hand pressed on his knee again.

"The plague is digested and dissipated into smoke. The order of the Qingling talisman is as urgent as a law."

Lu Zhaoling's palm pressed down slowly, and Zhou Shiyue saw his deformed kneecap being slowly pushed back to its original position.

There was a warm feeling in her palms, soothing his pain.

The pain became less and less, and he felt himself gradually relaxing.

Lu Zhaoling looked up and said softly, "Ayue, close your eyes."

Zhou Shiyue was still thinking about her calling his name like that, but his eyelids had already closed uncontrollably.

Almost as soon as he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing that he fell asleep, Lu Zhaoling placed her hands on his knees and continued to chant in a low voice.

The spell was obscure and lengthy. She closed her eyes and moved her lips slightly, reciting it until dawn.

At the stone table outside, Rong Jingjing put two cushions on the stone chair, placed a lamp on the table, brought over a six-grid tray of snacks, and brought a small charcoal stove to warm the wine.

He placed two small cups in front of him and sat down with the eldest brother.

Yin Yunting poured the wine, picked up the glass and raised it to her.

"Xiao Lingzi wasted a lot of energy trying to remove the spell, so it was rare that she didn't curse this time."

He chuckled and took a sip. The sweet-scented osmanthus wine was just like the reunion night of the master's school.

Everyone was still there and it was very lively.

Now, he and the second sister are the only ones left, guarding and accompanying the eldest sister while she removes the talisman.

"It can be seen that the senior sister is sincere to His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin, so naturally she won't curse at him." Rong Jingjing said.

She raised her glass as well.

"I miss Master and the others."

In the past, if the senior sister was removing a spell for someone, everyone in their sect would gather together, one to protect them in case of an accident, and the other to accompany them. After all, removing a spell takes a long time.

The two of them drank and looked at the dim light coming from Lu Zhaoling's room until dawn.

Under the eaves farther away, Qingfeng and Qinglin stood straight, guarding quietly.

When the door opened, Lu Zhaoling walked out.

She didn't seem surprised to see her fellow junior brothers and sisters.

He came over, leaned on the table, and sniffed, "Osmanthus wine, give me a pot."

Yin Yunting tapped her on the head.

"There's no portion for you. Aunt Liu has cooked some bird's nest, and Qingyin and Qingbao will bring it to you right away."

"Bird's nest, I'm tired of eating it." Lu Zhaoling muttered.

"Miss, the prince..." Qingfeng Qinglin walked over.

"His leg is healed. Wait until he wakes up and let him jump for you." Lu Zhaoling said.

Qingfeng and Qinglin were very happy, but they didn't have the courage to ask the prince to jump for them.

As soon as the city gate opened, Zhu Ran entered the city carrying his bag.

He could not hide his anxiety on his face. After entering the city, he asked for the direction of Shu's house and rushed over.

Shu Xiaofeng was a little surprised when he heard that a senior brother came to see him.

Logically, the senior brothers and sisters would not come to look for Master Shu, so why did they come so early in the morning?

"Brothers? What happened?"