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

Lu Zhaoling looked at Zhou Shiyue and snorted.

"First of all, this statement is uncomfortable to hear."

"Secondly, this word just doesn't make you feel comfortable."

“Finally, I was not feeling well.”

Zhou Shiyue: “…”

Zhou Shiyue turned to Qingfeng and said, "Forget what I just said."

Qing Feng: "Your Majesty, do we still need to tell the Crown Prince that we don't need to go to see him off tomorrow?"

Zhou Shiyue turned to Lu Zhaoling again: "Send it?"

Lu Zhaoling hooked her hand around his neck and pushed him down, forcing him to adapt to her height.

The prince who was standing and watching over there saw this scene, and his eyes widened a little.

The emperor's uncle, his wise, brave, tall and upright uncle, bowed his head and bent his waist. And he didn't seem to have any intention of resisting at all.

Prince: I really want to get closer to see what the uncle's expression is like. What the aunt is saying.

What is Lu Zhaoling talking about?

She was saying, "Zhou Shiyue, tell me the truth, why didn't you let me enter the palace and why are you afraid that I would meet the prince?"

Zhou Shiyue didn't expect Lu Yiyi to be so smart. It turns out she had already seen through it.

"Are you afraid that I will embarrass you in front of your royal family?" Lu Zhaoling asked again.

Zhou Shiyue looked at her wide eyes and immediately confessed.

"Why would you lose face? You are a master, a great man, and such a beauty, how can you lose face? I am afraid that if you look at the faces of the father and son, it will affect your life span. Didn't I say that the fate of an emperor cannot be predicted casually?"

Lu Zhaoling didn't expect that he had this concern, and she was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Shiyue grabbed her hand and looked back. Zhou Ze was standing there staring at him with his eyes wide open.

What's there to see?

He immediately grabbed Lu Zhaoling's waist with both hands, lifted her up and pushed her into the carriage.

The curtain of the carriage was lowered, and he waved with the back of his hand at the prince at the palace gate and said, "Go back to your East Palace."

The prince burst out laughing.

This is how the Emperor's uncle and Miss Lu get along.

He waved and turned back.

Along the way, he couldn't help thinking, how nice it would be for the emperor's uncle to have someone like Miss Lu accompany him in the future. To the emperor's uncle, she must be extremely precious.

It seems that he has to work hard to keep his position as the crown prince and ascend to the throne smoothly in the future. From now on, he will be the one to protect his uncle's happiness.

Zhou Shiyue also got on the carriage.

As soon as he came up, he leaned on Lu Zhaoling as if he had no bones, and said lazily, "I'm so tired."

"Did you sleep in the cold palace last night?" Lu Zhaoling asked.

I feel so tired after just staying in the palace for one night.

There is a delay in reading it every week.

This is a really weird response.

"Why would I sleep in the cold palace?"

"Is that a back massage for your brother?"

"Am I that kind of person?"

"Why else are you so tired?" Lu Zhaoling said this, took out a talisman, and stuck it on his chest.

Zhou Shiyue initially thought it was another silence symbol. He moved his mouth and made a tentative sound, "Woo woo?"

"Waaaaa? La la la?"

I can still say it.

"Are you stupid?" Lu Zhaoling looked at him. What were you talking about?

It’s not a silencing talisman, but a freezing talisman?

Zhou Shiyue reached behind and hugged Lu Zhaoling's waist.

The waist is so thin.

You can move your hands, too.

"Zhou Shiyue, stop playing tricks," Lu Zhaoling suddenly understood, "This is a body-strengthening talisman, it also has some effect in relieving fatigue."

She pinched his side.

Zhou Shiyue’s waist tensed up.

"The princess may be unforgiving in her words, but in fact she still feels sorry for me."

Zhou Shiyue reached out, picked her up and put her on his lap.

The carriage is already moving.

Outside, Qinglin asked, "Miss, where are you going back to?"

Zhou Shiyue listened to his question and held Lu Zhaoling's face, "My guard, where should I go back to ask you now?"

Lu Zhaoling also noticed this, and she burst out laughing, "Reflect on this."

After that, she said to the outside, "Go to the palace."

"Yes."

Zhou Shiyue waited for her to finish speaking and then kissed her on the lips.

As their lips rubbed against each other, he said in a low voice, "No need to reflect on yourself. I will listen to you, Princess."

After staying in the palace for a day, he missed her so much.

Before this, Zhou Shiyue had never thought that one day he would miss someone just because he hadn't seen them for a day and a night.

He kissed her, and he did not let Lu Zhaoling leave his legs all the way to Prince Jin's Mansion.

Outside the carriage, many people on the street were talking about the Lu family, while inside the carriage the two were so close that they couldn't be separated.

"My Lord, Miss, we are here."

Until Qinglin's voice was heard outside.

Zhou Shiyue let go of Lu Zhaoling, looked at her lips, and instantly came to his senses.

"Get off the carriage..."

Lu Zhaoling was about to get off his lap, but was stopped by him.

"Or, wait a little longer?" Zhou Shiyue said.

"We're here, what are you waiting for?"

Lu Zhaoling was puzzled.

"Um, Xiao Lingling, don't you feel anything?" Zhou Shiyue felt a little guilty.

"What does it feel like?" Lu Zhaoling's eyes fell on his lips, and she suddenly felt a little guilty. She had bitten his lips just now because he kissed her for too long and she was almost suffocating. Now there were teeth marks on his lips.

Could it be that she was so distracted and passionate that she didn't control her strength and bit too hard? Otherwise, why would the teeth marks still remain?

If he got off the carriage like this, everyone would think she was born in the Year of the Dog, right?

It didn’t matter whether he had face or not, the main thing was that she felt she would be too embarrassed to see anyone.

"My legs feel a little numb, so I'll sit for a while longer," she said embarrassedly.

It was his legs that she sat on, right? If anyone's legs were numb, it should be his.

But Zhou Shiyue looked at her slightly swollen lips and didn't dare to refute.

He didn't expect that he kissed her lips so hard that they were swollen. If she got off the carriage like this, everyone would know what they did in the carriage by looking at her like this, which would definitely not be good for her reputation.

The two of them sat there without moving, their eyes met and then separated, both looking like they had some "hidden agenda".

"My Lord? My Lady?"

Qingfeng, Qinglin and the others waited outside for a long time, but there was no movement from the carriage.

"Your Majesty, we have arrived at the palace."

There was no movement in the carriage again.

Lu Zhaoling glared at Zhou Shiyue and said with his lips, "Speak up!"

Zhou Shiyue pursed his lips and blinked.

"say what?"

Legs numb? His legs are fine now. She sat on him all the way and he was fine.

The two of them looked at each other, just staring at each other's lips feeling guilty.

I chewed too much. I must be more careful next time.

"Did the prince and the young lady fall asleep?"

Qinglin glanced at Qingfeng and reached out to lift the car curtain.

He opened a crack and took a look.

As a result, just as the curtain was opened a crack, Zhou Shiyue swept over with his hand, and with a gust of wind from his palm, the curtain hit Qinglin's back of the hand with a snap.

The back of my hand is red.

Qinglin: “…”

Qing Feng's eyes fell on the back of his hand and he took three steps back.

In the carriage, Lu Zhaoling's eyes widened.

She looked at Zhou Shiyue: Are you crazy?

Such a big reaction will lead to misunderstanding!