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Chapter 106 Emergency
Zhu Yu was a little stunned and didn't respond, and Lu Qing didn't plan to say more on this topic.

After a while, the carriage returned to Xiaoyao Palace. The maid in the house had already prepared hot water on the stove. Seeing them come back, she hurried to help the two of them wash up.

After washing and changing clothes, the smell of alcohol on Lu Qing's body had almost dissipated, and he looked a lot more refreshed.

As usual, one of them slept on a bed and the other on a couch.

After blowing out the lights, Zhu Yu closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep. Suddenly, he heard Lu Qing say from behind the screen, "I don't know what your situation was like in the Zhu family, but now you have married into the Jin Kingdom and entered the Xiaoyao Palace.

No matter if it's the princess, Mr. Zhu, or Yu Changshi, as long as it has nothing to do with the overall situation, you can do whatever you want to do. You can say whatever you want to say to me and do whatever you want to do. You don't have to be stiff all the time.

If the Xiaoyao Palace can remain safe and sound, no one will dare to criticize your words and deeds in the future.

If in the end, there is no escape..."

He suddenly laughed in the darkness: "The rest of my life may only last a short ten years. If I can't live a comfortable life, it will be a real loss."

Zhu Yu hummed, turned over, and sighed softly.

Although Lu Qing didn't finish his words, she understood them.

Although the reason is unknown, the fact is that if Duke Yan's faction succeeds in taking power, they will definitely not leave Lu Qing any chance of survival.

As for the other group of people who were hiding in the dark and stirring up trouble, their malice towards Lu Qing was probably no less than that of Duke Yan.

Add to that the unpredictable Emperor Jin.

Lu Qing is caught between these forces. If he wants to help Lu Chao succeed in taking the throne and carve out a way to survive, he must hide his true nature.

It is tiring to always appear in a disguised form.

Being himself is Lu Qing's most extravagant and unattainable wish at the moment. He can't do it, but he hopes someone can do it.

The hideous scars she saw on his body that day flashed before Zhu Yu's eyes again, and she became more and more curious about Lu Qing's past.

The next morning, just after breakfast, Talisman arrived with a pitch-black wooden box, not much bigger than a palm, in his hand. He handed it to Zhu Yu with a serious look on his face, saying that Lu Qing had specifically instructed him to take it home and give it to Zhu Yu after leaving the court, and that it must not pass through the hands of a third person.

Zhu Yu was a little puzzled. She didn't know what this thing was and why it was so mysterious. Out of caution, she took the wooden box, returned to the room, closed the doors and windows, and then opened it carefully. While slowly opening the lid, she couldn't help but wonder in her heart.

It would be great if Lu Qing didn't come up with something weird again and asked the talisman to be sent back to tease him, otherwise he would be in trouble...

As soon as the box was opened, Zhu Yu realized that he had been judging others by his own standards. The dark box was lined with a piece of red-gold silk.

For ordinary people, even touching this color, let alone using it, would be considered an act of presumption.

There is only one person in the world who is qualified to use it at will.

In the middle of the red-gold silk was a waist badge with a gold background and blue outlines, and a tiger head pattern underneath. It was just slightly smaller than the one Lu Qing had.

This must be the waist badge of the personal attendant of the Golden-faced Censor that Lu Qing asked Emperor Jin for that day!
Zhu Yu carefully took out the badge and held it in his hand. It felt heavy and substantial.

She looked at the badge from left to right, examining it carefully, feeling an indescribable joy in her heart.

Although being exhausted to death by never-ending work is a tragic thing, after arriving here, the feeling of being treated like air and having no weight at all is not very pleasant either.

Life must be meaningful, and this value shouldn't just be reflected in "not getting in the way." Although he had gone out with Lu Qing a few times before and had played a significant role, the feeling of being shameful and without a name or status still made Zhu Yu feel a little guilty.

It’s different now. This heavy, shiny badge is a thousand times more useful than any reassurance pills.

Fu Lu was guarding in the yard. He vaguely heard the lady jumping and dancing in the room, and heard faint laughter. A look of confusion appeared on his face.

What did you bring back for your wife? Look how happy she is!

At noon that day, Zhu Yu, for the first time, ordered the chef of the palace to prepare a few more dishes to make it more sumptuous, as a small celebration that he would be going out with Lu Qing from now on, which was also legitimate and justified!
Lu Qing came back before dinner and brought back a piece of news - he received an invitation to Lu Zhang's wedding.

The date of Lu Zhang's wedding had been set long ago. It would be tomorrow. The ceremony would be simple, with a banquet held at his house. He only planned to invite his brothers and some close relatives and old friends.

This matter has long been spread outside, and half of the people in the capital know about it.

Lu Qing was caught up by Lu Zhang outside the hall after the morning court session. Lu Zhang handed him the invitation with an embarrassed look on his face.

I don't know how to comment on this news.

As the saying goes, three days for an invitation, two days for a call, and one day for a mention.

Lu Zhang is getting married tomorrow, but he only informed Lu Qing today after the morning court session. It would be more accurate to say that he was "inviting" him to attend the banquet rather than inviting him.

Sending the invitation to the other party's home at least three days in advance is a sincere invitation to the guest to visit.

And Lu Qing's treatment was more like asking him to come over to help make up the numbers.

At first glance, this seemed to be a disregard for Lu Qing, but in Zhu Yu's opinion, it more reflected the pettiness of Duke Yan.

A man of such old age, still a powerful figure in the government, is so confrontational and calculating towards Lu Qing, who is two generations younger than him. It is hard not to wonder if he had some conflicts with Lu Qing's ancestors that even death could not erase?

Zhu Yu paused with his chopsticks, looking up at Lu Qing. He saw that he didn't seem to take the childish tricks of Duke Yan and his companions seriously. "Then do you need me to be Yu Changshi and accompany you to the banquet tomorrow?"

Lu Qing used a spoon to scoop a spoonful of fish sashimi into Zhu Yu's bowl and said, "Eat more. You'll have more energy when you're full."

After we finish the meal, I'm afraid Madam will have to trouble you again."

Zhu Yu had no idea what he meant until the meal was over and the servants in the mansion were busy clearing away the leftovers on the table.

Lu Qing and Zhu Yu stood up and left. After taking a few steps, Lu Qing's face suddenly changed. He groaned, covered his stomach with one hand, and his body swayed. It seemed that he was about to fall.

Zhu Yu quickly reached out to help him, and he took the opportunity to put his hand on his shoulder and put most of his body weight on him.

"Your Highness! What's wrong with you?!" The servant was shocked by Lu Qing's reaction.

"Suddenly I felt like a knife was stabbing my stomach..." Lu Qing squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, as if he was enduring the severe pain.

Zhu Yu turned his head and glanced at him quickly, then said to the servant, "I'll help the prince back to his room to rest. You quickly ask Fu Wen to go to the Shang Pharmacy and ask a doctor to come and treat the prince!"

The servant finally came to his senses and ran away in a hurry without even bothering to pick up the dishes.

(End of this chapter)