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

The Runan Marquisate decided to keep Miss Deng and still let her be the Crown Prince's wife.

Lu Zhaoling had already told them the truth about Miss Deng Er's situation, and it was actually very rare that they were able to make such a decision.

"I hope Miss Deng can cherish their kindness and live a good life with the prince in the future." Rong Jingjing said.

At this time, Yin Yunting said, "Don't tell me, I think Master Dai will like Miss Deng Er."

Rong Jingjing and Lu Zhaoling were both stunned for a moment.

"No way? Dai Xu is so scared of her now, and he keeps shouting that he wants a divorce."

"Just watch." Yin Yunting just smiled and didn't say much.

A rascal like Dai Xu is hard to please by any girl.

Miss Deng is gentle and resourceful, and Dai Xu fell in love with her at first sight. Next, Miss Deng will definitely try every means to eliminate Dai Xu's fear of her.

If they could continue living like that, it might not be a bad marriage.

Lu Zhaoling nodded, "I hope so."

Zhou Shiyue is here too.

As soon as she saw him, Lu Zhaoling was a little surprised. "It's so late. Why don't you go back to the palace? Aren't you hungry?"

"Hasn't the prince paid for his stay here? I've paid for my accommodation and food first, so why can't I come and eat?"

Zhou Shiyue sat down without any hesitation.

Aunt Liu quickly went to get him a set of bowls and chopsticks.

"Okay, okay." Lu Zhaoling also hurriedly continued to eat, "You sent the little master back to the ancestral temple. Can you enter the temple?"

"He didn't go in, and the emperor isn't in there." Zhou Shiyue said as a matter of course, "Please ask him to go back, and I'll go burn incense again."

When the retired emperor, who had just returned, heard this, his face turned dark.

"You little brat, are you going to destroy the bridge after crossing it?"

He is able to come out now, why do we have to send him back to the ancestral temple and make him hide in a piece of wood?

He won't go!

"I am helping you to set a good date for you and Master Ling."

Talking about this matter, Zhou Shiyue couldn't control the upward curve of his lips.

When everyone heard this, they all looked at him.

"Has the date been chosen?"

"Yes." Zhou Shiyue nodded, pretending not to care, and said in a flat tone, "It's the end of June."

"So fast?!" Lu Zhaoling almost jumped up.

It's only been more than a month.

She wasn't quite ready yet.

"Do you want to go back on your word?" Zhou Shiyue immediately put down his chopsticks and stared at her dangerously.

Lu Zhaoling chuckled, "I'm not regretting it. Why would I do such a thing? What I mean is, I can wait for my master to take a good look at the date. It would be fine to choose a date at the end of the year when the weather won't be too hot."

"So what if the weather is hot?" Zhou Shiyue asked.

"What's wrong? It's so hot in late June. Wearing such thick wedding dresses will make you sweat."

Lu Zhaoling touched her face and said, "By then my face will be covered in sweat, and I won't be the most beautiful bride anymore. Besides, when we get to the bridal chamber..."

All sticky...

"Cough cough!" Zhou Shiyue almost choked himself.

"Senior Sister." Yin Yunting called Lu Zhaoling helplessly.

There are so many people here, what kind of vicious words does she want to say?

Lu Zhaoling blinked.

"Your thinking is too skewed."

She didn't want to say anything. She just wanted to say that during the wedding night, there would be many wedding candles lit in the room, and there would also be many wedding quilts and so on. If the temperature was set up like that at that time, how hot would the new house be?

Besides, it was already hot, and two people had to sleep in one bed. They were all sticky and there was no romantic atmosphere at all.

At this time, Qinglin said something quickly at the door.

"Miss, haven't you drawn warming talismans before? Otherwise, you can start studying cooling talismans now."

"When the time comes, your and the prince's new house will be covered with cooling talismans..."

Qinglin stopped talking when he met the prince's gaze.

He immediately hid behind the wall.

Can't see him, can't see him.

He wouldn't say anything he shouldn't have said, causing the prince to punish him again, right?

But Qinglin thinks his idea is still good.

There was no sound in the room.

Qinglin endured it again and again, then quickly leaned forward and said something.

"Your Highness, if it really doesn't work, let Madam Sheng San be outside to blow the cold wind."

After saying this, he quickly shrank back again.

Everyone looked at each other, then started laughing.

Qingfeng stood not far away, glanced at Qinglin, and sighed in his heart. If he hadn't added the last sentence, perhaps Qinglin would still be safe. Who made him add that sentence?

Sure enough, Zhou Shiyue's voice came from the room.

"Qinglin, you are on duty tonight. Position: rooftop."

what?

This weather makes him sit on the roof all night?

He would probably be bitten to death by mosquitoes.

Qinglin's face suddenly fell.

"Your Majesty..."

"Ok?"

"Yes." Qinglin looked up and was met with Qingfeng's gloating smile.

That's not right, why is Qingfeng punished less often than him now? Obviously he used to be a very smart person, much better than Qingfeng.

Zhou Shiyue looked at Lu Zhaoling and lowered his voice, "But, is this cool talisman feasible?"

After listening to Lu Zhaoling's words, he couldn't get rid of the word "sticky" in his mind.

Qinglin’s first idea seems pretty good.

The latter idea really makes people want to twist his head off.

Lu Zhaoling took a bite of crispy meat and almost forgot to chew it. Cooling talisman?

Yin Yunting and others couldn't help laughing when they saw how serious they were.

That's enough.

The emperor reached out and patted Zhou Shiyue on the head, feeling very cold.

Zhou Shiyue couldn't help but stare at him.

"Old man, what do you want to do?"

"Don't just think about good things for now," the emperor said. "Think about your little nephew. He is sick tonight."

"Who?"

"It's Aling's child!" The emperor rolled his eyes at him.

Lu Zhaoyun's son? Sick?

Zhou Shiyue asked back indifferently, "What does this have to do with me? If you are sick, please ask the imperial physician."

He is not an imperial physician.

"We invited the imperial physician, but he couldn't find anything. So Lord Zhou invited another traveling doctor, who said the child was frightened," said the retired emperor.

"Frightened?"

Zhou Shiyue felt something was wrong when he heard this. He pointed at himself and asked, "Zhou Ling wants to push this onto me?"

What if he frightened the child in the palace?

The Emperor Emeritus coughed, "What they said was a bit mysterious. Anyway, they said that the child is still too delicate, and is usually not taken anywhere else but to the Prince's Mansion and the palace, so he is not used to the environment where he may have some evil spirits brought from the outside world. The person who came back from a thousand miles away and may have brought some evil spirits from the outside world is you."

So, Lu Zhaoyun made a fuss with Zhou Ling, saying that it must be the emperor's uncle who made their son sick.

Zhou Shiyue sneered when he heard this.

"So? They want me to apologize for their son's crime?" he asked.