The emperor has always had a secret thought hidden in his heart.

He has appearance anxiety.

Especially every time I meet Prince Jin.

He himself was not as good-looking as the Prince of Jin. He had often heard people secretly discussing why the Prince of Jin was so handsome, while he, as his elder brother, was of average appearance and aged quickly?

The emperor felt that it was a fact that he was not as handsome as the Prince of Jin, and he had no choice, but he was holding his breath in his heart. He had to marry the most beautiful concubine and have good-looking children.

As long as his sons and daughters are prettier than the children of King Jin in the future, it would be like venting his anger.

Therefore, he liked the appearance of the second prince Zhou Ling, because Zhou Ling had been praised for his handsome appearance since he was a child.

Zhou Ling was still relatively lively. He would try to please him, act like a scoundrel to him, and act coquettishly with him, so as to get closer to him.

Moreover, Concubine Shu looks a bit like the girl he loved in the past.

Crown Prince Zhou Ze actually looks better than Zhou Ling, but who can blame Zhou Ze for looking a bit like Prince of Jin?

How could the emperor possibly like someone like the Prince of Jin?

As for the little grandson, he now looks very much like him, so he naturally likes him.

He doesn't like the fat little Seventh Prince.

The emperor sat on the dragon throne and looked at the officials kneeling in the hall and shouting "Long live the emperor". The third prince Zhou Yi came to his mind.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a little angry with the prince.

Now that he thinks about it, if he can't give the position of crown prince to Zhou Ling, he would rather give it to Zhou Yi.

Anyway, it’s better to give it to anyone than to Zhou Ze.

But for Zhou Ze, Zhou Yi's mother was sentenced to death, and he was demoted to a commoner. It is estimated that the father and son will never see each other again in this life.

If the person who was demoted was Zhou Ze, it would be better if it was Zhou Ling or Zhou Yi in the Eastern Palace now.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report."

The minister's loud shout brought the emperor back to his senses.

He glanced at it subconsciously, oh, that's good, Prince Jin didn't come.

It’s really great that Prince Jin didn’t come.

"What is it that you, my dear minister, are reporting?" the emperor asked.

At this time, Zhou Shiyue rubbed his slightly swollen forehead and lay down on the bed.

If all goes well, he can still have an hour to sleep.

He glanced at the tablet at the head of the bed.

When he thought about his father and Lu Xiaoer being in the underworld, he felt an indescribable weird feeling.

Zhou Shiyue fell asleep almost as soon as he closed his eyes.

But after a moment, he heard a loud shout: "Ayue, are you up?!"

Zhou Shiyue shuddered and sat up.

He looked at the tablet.

"Father?"

"Get up, young people, get up early!"

The retired emperor's voice sounded full of energy and a little anxious.

"I'm telling you, Master Ling has a wooden box that was previously stored in the Judge's Hall. It still has a sealing talisman on it. She has no recollection of it. Ask her master if he knows about it."

"Also, Master Ling has already gotten up. A little ghost came to report that the Samsara Fruit is about to mature. They also received news that many ghost cultivators are lurking around, ready to snatch the Samsara Fruit."

"We have to rush there now to help guard the Samsara Fruit. I heard we'll pass through the Ghost Abyss along the way. I don't know what will happen. You should be alert. If I call you for help in an emergency, don't be away!"

"Okay, that's it for now, we're about to set off!"

The tablet returned to silence.

Zhou Shiyue rubbed his eyebrows.

The good news was that Aling was fine. But he was still worried about helping Youming guard the Samsara Fruit next, and not knowing if there would be a fierce battle.

The bad news is that after being woken up like this, he can't sleep anymore. Even if he is sleepy, he dare not sleep. He has to keep an eye on the news over there.

He got up, picked up the tablet with one hand, and walked towards the front hall, shaking it.

"Your Majesty, why are you up so early?"

Frog Brother floated over.

Zhou Shiyue took a quick glance and discovered that Zheng Ying was still hanging on the branches of the locust tree.

He paused: "......"

What's wrong with this?

Hanging and swinging from a tree early in the morning?

Zheng Ying met his gaze and was so shocked that she lost her grip and fell down with a thud. She couldn't keep her balance and her leg bones cracked.

Zhou Shiyue: “???”

Zheng Ying quickly floated up, reached out and pressed the leg bone back, and there was another click.

"Your Majesty, how can you see me? I'm not showing up." Zheng Ying was a little nervous and stuttered.

She felt that the spiritual energy under the locust tree was most abundant from evening to early morning, so she came up with this idea and hung herself on the tree to practice.

But she is clearly invisible.

Uncle Liu hadn't seen her when he was cleaning the yard just now. Old Ma and Ma Xiaoliu hadn't seen her either when they were carrying grass to feed the horses and clean the carriage.

Why did King Jin see it?

When Zhou Shiyue heard her words, he was also a little confused.

In fact, he felt something was strange since he saw the two ghost messengers yesterday.

He didn't answer Zheng Ying, but thought of something and said to Zheng Ying and Frog, "You guys don't have anything to do tonight, right?"

"My Lord, it's alright."

"Then after sunset, you will help me check on a few people."

He was complaining about the lack of manpower, and now he has these two hands, no, ghost hands, it would be a waste if he didn't use them.

"Yes."

"it is good!"

Frog Brother and Zheng Ying were very happy to hear his words.

They want to work too!

Zhou Shiyue nodded and said, "I'll give you the list this afternoon."

He wanted Qing Xiao to hand over the list of his people that was difficult to find to Brother Frog and Zheng Ying. Maybe there would be some unexpected gains.

Zhou Shiyue walked into the hall and placed the tablet on the table.

As soon as I put it down, Lu Song came in.

"Your Majesty, I will guard here first."

"Ah."

At this time, the underworld.

Lu Zhaoling and his group were rushing towards the Samsara Fruit.

The Netherworld Flower will bear the fruit of reincarnation, which is a big deal in the Netherworld.

The last result was nearly a hundred years ago.

Along the way, there are dark forests everywhere like ghosts, with faint light shining through the deep darkness. The road is winding, and there are sometimes trees and sometimes strange rocks on both sides of the road. Most of the time, there are two pieces of unfathomable black fog that sandwich the road.

It wasn't completely silent, though. Occasionally, from somewhere indistinct, one could hear distant, ethereal sounds, like howling, wailing, or even crying.

Or, you can hear birds singing from time to time.

But there was no vitality.

Lian Jie Chi and Jin Yuan could feel this.

Staying in a lifeless place for a long time can really make people feel depressed.

But now they have to help protect the Samsara Fruit.

Bloom and bear fruit.

This is already the vitality of the underworld!

As they hurried on their way, even Jin Yuan and Jie Chi felt a surge of pride in their hearts.

"Master Lu, will there really be a lot of people trying to grab the Samsara Fruit?" Jie Chi asked curiously.

Lu Zhaoling shook his head.

"will not."

"what?"

When Jie Chi was stunned, Lu Zhaoling corrected him, "It was a lot of ghosts who went to rob them."

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