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

Zhou Shiyue turned around and saw the retired emperor sitting in the hall. It was he who asked the question just now.

And next to the retired emperor, the beautiful woman in gorgeous palace clothes was none other than his mother, Concubine Long.

Concubine Long met his gaze with a gentle expression.

"Concubine?"

Zhou Shiyue was stunned for a moment.

His mood fluctuated noticeably at this moment.

How long had it been since he had dreamed of his mother? Except for the last time when a female ghost in the ghost cave disguised herself as Concubine Long and made him see his mother, he could hardly remember her facial features.

Now he actually saw his mother again.

Moreover, she was sitting with her father.

Seeing that both his parents were there, and sitting side by side in the hall at the wedding, Zhou Shiyue's eyes turned red.

This might be the scene he was looking forward to subconsciously.

But he didn't dare to think about it before, because his mother had passed away long ago and his father had become a ghost.

Such a scene would have been impossible to see.

"Yuer, mother is truly happy to see you grow up and get married."

At this time, Concubine Long spoke softly.

"Mother wants to drink her daughter-in-law's tea. Yue'er, go and get your princess and come here. Mother and your father are waiting for you to come and kowtow and offer tea."

There was gentle hope and encouragement in Long Fei's voice.

This tone also made Zhou Shiyue feel that he could not let his mother down.

He turned and walked forward a few steps to meet the bride who was covering her face with a fan.

"Ayue, you really want to marry her, right? You must promise your mother that you will marry her willingly, and live happily together until old age, okay?" Concubine Long's voice sounded again.

The bride had come closer and closer and stood in front of Zhou Shiyue.

"Yue'er, will you marry her as your concubine?"

Every question reached Zhou Shiyue's ears.

It was my mother's voice.

His mother was looking forward to seeing him get married, looking forward to seeing him hold ceremony in the hall, and also looking forward to them serving tea.

Zhou Shiyue clenched his hands tightly.

He could feel the words of his promise rising to his throat.

Some force was forcing him to speak.

The bride in front of him was waiting, and everyone was waiting for his answer.

In this somewhat tense atmosphere, Zhou Shiyue finally spoke out——

"My king, I don't want to!"

"roll!"

Following his cold shout of "Get out", the bride in front of him suddenly threw away the fan in her hand, and a strange face appeared in Zhou Shiyue's eyes.

She cried out in disbelief, "Why! Why would you not want to? Even like this?"

"Who the hell do you think you are? My eyes hurt just looking at you!"

Zhou Shiyue kicked her without showing any mercy because she was a woman.

"I do not believe!"

"what!"

The woman screamed, and her wedding dress suddenly turned into a long and strange red skirt. The makeup on her face also changed instantly. The corners of her eyes were hooked red, her lips were red almost black, and her eyes became resentful.

She quickly dodged Zhou Shiyue's feet, her nails grew longer, and she reached out to grab his neck.

The grab was fast and fierce, and at this moment there was a force suppressing Zhou Shiyue, making him unable to avoid it.

The ministers kneeling on both sides also flew up one by one, turning into balls of black gas and rushing towards Zhou Shiyue at the same time.

"Hold him down! I have to marry him today, whether he wants to or not. I must marry him!"

"Prince Jin, if you don't agree to marry me, I will kill you!!!"

The woman screamed loudly, and the sound seemed to echo from all directions, leaving Zhou Shiyue with only her screams, which brought a strong sense of oppression.

"Get out..." He blurted out the word again, but it was obviously difficult for him to say it.

The woman's hand was about to grab his neck, carrying a cold and ghostly aura.

In the blink of an eye, a talisman flew over, sparks and lightning, and hit her hand with a bang.

"what!"

The woman screamed and pulled her hand back suddenly.

A figure rushed over in an instant, kicked several black shadows away along the way, and rushed to Zhou Shiyue with irresistible force.

"How dare you steal my people, you shameless thing?!"

Zhou Shiyue's mind becomes clear and bright in an instant.

When he saw Lu Zhaoling standing in front of him, he became much more conscious.

"How did you get in?"

Is this still in his dream?

Can Lu Zhaoling also come into his dream?

"Stand here and don't move." Lu Zhaoling didn't answer him. She slapped several talismans on him and then rushed towards the woman holding the small bell.

After she slapped Zhou Shiyue with a few talismans, he felt warm all over.

Seeing that Lu Zhaoling had already rushed to the woman and was fighting with her, he slowly turned his head and saw the "Grand Emperor" and "Concubine Long" flying towards him.

Although they still looked like his parents, their eyes were now full of hostility, and their eyeballs were a little red, which looked very strange.

"You unfilial son!"

"Why don't you marry her!"

Zhou Shiyue had a cold face.

He listened to Lu Xiaoer and stood there without moving, but when he saw his "parents" rushing towards him, his heart still sank, and he didn't know whether he should punch them.

Just as the two men's hands were about to reach him, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him and lashed towards them with a whip.

"Am I someone you bastards can pretend to be?"

The voice of the Emperor Emeritus rang out.

Whoosh.

The whip in his hand made the two ghosts scream.

They felt pain and retreated quickly, but the emperor did not let them escape and lashed at them with the whip in his hand again.

"Beat you to death! Shameless things!"

"Ah, that's not right. You are all dead. Then I will beat you until you are dead!"

The retired emperor flashed and swung his whip with great force. He didn't look like an old man at all, he was very ferocious.

"You think you can bully my little son?"

Zhou Shiyue stood there and only reacted at this time.

It's his ghost father.

Really a ghost dad.

Why is he here?

"Your Majesty, you can beat them, but don't let them get away!"

Over there, Lu Zhaoling's voice came.

At this moment, she had just kicked the woman down, and immediately jumped over, stepped on her, and slammed the bell in her hand onto her head and shook it.

铃。

Silent sound.

"what!"

The woman screamed miserably, her face turned pale, she curled up into a ball, and then she froze, motionless.

"Understood!" The emperor swung the whip in his hand, and with a twist, he entangled the two ghosts together and tied them up at the same time.

"Can't run away!"

Lu Zhaoling grabbed a handful of talismans and scattered them around.