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

Chapter 1715 The Mastermind

Lu Zhaoling originally intended to wait for Zhou Shiyue to return from his bath.

If they can't do anything else, they can at least lie together and have a good talk.

But for some reason, she fell asleep again shortly after lying down.

Zhou Shiyue felt a chill after taking a bath.

After changing her clothes and returning, she found her fast asleep again. She reached out and gently touched her face. "A-Ling?"

Lu Zhaoling did not wake up.

Falling asleep so quickly? Were you really exhausted from the past two or three days?

Zhou Shiyue tucked the blanket around her, then turned and walked out.

"Your Highness, are you going out?" Aoki was somewhat surprised to see him come out again.

Zhou Shiyue said, "You all stay here and guard this place. I'm going to the guest courtyard to have a chat with Junior Brother Yin."

"I'll be back in a little while," he added. "If the princess wakes up, just tell her."

"Yes."

Although Lu Zhaoling had said they could sneak a nap while keeping watch, Aoki would never actually go to sleep.

He will definitely take good care of the princess.

Zhou Shiyue went to the guest courtyard and saw that the room where Yin Yunting was staying was lit up when he entered.

Frog Brother is sitting on the railing outside.

Frog Brother sat there looking at the stars.

Upon seeing Zhou Shiyue approach, he immediately stood up.

"Your Highness, you've really come?"

"Ok?"

Zhou Shiyue felt something was off when he heard this. What did he mean by "really came over"?

Frog Bro lowered his voice and said, "Young Master Yin made a bet with the Emperor Emeritus, saying you would come."

"Oh? They even made a bet using me as a wager?"

Zhou Shiyue's face darkened even more.

The door opened, and the retired emperor stood there, glanced at him, snorted, and looked at him with great disdain.

That look really provoked Zhou Shiyue.

"Old man, what kind of look is that?"

"Nothing much, just looking at a virgin in his twenties," the Emperor Emeritus said with a click of his tongue.

Zhou Shiyue: “…”

"Your Highness, would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?" Yin Yunting's voice came from inside, sounding quite happy.

Zhou Shiyue went inside.

Yin Changxing and Weng Songzhi were also present.

“I thought Sheng San was also here,” Zhou Shiyue said.

“She drank with Qi’a and the others and got drunk, but she managed to outdrink more than a dozen ghost messengers,” Yin Yunting said. “She’s sleeping next door now.”

Zhou Shiyue was at a loss for words for a moment.

Can ghosts get drunk?

Moreover, is Madam Sheng such a good drinker? She drank more than a dozen ghost messengers under the table?

"What about Qi'a?"

“He went back to the Ghost Market first, but I estimate he will come back tomorrow,” Yin Changxing said.

They were all sizing up Zhou Shiyue.

"Rest assured, I will definitely keep my promise!" Zhou Shiyue's face darkened even more as they scrutinized him with such meaningful looks.

"Even if Junior Brother Yin hadn't sent that Ghost Abyss Mist, I wouldn't have done anything."

Yin Yunting said, "This is Master's will, and I dare not disobey."

Yin Changxing immediately looked at him.

He had only asked if he should remind the Prince of Jin, and before he could finish speaking, Yin Yunting threw out the Ghost Abyss Mist.

Is this really what he meant?

With a loud thud, it felt as if he had been hit on the head by a pot thrown by his son and apprentice, giving him a headache.

The Emperor Emeritus sat down. "Why exactly did you try to stop A-Yue and Master Ling...?"

"Your Majesty, you also hope that Xiaoling'er is doing well, right?" Yin Changxing asked.

"Of course!" the Emperor Emeritus replied without hesitation.

"But how can this be connected to her calamity?" The Emperor Emeritus didn't quite understand.

"Because we cannot be sure whether Xiaoling'er's current talent, superb reaction and ability are due to her body and mind being as they were before."

They'd rather believe it's true than not.

"Moreover, they are young and impetuous now, and once they start, they will be difficult to control and will be even more difficult to manage than they are now."

When Zhou Shiyue heard Yin Changxing say that, his face went blank.

However, he found it difficult to refute.

Before tonight, he always thought he had great self-control. Even if Lu Zhaoling slept next to him, as long as he thought it was for her own good, he could control himself.

But I just taught him a lesson.

He forgot that Lu Zhaoling's allure to him was equally irresistible. Once she seduced him, it was truly difficult for him to control himself.

Besides, it's not good to keep holding it in all this time. It's better if nothing has started yet, so it's easier to endure.

But...

I'm not happy.

"Xiao Ling'er is so talented and has a strong attraction to spiritual energy and vitality, so we are worried that she will be very fertile."

Yin Changxing said seriously, "Other things are fine, but pregnancy is definitely a big deal for a woman. It can be a matter of life and death. For Xiao Ling'er, who is already facing a major calamity, it is even more risky."

Ong Song-chi also said, "That's right, so we can't let her get pregnant before the truth is clear."

That would put Lu Zhaoling in a very passive position.

The retired emperor remained silent for a long time after hearing their words.

He naturally didn't want Lu Zhaoling to take any risks.

"So, are we just going to keep waiting like this?"

"Two years, a two-year period," Yin Changxing said. "I just calculated for Xiaoling'er. The future is uncertain, but the next two years will be full of ups and downs, and everything is unpredictable."

Weng Songzhi also said, "Today, my Heavenly Eye of the Mysterious Realm has been able to see some things. Tomorrow I will go and see Xiao Ling'er, and perhaps I can see something as well."

In other words, we won't wait indefinitely.

The Emperor Emeritus nodded, "Let's leave it at that for now, since Master Ling is still quite young anyway."

"As for that mischievous Zhou Shiyue..." The Emperor Emeritus glanced at Zhou Shiyue, "He's still such a naughty little monkey himself, he certainly won't be a good father. Just bear with it."

Zhou Shiyue: “…”

That's enough. Are you all here to stab him in the back tonight?

The retired emperor stood up again. "Then I'll go to the palace first."

He was originally going to the palace, but he felt it was still a bit early and that the people in the palace might not all be asleep, so he waited here for a while.

"What are you going to the palace for now?" Zhou Shiyue asked.

The retired emperor said proudly, "Go practice group dream-sending techniques!"

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

Zhou Shiyue: “???”

Group dream visits? What a novel tactic.

He glanced at the men in the room. He vaguely remembered that he had once worried about spending his wedding night in abstinence?

This is like wishing for something to come true.

What you fear is what you become.

“Tell me about that Miss Yao.” Yin Yunting poured him a cup of tea. “Today, Qi’a said that the thing inside her body was stolen from the Ghost Market. But that thing is a ghost energy sac called a grape ghost. Who would leave something like that in a shop to sell?”

"Grape Ghost?" Zhou Shiyue frowned.

"That was actually a name we just picked up randomly back then," Yin Yunting explained to him. "It's because we collected a lot of lingering evil thoughts and ghostly energy from vengeful spirits and tied them together."

"When this kind of thing is maliciously injected into a person's body, it will absorb some of their life force, explode, and release ghostly energy."