Chapter 1035 Her Golden Pen

Chapter 1035 Her Golden Pen

Zhou Shiyue likes to get straight to the point most of the time.

In such a direct and sudden questioning, he can also observe the other party's micro-expressions that he has no time to hide, and thus judge the answer to his own question.

However, the old man didn't seem to want to lie. When he heard Zhou Shiyue's words, his expression became serious.

"Young man, can we go in and talk?"

Little boy?

Qinglin reminded, "Uncle, this is our prince, His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"Oh? Your Highness Prince Jin?"

Old Doctor Yin was surprised and looked at Zhou Shiyue carefully again.

"That's not right. You have the aura of a talisman! Why aren't you dead?"

Zhou Shiyue: “…” Very good, you can even see the talisman?

Qinglin: “…” Your Majesty, I didn’t know that yet.

"Since you said you are Yin Qingyu's father, what is your real name?"

"Go in and say it, go in and say it."

Old Doctor Yin said this and walked over here.

Zhou Shiyue thought about it and let him in.

There were gauze curtains and screens between the outer and inner rooms, so he couldn't see Zhao Ling.

And he himself didn't want to leave Lu Zhaoling at all.

Qingyin and Qingbao were smart. They had already put away the things they used to draw talismans and went to the inner room to guard Lu Zhaoling.

When Doctor Yin came in, he looked up.

The emperor disappeared in a flash.

He was shocked. Could this person also be a member of the Xuanmen?

Madam Sheng San had already hidden behind the screen, and the emperor also floated to her side. The two ghosts listened together to the noise outside.

"This person has a very strange and mixed aura," said Madam Sheng San.

The emperor put his index finger to his mouth, signaling her not to speak.

This guy's ears and eyes are like a dog's, maybe he can hear what she said.

Zhou Shiyue watched Doctor Yin sit down.

He also pounded his legs.

"Yin Qingyu's father shouldn't be that old, right?" Zhou Shiyue said this after sitting down.

"I'm not that old!"

Old Doctor Yin glanced at him and said, "Did you think I was in my sixties or seventies because my hair was gray? I'm actually less than fifty."

That really makes me look old.

Zhou Shiyue refrained from saying this out of respect for Junior Brother Yin.

"There are people in the inner room. Can we trust them?"

Zhou Shiyue paused and nodded.

"Are you really the Prince of Jin? Concubine Long's biological son?"

Zhou Shiyue was stunned when he heard someone mention his mother. It had been many years since anyone mentioned his mother to him.

"Do you know my mother?" he asked slowly, clenching his fingers.

"I don't know her, but I was lucky enough to meet Concubine Long once, and she gave me a golden talisman that saved my life."

Old Doctor Yin stood up and bowed deeply to Zhou Shiyue.

"I have never had the chance to thank Concubine Long, and I have yet to repay her kindness. I can only ask Your Highness to accept my greetings on behalf of Concubine Long."

Zhou Shiyue pursed his lips tightly.

The emperor inside was also stunned.

He suddenly remembered that there was such a time.

He and Long'er went out for a walk. He went to buy some buns for Long'er. Long'er told him that she had just seen a person lying on the street with a bamboo hat on his head. There was a smell of blood on his body and she didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

She didn't know what to do for a moment, so she asked her maid to take the amulet she had been wearing and put it in the man's arms.

They thought they would deal with it when he came back, but when he came back and they looked at the place again, the person was gone.

That amulet was the only one left in the palace, and it was left by someone from the First Xuanmen.

He didn't know if it still worked after so many years, but Long'er liked it the first time she saw it and said that it made her feel peaceful, so he gave her the talisman.

Long'er always relies on her feelings when she sees and saves people.

If she likes something very much and feels it is right, she will give it to the other person without hesitation.

The same is true for that talisman.

Unexpectedly, the talisman really saved people?

The person you saved is the one in front of you?

Is this Xiao Yin’s father?

Is it Song Zhi? The emperor rubbed his eyes.

Oh, he misses Long'er too.

Madam Sheng San tilted her head and glanced at the emperor. Weeping?

Zhou Shiyue sat there, his hands clenched into fists, silent.

Doctor Yin saluted, stood up straight, and answered the question Zhou Shiyue had asked before.

"I'm not Song Zhi, my real name is Yin Jingting, and I'm really Qingyu's father. But when Qingyu was a child, his master and uncle had his fortune told, saying that he had few relatives, and growing up with his closest relatives would harm him and hinder his fortune, so he has been following his uncle since he was a child."

"His uncle's name is Weng Songzhi, but Songzhi has a younger brother named Songzhi."

Zhou Shiyue's eyes flashed.

So, Song Zhi is Weng Songzhi's younger brother?

"Two brothers, one surnamed Weng and the other surnamed Song?"

"Well, Weng Songzhi took his father's surname, and Songzhi took his mother's. Their parents divorced, and the brothers lived in different places. His mother hated him and his son and wanted to fight for everything, so she changed her youngest son's name to Songzhi, which sounds the same as the word. She wanted to use the same name to borrow Weng Songzhi's luck."

There is actually such a saying?

"What about Yin Qingyu's master, Weng Songzhi's senior brother?"

Yin Jingting suddenly smiled bitterly.

"If I tell the truth, will the prince be scared by me?"

"Tell me what you have to say. I am quite courageous." Zhou Shiyue said.

In fact, he already had a very bold guess in his mind.

Yin Jingting pointed at himself.

"On my body."

The screen inside was almost pushed down.

Qingyin and Qingbao hurried to support him.

Retired Emperor, Third Lady, you two are ghosts. How could you push the screen down while eavesdropping?

Yin Jingting turned his head and looked over, then his face changed and he held his head in his hands.

"Prince, here it comes, he has a headache again, and his personality is going to change again!" Qinglin whispered beside him.

I don't know why I feel a little nervous.

On the way to the Qiu Mansion, he had already witnessed this man's strange behavior: his temperament would change as soon as he had a headache.

Yin Jingting clenched his teeth and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Shiyue stood up, walked slowly and turned to stand in front of the screen in the inner room.

Beware of Yin Jingting.

Yin Jingting slowly put his hand down, raised his head and looked at Zhou Shiyue.

At this moment, his temperament changed again.

He has a distant gaze and a calm expression, and looks like a master.

"I have something here, and I would like to ask the prince to help me find someone. I always feel that this thing should belong to that person. But I can't remember what she should look like."

Yin Jingting said this and took out a pen from his pocket.

It's a very exquisite pen, and it's made of pure gold. The tip of the pen is silver-white, and I don't know what kind of hair it is.

There is a very red gem embedded in the tip of the pen.

There is a diamond flower carved on the pen body.

"This is a magical tool from the Xuanmen sect, and it is used to draw talismans. I think it will recognize its master."

Yin Jingting said, "When the blood in your palm is dripped onto the water lily, the water lily will shine with golden light, and the pen will contain a mysterious soul."