Chapter 1036: Sick
Yin Jingting added, "Don't ask me why I know this, I just knew it all of a sudden. Also, Song Zhi's senior brother is in me, this is what Song said later, I think I might have that serious illness."
Phew.
The people and ghosts who were eavesdropping behind the screen were almost exposed again.
Some people even say that they are seriously ill?
"I have had these headaches from time to time since I was a child. They hurt for a while and then go away. After that, my memory becomes a little hazy. Qingyu's grandparents used to say that I was like I had a serious illness and that I sometimes didn't act like a child."
"But they took me to see many famous doctors, so I studied medicine, but the problem has never been cured."
Yin Jingting opened his arms and let Zhou Shiyue look at his figure.
"Although I look old now and have headaches from time to time, I am actually in good health. And my hair only started to turn white a year ago."
After saying that, he handed the pen to Zhou Shiyue.
"How do you know that I can find the owner of this pen?"
Zhou Shiyue took the golden pen and asked a question.
In fact, as soon as he took the pen, he had a strange feeling in his heart.
Looking at the diamond-shaped flower engraved on the pen, Zhou Shiyue was not in a hurry to verify it.
He had to ask.
After all, Yin Jingting said that he was Junior Brother Yin's father, so was he really that? Even if he was Junior Brother Yin's father, was he necessarily a good person?
Zhao Ling's situation is so bad now. If someone wants to take advantage of the opportunity to harm her, all they need to do is use a little trick.
There was something strange happening to Yin Jingting. What if some ghost was possessed by him?
"I think he's a good judge of people," Yin Jingting said as he looked at him. "Your Majesty's golden attire will easily attract people from the Xuan Sect. And the owner of this pen must be someone from the Xuan Sect."
Qinglin was also stunned.
This old man Yin...ah no, Uncle Yin, can actually see the gold on the prince's body?
Zhou Shiyue was also a little surprised.
"Are you from Xuanmen?"
"I'm not. I'm actually just a doctor. The Yin family has several mountains where they grow ginseng and other medicinal herbs."
Qinglin: So he is this kind of ginseng collector? He owns several mountains!
"However, didn't Uncle Qingyu insist that his senior brother was in me? Songzhi is a member of the Xuanmen Sect, so if you want to say that I am half a member of the Xuanmen Sect, it seems that it is not impossible."
Yin Jingting sighed helplessly when he reached this point.
"It's really hard to explain who I am."
Zhou Shiyue looked at the pen in his hand, trying to determine how credible his words were.
And Yin Jingting finally asked about Yin Yunting.
"I came to Subei this time because I heard that my son followed the prince here. May I ask where Qingyu is? I need to talk to him about something."
Zhou Shiyue was silent for a moment, then said to Qinglin, "Take Elder Yin to rest first."
"My Lord, my Qingyu..."
"Go wash up and change your clothes first. There's no rush to meet." Zhou Shiyue interrupted him, "Haven't you two seen each other for a long time before?"
Yin Jingting didn't force it, "Okay."
Qinglin took Yin Jingting out.
As soon as they left, the emperor and Madam Sheng San floated in front of Zhou Shiyue.
"Ayue......."
"Your Majesty..."
The two ghosts seemed quite anxious, their eyes fixed on the golden pen in his hand.
This pen is so beautiful!
Especially, it is made of pure gold!
"You guys are really amazing. You were able to eavesdrop and hear such a big commotion. Have you forgotten who you are?"
Zhou Shiyue glanced at them with great majesty. Even the emperor was intimidated by him and subconsciously stood up to be scolded.
Then I immediately thought that he was the boss...
"Zhou Shiyue you..." He just straightened his back when he was interrupted by Zhou Shiyue again.
"What do you mean by that look, old man? You said he was Song Zhi?"
The emperor's back collapsed again.
"I don't know why, but when I looked out from inside just now, his posture was a little similar to Yin Jingting's. I guess Song Zhi had been deliberately imitating Yin Jingting before."
He had never looked at Song Zhi carefully before.
I just took a glimpse of him from afar when I was walking out of the palace, and heard people saying that it was Song Zhi, who had become very famous in the capital recently.
At that time, Song Zhi was still very prominent in the capital.
"Your Highness, should we let Master Lu try out this pen?" Madam Sheng San was a little anxious.
"It may not be A Ling's." Zhou Shiyue held the pen.
"I think it's most likely Master Lu's! Look, there's a diamond pattern on it! Also, this pen is so beautiful, and it's made of gold. Master Lu loves gold and silver so much, and is so obsessed with money, how could it not be hers?"
Madam Sheng San said anxiously, "Even if it wasn't hers before, as long as the pen recognizes its owner, won't it be hers? Anyway, Uncle Yin just said that the pen will recognize its owner, right?"
I don’t know if the original owner of this pen is still alive!
At least that’s what Madam Sheng San thought. If this pen could really recognize its owner, then it would definitely recognize Master Lu!
"I will go to the next door to see Junior Brother Yin. You stay here and keep watch."
Zhou Shiyue ignored the anxious Madam Sheng San, gave some instructions to Qingyin and Qingbao, then went to the next room with a pen.
"Hey, why doesn't the prince listen to advice?" Madam Sheng San gritted her teeth.
The emperor beckoned, "Come on, come on, follow him and take a look. I think he wants to show Xiao Lu the pen."
"Xiao Sheng, I know you are anxious, but don't be too anxious."
Zhou Shiyue went to the next room, Qingmu and Lu Song were still concentrating on drawing talismans.
Sizhen was sitting by the bed reciting scriptures.
Hearing the noise, the three of them looked up.
"Your Majesty? Why are you here? Has the princess woken up?"
"Is the senior sister awake?"
Qingmu and Lu Song exclaimed in surprise at the same time.
Zhou Shiyue shook his head, and the two people's eyes that had lit up dimmed again.
"Lü Song, look at this pen."
Zhou Shiyue handed the pen to Lu Song.
After all, Lu Song is an expert in the Taoist sect. If there is anything unusual about this writing, perhaps he can tell?
Lu Song took the pen and was surprised, "It's actually made of gold, so exquisite?"
"See if there is anything unusual about this account."
Lu Song looked carefully but found nothing.
"Your Majesty, apart from being expensive and exquisite, it seems to have nothing special about it."
"Have you heard of any pen that can recognize its owner?"
"Recognize the master?" Lu Song was surprised, then shook his head and said, "Recognize the master is some kind of magic, that's something that only exists in legends. However, I have heard that people in the Xuanmen, when they have reached a certain level of cultivation, can seal a little of their own talisman power into an object as a mark."
"This is the owner of the item marking his own things, not the item recognizing its owner. In other words, if these things are obtained by others and there is a dispute over their ownership, the owner can show his talisman power to prove that he is the owner of the items."
Lu Song looked at the pen again, and when he saw the water lily, he exclaimed.
"There does seem to be some magical power here."