Chapter 1201 Two Concubines
Zhou Shiyue even wanted to kill Yin Zheng at this moment.
She actually wanted to introduce other men to his princess right in front of him.
He reached out and held Lu Zhaoling's hand, and with a little force, pulled her into his arms.
"Open your dog eyes and take a good look. How does she look like my sister?"
"Not only are you not smart, but your eyes are also not good enough."
"My princess, which prince in your country is worthy of me?"
Zhou Shiyue's words left Yin Zheng a little confused.
He calmed himself down and looked at Lu Zhaoling, who was smiling and not refutating in Zhou Shiyue's arms, and suddenly realized.
"Are you Zhou Shiyue, the King of Jin of the Great Zhou Dynasty?!"
It turned out to be the case.
"So you are the country girl Lu Zhaoling who was granted marriage to the Prince of Jin?"
Yin Zheng now felt that this feeling was right.
I have said before that Zhou Shiyue has the bearing and temperament of a royal family.
And he and Lu Zhaoling don't look alike.
"Did you call her name?" Zhou Shiyue glanced at him coldly.
Yin Zheng, on the other hand, calmed down at this moment.
"This prince also did not expect that you, the Prince of Jin, would be A-Yin's junior fellow apprentice. However, since you are His Royal Highness the Prince of Jin, it is unlikely that A-Yin would be with you, right?"
"This king has nothing to do with her!"
Zhou Shiyue now feels uncomfortable whenever he hears people saying he is with another woman.
If one of those two bad fates was with Lan Yin, he might really want to destroy his own sect, after all, Lan Yin alone could not accomplish this.
"That's good." Yin Zheng believed him. "Now it seems that Ah Yin must have other difficulties. Since His Royal Highness Prince Jin has no other thoughts about her, then this prince will naturally help her solve the problem."
"That's your business."
Yin Zheng looked at Lu Zhaoling again and said nothing more.
When he turned around, his eyes dimmed slightly.
Prince Jin may really have no other thoughts about A-Yin, but it is a fact that A-Yin has always carried a little puppet in the shape of Prince Jin with her.
He saw it with his own eyes.
Ayin was fascinated by the doll several times, and even stroked the doll's face lovingly with her fingers.
The look on her face at that moment made him jealous and crazy.
How could he not see that Ayin definitely had Prince Jin in her heart!
Didn’t she come back to Da Zhou this time just to find King Jin?
Ayin is also a thoughtful person and won't let others see it easily.
If she really wanted to go to the capital to compete for Prince Jin, she might not let Prince Jin see it, and would just try to do it slowly.
And doesn't he like women like Ayin who are not easy to see through at a glance?
If she is too naive and marries into his family, she might not be able to withstand those cruel and ruthless people.
They still have to go to Wind Valley.
The team set off again.
This time, Lu Zhaoling was held in Zhou Shiyue's arms and couldn't break free.
Zhou Shiyue hugged her and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"Second brother, you must not listen to that useless nonsense."
"The Sixth Prince of Qian Kingdom is only sixteen this year, still a young boy. I heard that he is timid, so he always has to have a servant guarding his room. When he gets up at night, he has to have someone light a candle first and hold the candle to accompany him."
"Puch!"
After hearing what Zhou Shiyue said, Lu Zhaoling couldn't help herself.
"Zhou Shiyue, that's enough. Are you making this up just to discredit me?"
A sixteen-year-old prince has to have someone accompany him to the toilet in the middle of the night?
Zhou Shiyue kissed her on the ear and then said seriously, "I am not making this up. This is true. However, it is the prince's private matter after all, so it has not been spread out."
"Then how did you know?"
"I was bored for a while, so I asked Qing Xiao to send someone to investigate the secrets of the princes of various countries. Qing Xiao found out."
He spoke seriously, and Lu Zhaoling was skeptical.
"Anyway, you are a mature and good girl. How could you be attracted to a kid who is one year younger than you, right?"
As Zhou Shiyue spoke, he kissed her ear again, then moved down, pecking her neck lightly again and again, and hugged her tightly.
"The princes of Qian Kingdom are already ranked up to six. Is that a lot of princes? Then except for the Sixth Prince..."
Lu Zhaoling avoided him, feeling a little itchy with his kisses.
However, she asked this question purely out of curiosity.
But after hearing what she said, Zhou Shiyue lightly bit her neck.
"Why are you asking about this? Why do you care what their ranking is? There is no good thing in the royal family of Qian Kingdom..."
"Your attack surface is too broad." Lu Zhaoling found it a little funny.
"I just heard what you and Junior Brother Yin said. In fact, you can cut off my bad marriage connection."
Zhou Shiyue turned her around, held her face with both hands and pressed it. Seeing her face pouting and her lips pouting because of him pressing her, he thought it was very cute and couldn't help but lean over and kiss her a few times.
He kissed Lu Zhaoling until she felt a little weak, then he let her go and continued, "When we get back, let me take care of the person. What a rotten marriage thread. Be good and cut it off, okay?"
Lu Zhaoling felt like laughing when she saw him say that.
"If you deal with it well, the marriage thread will be broken, and I won't have to pinch it."
But, what on earth was Zhou Shiyue's ears like? She was talking to the senior fellow so quietly, but he still heard it!
"I will definitely take care of the person. Even if it is an imperial decree, I have a way to make my brother take it back."
Zhou Shiyue said this with gnashing teeth.
If it was really the order from my brother, then he must have offended me badly. I wonder if he won't skin my brother alive when he gets back!
Has he been too indulgent to his brother over the years?
Beijing.
The dozing emperor suddenly shuddered.
He should have woken up, but before he could, the emperor squeezed into his dream with a whoosh and pulled him back into sleep in an instant.
The emperor dreamed that he was sitting behind a dragon table with several memorial books on the table.
And he was holding a memorial book and thinking.
Suddenly, a cold wind blew in his face, blowing hard into his face and making him shiver.
He raised his eyes sharply and almost screamed.
An old face came close to him.
"I'm going to call someone..."
As soon as the emperor said this, he saw that—
"Father?"
This is his biological father.
Why was his father so close to him in the dream this time?
"You still know that I am your father?!" The emperor came in anger and slapped the table loudly.
The emperor fell back and stayed as far away from him as possible.
But I was really panicked.
"Father, what did I do wrong again?"
This must be another way to scold him, right?
"Have you given your brother a concubine? Tell me!" The emperor pointed in front of his nose.
"Ah, this, it hasn't been stuffed in yet," the emperor felt a little guilty and looked at the open memorial on the table, "Father, don't be impatient."
The emperor followed his gaze.
Then I saw that this was a memorial jointly signed by several ministers of the Ministry of Rites suggesting that a concubine be chosen for the Prince of Jin, and that they should be married at the same time on the day of the Prince of Jin and Lu Zhaoling's wedding.