After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

It has been lightly raining for two consecutive days, and autumn has officially entered the capital.

Zhou Tingchen was leaning behind the dragon case, with a cup of hot tea in his hand filled with moisture, and his expression was gloomy.

There are two courtiers standing in front of him, both of them are lords in the Qintian Prison. The one on the left who looks like an immortal is Zhu Sang, who is currently serving as the prison chief;
The one on the right is slightly younger, his name is Zhu Ruo, he is the eldest son of Zhu Sang, and he just entered Qintian Prison.

"To report to the emperor, I have calculated that once the new year is over, the Qin Kingdom will indeed be in disaster. It is true that it is a drought." Zhu Sang was well-informed and took the lead.

Zhou Tingchen hummed and didn't seem to be very interested.

His eyes moved to Zhu Ruo: "Tell me, what kind of sign is this?"

Zhu Ruo shook his head: "Natural disasters are God's warning to the emperor..."

After Zhu Sang heard this, his face turned pale: How could it be explained so directly? Don’t be tactful either!
"The emperor stars are gathered together, but the other one is already declining. The drought is just a disaster for our Great Qin, and there is no warning."

Zhu Sang glared at his son and quickly spoke to make amends.

Zhou Tingchen nodded slightly again: "In that case, what should I do?"

Zhu Ruo didn't know how to answer for a while.

I'm just a Feng Shui gossip, it's just a drought, how do I know what to do?
At the critical moment, it was Zhu Sang who spoke up: "Judging from the hexagrams, we can't push him to the end, otherwise the world will be in chaos."

He is a veteran minister, how come he doesn't know what the emperor means by this question?
King Jin escaped from prison. The emperor was asking if he should kill everyone!
When one's own interests are harmed, brotherhood is nothing.

Zhou Tingchen said: "I love you, please step aside."

Zhu and his son hurriedly saluted, thanked him, and walked outside in one go.

The fresh air blew into their faces, making the two of them feel relieved.

Zhu Sang slapped Zhu Ruo on the back of the head: "Are you crazy! How dare you say this in front of the emperor!"

When people around him saw it, they didn't dare to go up to persuade him. They all just pretended that they couldn't see him.

It is only natural for me to teach my son a lesson.

"It's obvious that three stars are gathered together..." Zhu Ruo said in disapproval, "Father is bullying the king."

Zhu Sang didn't expect that he would say this, so he looked around in shock and lowered his voice: "If you tell me, you will lose your head!"

About two months ago, the emperor fell seriously ill. After waking up, he rushed to the Qintian Prison in the middle of the night and talked about things like souls, which scared them a lot.

Then they were asked to tell a fortune, and the fortune tellers were the two daughters of Prime Minister Lin's family.

Zhu Sang said this at the time: "The change in the queen's position seems to be a good omen at first glance, but there is an undercurrent surging behind it. At least for now, I don't know whether it is good or bad."

Then another hexagram revealed a shocking news: "There is a second emperor star. It was too weak to be seen before, but now there is a faint light piercing it, and the two stars are in opposition."

As he spoke, he carefully looked at the expression of the emperor in front of him.

I had seen him before, but that day Zhu Sang felt that Zhou Tingchen's eyes seemed to have changed.

There is a difference between someone who has been an emperor for two years and someone who has been an emperor for many years.

The difference is in the eyes.

The last time I saw Zhou Tingchen, his eyes were still the same as when he was the prince;

But this time, just sitting there, he made people feel a chill on their backs and a sense of sinisterness.

What caused the young emperor's temperament to change drastically?

Zhu Sang subconsciously wanted to settle the matter, but when he picked up the matter, he couldn't help feeling flustered and palpitating. When his vision went dark, he fell down.

He can't calculate this matter, and he can't calculate it!
At this time, at the entrance of the palace, Zhu Ruo also saw something was wrong in his father's eyes.

"Father, you didn't tell me that day, but my son still couldn't figure it out." Zhu Ruodao said, "If you don't understand, how can you show others the way?" Zhu Sang bent down and got on the carriage. Father and son, you look at me, I look at you. Looking at you, he finally sighed: "You also saw that the third star is hidden behind the second star. When the three stars merge, it is a bad omen."

The bad thing is, the person who lives in the palace now.

Zhu Ruo was stunned for a moment, he was extremely spiritual and could figure it out with just a few clicks.

The country is about to change hands.

……

Lin Zhiyu put on a bright red wedding dress while being served by the palace attendants.

Lin Xiaolian looked at it and pursed her lips: "It's not as good-looking as the prince's one."

Lin Zhiyu turned around in front of the bronze mirror, her joyful look unable to cover up the sadness in her brows.

Aunt Hai on the side was adjusting the hem of her skirt for her. Her expression could not be said to be happy or sad: "Things in the world are unpredictable..."

That's right, from today on, Lin Zhiyu is the concubine in this palace.

In the eyes of outsiders, the real Princess Jin has returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion safe and sound.

Everyone in the palace who had seen Lin Zhiyu felt like they were in a mirror, but they pretended not to see her. When they met her on the street, they still respectfully said "Empress De Fei".

Zhou Tingchen's intention is not difficult to guess, it is to lure Zhou Zijin out.

He was betting that Zhou Zijin would definitely show up.

Lin Zhiyu was also betting that Zhou Zijin would not put himself in danger for himself, ruining all his previous efforts.

She stayed in the palace and had one unfinished matter. We will talk about the rest later.

Aunt Hai saw Lin Zhiyu pursed her lips and said nothing. Her mouth moved one step faster than her brain.

"Girl, regardless of status or status, this woman must get married. Look, which girl in this capital can really marry her sweetheart as she wishes?"

Lin Xiaolian interjected: "My young lady can marry her."

Every word is full of unspeakable resentment.

"Miss Xiaolian, you are still young, so naturally you don't know the secrets inside."

Aunt Hai didn't care about her. She had been in the palace for many years and had had many masters. She could see this clearly.

"Speaking of the empresses in this palace, which one comes here sincerely? Which one does not mix in other things?

When a woman gets married, she only wants her husband's love. Taking advantage of this opportunity, giving birth to a boy will straighten her waist. "

She took a deep look at Lin Zhiyu and said, "Marry the chicken and follow the chicken. Big girl, it's not worth the trouble."

Lin Zhiyu said: "I have written down what my aunt said."

Aunt Hai smiled happily: "Just write it down. Your heart will be at peace and your life will be easy."

"Have you ever been restless before?" Lin Zhiyu raised an eyebrow, thinking of Queen Mother Zheng Wanlai for no reason.

Being restless means cuckolding the emperor.

Aunt Hai had served the late emperor's ladies, so she should know something.

Lin Xiaolian looked sad, as if what Lin Zhiyu would face in the future was not a life of glory and wealth, but a hell that everyone avoided.

"Miss, what time has it been? You still have time to listen to gossip!"