Li Yu had been on edge the whole day, but now the crisis was over, and King Jing should not have discovered anything. The little carp lay peacefully at the bottom of the tank and slept soundly. Xiong Feng, who had made great contributions, also clung to the fish tank and slept soundly.

King Jing was wandering outside the house, and the cool night breeze blew away all his sleepiness.

He linked together all the past encounters with the young man.

The fish scales that had stained his clothes before and the fish scales that fell on the cloth now were undoubtedly from the little fish. If that were all, he might have thought that the young man had touched his fish, but why did the same fish scales appear on the young man's feet again?

The boy was always wet and dressed strangely. When he appeared, he did not hear any footsteps, but heard the sound of a fish tail. He did not know where he came from, nor where he was hiding. He could not find him anywhere, but he always appeared beside him.

I remember that none of the people sent by King Jing’s Mansion to look for the boy could find his whereabouts.

When the boy jumped out of the window to escape, the guards in charge of the ambush also said that they did not see anything.

When tracking the messenger, the guards in his house told him that only the dog left.

All the above reasons could not be explained by the reasons he knew.

He felt that he was very sober, but he had a very crazy idea, and once this idea was formed, it would not go away in his mind.

Because only this idea could explain everything for him. Eliminating all the impossibilities, only one possibility remains.

Tianchi, is there a ghost in your house?

This was originally Ye Qinghuan's teasing remark, and King Jing didn't care at all before.

But now...

King Jing's Adam's apple rolled, Ye Qinghuan... might really be half right.

This young man is not a "human".

As for what he is, the fish scales have explained everything.

This young man is probably Xiaoyu.

The moon was at its zenith, and Wang Xi repeatedly begged him to go to rest. King Jing glanced at the house where the fish were raised with a complicated expression and waved his hand.

He had to think it over clearly, and he couldn't question a person or a fish based on his own guesses.

Regardless of the lateness of the night, King Jing ordered Wang Xi to find the servants in the kitchen to bring him some fish.

Because the little fish was brought out from the kitchen by Concubine Qiu's cat, King Jing specifically ordered that he wanted the same fish as the little fish.

Wang Xi went to do it, and the eunuch in the kitchen, not knowing why, trembling with fear brought a basket of fish over. King Jing checked them one by one. These fish looked almost the same as the little fish, but the fish eyes were dull and lifeless. They neither flicked their tails nor raised their heads to look at him. Compared with the little fish, they lacked the most important spirit.

King Jing sighed. He should have seen that the little fish was special.

Maybe it was because he had never raised a pet before, and attributed this specialness to the fact that the little fish was lively and agile, and had a little understanding of human nature. Because crows can repay their parents, he always thought that it was nothing if his fish was smarter.

No wonder he always felt that the young man looked familiar, wasn't he his own fish? No wonder the other party always appeared in his room and followed him into the palace, wasn't it his own arrangement.

King Jing was more and more certain in his heart, but he was hesitant about how to deal with it next.

After raising Xiaoyu for so long, he really had some sincerity towards Xiaoyu.

Now he knew that Xiaoyu was not an ordinary fish...

King Jing pursed his lips. Although he had saved Xiaoyu from the cat's claws, Xiaoyu had also helped him several times and saved his maternal family, the Cheng'en Mansion. King

Jing smiled bitterly. How could he explain and calculate this clearly? How should he deal with it properly?

Near the morning, Ye Qinghuan finally appeased his future father-in-law, King Jin Jue, and hurried back to the palace to report to the emperor. The emperor was in a bad mood and didn't want to see Ye Shizi any more, so he sent Ye Shizi out after a few polite words. Ye Qinghuan was exhausted and planned to go to King Jing nearby and shamelessly ask for a bed to sleep on. According to his current friendship with King Jing, King Jing shouldn't reject him. But when he hurried into Jingtai Palace, he saw that King Jing, who was always indifferent and calm, looked worried.

Ye Qinghuan secretly observed for a while, and although he didn't know what happened, he decided to ask, as he had always cared about this cousin.

"Tianchi, what's wrong with you?"

King Jing slowly raised his eyes, looked at him, and handed the cloth in his hand over.

Ye Qinghuan took it without knowing why, and weighed it. The cloth was a little rough and felt damp, with a few fish scales on it.

Ye Qinghuan smiled and said, "Are you wrapping the fish with cloth?"

King Jing was stunned. Sure enough, Ye Qinghuan also thought of the fish.

King Jing turned around and asked Wang Xi to get paper and pen, and dismissed everyone around.

Ye Qinghuan felt that King Jing was a little serious. This situation should be a very urgent matter, so he held his breath and waited.

Looking up, he saw King Jing concentrating for a long time, picking up the pen and writing, have you ever raised a monster?

King Jing felt that a fish that can turn into a human should not be a ghost, but a monster - a fish monster, or in other words, the little fish is most likely a carp spirit.

Ye Qinghuan: "..."

What's the problem? Ye Qinghuan said embarrassedly: "I can't even raise a dog, how can I raise this...this kind of thing!"

Didn't King Jing always not care about monsters and ghosts? Why did he suddenly take the initiative to ask about it? It's not like the usual King Jing.

King Jing glanced at him with disdain, as if to say, I know you haven't raised one.

Ye Qinghuan: "..."

King Jing paused, then picked up the pen and wrote: How to raise a monster?

Ye Qinghuan: "..."

Ye Qinghuan felt that he couldn't live this day: "Why are you asking these questions? You don't want to raise one yourself, do you? Hurry up and raise your fish well. Don't touch this kind of thing even if you are interested."

Ye Shizi still feared ghosts and gods in his heart. The monsters that King Jing asked about were also among those he feared.

King Jing continued to ask: Why can't we touch them?

Ye Qinghuan stammered, "That's a demon. Do you know what a demon is?"

King Jing had never encountered a demon before, so he didn't understand much.

"I guess you don't understand either." Seeing that there was no one around, Ye Qinghuan approached King Jing and whispered, "I heard that demons are very powerful and can confuse people's minds. If a person encounters a demon, the demon will suck away their energy... Many storybooks say so."

King Jing: "..." King

Jing had never read a storybook since he was a child, and he thought storybooks were very boring. After listening to Master Ye's serious talk, he realized that he was indeed a little superficial.

Ye Qinghuan said: "If you want to know, I will send you some later! But you can read the storybooks, but you must not touch the monsters... absolutely."

King Jing frowned: Why not? Could it be that the monsters would kill people?

Ye Qinghuan thought about it carefully. It seemed that the monsters in the storybooks all seduced scholars to marry each other, sucked the scholars until only a handful of bones were left, and finally they were taken away by the passing monks and Taoists.

Ye Qinghuan said vaguely: "It should not be really killed, but it will definitely make you live a life worse than death."

King Jing: "..."

King Jing was suddenly curious: If they don't kill, then what kind of life is worse than death?

Ye Qinghuan was embarrassed. Why did he have to talk about monsters with King Jing? Is it a good thing to associate with monsters? Why is King Jing so interested?

King Jing wrote seriously: How to absorb gold energy?

Ye Qinghuan: "..."

"I'll send you the book tomorrow!"

Ye Shizi, who originally wanted to use the bed, couldn't answer, so he kicked himself out of Jingtai Palace.

King Jing was full of doubts about Ye Shizi's escape at the critical moment, and he wanted to know too much. It seemed that even Ye Qinghuan, who had accidentally inspired him, could not completely answer his doubts.

"Your Highness, are we going back to the palace?"

Wang Xi came to ask King Jing. This trip to the palace was originally to assist the prince of Cheng'en. Now that Ye Shizi was fine, Wang Xi was good at guessing his master's thoughts and felt that his master might want to return home. King Jing

nodded. He had to go back quickly. There were many spies in the palace, and it was not convenient to carry a carp spirit.

Wang Xi ordered his men to pack up the things to be taken away. Actually, there was nothing much. The main thing was their master Xiaoyu, and this time, the power of Ye Shizi's family.

King Jing instructed: send the dog directly to Cheng'en Mansion, and as for Xiaoyu...

Wang Xi had already followed King Jing's habit and quickly put the small carp into a crystal bottle and sent it to King Jing.

Li Yu was very happy. He woke up from a nap and felt very energetic. He seemed to hear the voice of Ye Shizi. Does this mean that the second prince's conspiracy to frame Ye Qinghuan has been successfully turned over?

Although he has not received a reminder that the task is completed until now, he can't think of what to do.

King Jing hesitated for a moment and did not accept the crystal bottle. After all, realizing that Xiaoyu is a carp spirit is one thing, and he doesn't know how to face this carp spirit.

It's a bit awkward for him to tease the fish like before. But if he was asked to abandon the fish, or send it away...

King Jing's face turned cold, and he took the crystal bottle from Wang Xi. After returning to the palace, he wanted to secretly observe Xiaoyu for a while. Before that, he had been looking for the boy that Xiaoyu had transformed into for a long time. In fact, Xiaoyu was trying his best to eliminate his traces every time. From this, it can be seen that Xiaoyu did not want him to know his true identity.

Since Xiaoyu didn't want to, he also waited and saw what would happen. He didn't know Xiaoyu's intention of coming to him, and his future plans. It wouldn't be too late to reveal his cards after figuring it out.

But Ye Qinghuan said that monsters would make people live a life worse than death. Would Xiaoyu also make him live a life worse than death?

King Jing looked at the figure of the little carp jumping around in the crystal bottle, and sometimes it would turn around and spit bubbles at him mischievously. King Jing couldn't help but smile from the bottom of his heart. Ye Qinghuan must have exaggerated.

He could feel that this fish would not harm him. Otherwise, he would not have accepted it so readily after learning that the little fish was a carp spirit.

Li Yu turned around in the bottle and floated leisurely in the water. Since he had the crystal bottle, he didn't have to worry about where to go, and he could even bask in the sun occasionally. King Jing always held the crystal bottle steadily, and the water in the crystal bottle occasionally shook, which made the fish feel comfortable.

Li Yu swayed comfortably with the water flow, and a piece of scales actually fell off his body. Li Yu thought he was dazzled and saw it wrong, so he quickly shook his head - this was real, he had lost some scales recently, and he just realized it.

It might be because he used his brain too much, or he was frightened. After all, he was not a serious fish, and he didn't know why fish would lose scales.

I had talked about losing scales before, but it was just a casual thought. Now it has really fallen off. Although there is no feeling when the scales fall off, and it is okay to lose one or two scales occasionally, if they fall off for a long time, will all the scales on the body fall off?

If a person loses too much hair, he will become bald. Will a fish become a bald fish? But he is not that old.

Li Yu really can't imagine what he will be like without scales. He doesn't know if he can put the scales back after they fall off.

Li Yu picked up a scale worriedly, and a piece of fat and tender was exposed where the scales fell off... Li Yu poked it with his fin, as if it was his fish meat. He pressed the scales on the meat, and the scales next to it fell off as well.

Li Yu: "…………"

Oh, does the fish have descaling?

Wang Xi was watching the fish bite the scales and almost laughed out loud. King Jing glanced at Wang Xi, and Wang Xi immediately turned away to show that he didn't see anything.

King Jing also saw that the fish had lost its scales. He thought about the scales on the cloth and felt that it was indeed a serious case. Even if it was a carp spirit, it was quite pitiful.

King Jing frowned and motioned to Wang Xi: Go find the imperial physician to take a look at Xiaoyu.

Wang Xi: "..."