Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Thinking of this, she stood up and looked at Zhou Jinling, walked a few steps, and suddenly her face changed slightly, and she sat down softly, covering her chest.

Xiao Xing and Xiao Tao hurriedly supported her and said with concern: "Princess!"

Xu Miaoru took a few breaths and said softly: "Xiao Tao, go to Yu'er and ask him to invite two imperial doctors."

"Yes." Xiao Tao's plump body ran out of the lake corridor and disappeared onto the path among the woods.

Xiao Xing supported her and said softly: "Princess, please go into the waterside pavilion and lie down. It's not appropriate to sit here."

"No need." Xu Miaoru shook her head gently: "Where is the prince?"

"The prince should be in the study." Xiao Xing said softly, "I'll have someone go over and ask."

"Forget it." Xu Miaoru shook her head weakly: "Help me go to the prince's side."

"...Yes." Xiao Xing looked at her worriedly. Seeing her resolute expression, he could only agree reluctantly and help her get up slowly.

Xu Miaoru looked at Zhou Jinling weakly: "Sister Zhou, please rest here for a while, I will be back soon."

Zhou Jinling had come to her senses and nodded tremblingly: "I'm much better. Although Master Fakong failed to cure me, it did relieve some pain. Thank you Sister Xu."

Xu Miaoru forced a smile: "That's good."

Zhou Jinling showed that although it was ineffective, she still comforted herself, which made Xu Miaoru praise her for her realistic acting, which was much better than hers.

She slowly walked out of the corridor, supported by Xiao Xing.

Zhou Jinling watched her leave and sighed softly.

I didn't expect that I was poisoned.

Who poisoned you?

——

At this time, Fa Kong was sitting in a tavern, sipping the wine in his glass.

The wine I drank was already the best in Fulai Tavern. Unfortunately, it was still inferior to the wine I usually drink. After all, the prices were different.

This tavern is located on the side of Xuanwu Avenue, two kilometers away from Prince Xin's Mansion, which is already a long distance in the city.

It was hard for people to imagine that sitting here, he would be able to see and even hear what was going on in Prince Xin's Mansion.

This is the mystery of the mind's eye. Not only can it be seen, but it can also hear sounds, smell smells, smell the coolness of the water on the lake, and even the fragrance of Xu Miaoru and Zhou Jinling.

This is to visually integrate the five senses.

——

"Princess..." A delicate maid said softly: "Master Fakong seems to have supernatural powers, isn't it okay?"

Suddenly appearing and disappearing again, this kind of light skill is extremely extraordinary.

Another dignified maid shook her head gently: "These eminent monks often do not live up to their reputation and their reputation is in vain."

Zhou Jinling's hands trembled, and the veins stood out like earthworms. She sighed quietly: "After all, this is a cold sting. It is not surprising that Master Fakong cannot cure it."

"The princess has a kind heart and auspicious people, so everything will be fine." The delicate maid said softly.

"Golden Branch." Zhou Jinling said softly: "I treat you well, right?"

"The princess is as kind as a mountain to her slaves!" Jin Zhi, a pretty maid, said hurriedly.

"I remember that year, you almost froze to death on the street. When I passed by, I couldn't bear it, so I picked you up and kept you with me."

"Yes, if there is no princess, the slave will freeze to death."

"Alas!" Zhou Jinling sighed: "It's been more than ten years in a flash."

Jin Zhi lowered his head.

"What I am most worried about are you two," Zhou Jinling said softly: "If something happens to me, you should come to Ningyu and take good care of her for me. These girls, she is the one I am most worried about."

"Princess..." Jin Zhi's eyes turned red.

Zhou Jingling looked at the dignified maid and said softly: "Yuye, you should also serve Ningyu with Jinzhi."

"Princess, don't say such unlucky words. Princess, you will be fine!" Yuye said hurriedly: "Didn't the prince go to see that Dr. Mo? Maybe Dr. Mo has a way to cure you... They all say there are home remedies. For a serious illness, he is so far away from Shenjing, so he may not have this kind of remedy! "

"That's right, Princess, relax."

Zhou Jinling's heart was cold, but her face looked weak and gloomy. She sighed: "Cure? I have no hope."

She slowly sat on the bench in front of the railing of the pavilion, leaning on a red pillar and admiring the fish swimming in the lake.

Slowly, her eyelids started to tremble and she was about to fall asleep.

I really can't stand it anymore.

The Rejuvenation Spell had cured her, and she wanted to pretend that she wasn't cured, but after enduring it for the past few days, she was already extremely sleepy.

She was previously troubled by cold stings and couldn't sleep.

Now that the cold sting is gone, sleepiness is rushing over me, and I can no longer control myself.

She was wary, she couldn't sleep. Once she did, her secret might be exposed, and the two little girls would definitely become suspicious.

But the sleepiness was emptied like a huge wave, and it rushed over at once. My own resistance seemed insignificant, and my eyesight turned black.

At this moment, a stream of cold nectar poured down, refreshing her spirits. She felt as if she had slept soundly, and her energy suddenly doubled.

Fa Kong cast the Heart-Cleaning Curse two kilometers away.

This spell had been cast once before, and she immediately understood that it was Master Fakong who was helping. With her spirit refreshed, her body continued to tremble slightly, pretending to be more and more realistic.

She quietly admired the scenery on the lake and didn't want to talk to the two maids anymore, lest she reveal any flaws.

Time passed little by little, and she felt that time was extremely slow, and the world seemed to have stopped.

These two maids who had always treated each other sincerely and relied on each other as confidants were now like two swords hanging above her head, which made her feel chilled and trembling.

——

Xu Miaoru came to King Xin's yard and came to the study.

He abandoned everyone first, and then told Prince Xin what Fakong said.

Chu Xiang's face was as gloomy as iron, and he sat behind the large sandalwood table without saying a word.

Xu Miaoru sat in the Arhat chair opposite him, lazy and comfortable, looking at him with interest.

After she has experienced life and death, no matter how big a deal she has, she can take it easy. Besides, if the sky falls, Chu Xiang will be there to support her, so she doesn't have to worry about it.

Seeing Chu Xiang's eyebrows knit together and his cheeks clenched, he smiled and said, "Is this very troublesome? I don't want to touch it with Master Fakong's appearance."

"...How clever is Master Fakong? It's not troublesome, why would he be like this?" Chu Xiang laughed and shook his head: "But don't worry, madam, nothing will happen to you."

"Your Majesty, Master Fakong said that he would invite a few people from the palace to make offerings. What kind of offerings would you like to make?"

"The offering that can read people's hearts." Chu Xiang said solemnly: "...There are actually four traitors in our house. We really underestimated them!"

"Is there really such worship in the palace?"

"The nuns of Mingyue Temple, the old supervisor of Qintian Prison, the elders of Guangming Holy Sect, and some of the worshippers all have the ability to see through people's hearts."

"There are so many!"

"Madam, do you think there are no strange people in the palace?"

"Since these people can see through people's hearts, why didn't the emperor call Master Fakong into the palace? I previously thought that the emperor was afraid that Master Fakong's magical power could see through his own mind, but now it seems that is not the case."

"It's different." Chu Xiang shook his head: "These worshipers in the palace are all very old, calm-minded, have no ambitions, and just stay in the palace for responsibility. How old is Master Fakong?"

Xu Miaoru suddenly realized: "I feel that Master Fakong is not stable enough due to his age, and I am afraid that he has other thoughts."

"Also, my father's cultivation level is higher. These strange people cannot see through my father's thoughts. Master Fakong is different... In short, we'd better not guess what my father is thinking." Chu Xiang said : "No one can guess it."

"That's true." Xu Miaoru chuckled: "Just like the matter between King Yi and King Ying, it's really..."

"Madam." Chu Xiang interrupted her.

"Okay, let's not talk about it...then can the prince invite me to worship?"

"I'll go there myself and give it a try." Chu Xiang said solemnly: "I should be able to invite the old supervisor of Qintian Prison. As for the others..."

He shook his head as he spoke.

Others are unsure.

He has met the old supervisor since he was a child, and has a very good relationship with the old supervisor, and he can ask him to help through personal friendship.

There was no friendship with anyone else, and they might not think highly of themselves, the unlucky prince who was about to fall.

Qin Tianjian is different. He will never fall because he is close to him and helps him.

"Come in!" He suddenly heard a light knock on the study door and raised his voice.

A voice floated over from a distance: "Your Majesty, Prince Jingbei is outside the mansion and wants to see the prince."

"Ask him to go into the hall and wait a moment. I'll be here in a quarter of an hour!" Prince Xin said solemnly.

He looked at Xu Miaoru and said, "Madam, please go back first. I'll invite you and the imperial doctor to come over right away."

——

At this time, outside Prince Xin's Mansion, surrounded by a group of guards, a short and stocky middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back.

Although he is short and stocky and has a plain appearance, he is majestic and majestic. He is dressed in a purple robe and has a dragon embroidered with gold thread on his front. He is none other than Prince Jingbei Fan Ye.

Next to him was a skinny old man who was shorter than him. He was wearing a white washed gown, his face was full of thoughts, and his brows showed a look of despair.

"Doctor Mo, I am too impatient. I am rude." Fan Ye glanced at the closed door of Prince Xin's Mansion and hummed: "But the threshold of Prince Xin's Mansion is indeed high enough."

According to etiquette, when the prince and prince are visiting, they should submit the post in advance before coming to the house.

The skinny old man Mo Wuyou clasped his fists: "Your Majesty, don't worry at this moment. The cold sting is a chronic disease and not an emergency. We won't wait until the princess returns home to see if it's too late."

"I don't agree with what you said, Doctor Mo!" Fan Ye waved his hand: "If you can cure it sooner, you can cure it sooner. Why suffer that fate?"

"What the prince said is absolutely true." Mo Wuyou nodded: "The pain caused by this disease is indeed inhuman torture. The princess has suffered."

"Oh——!" Fan Ye waved his hands with a look of regret: "Don't mention it! Don't mention it!"

"Squeak——!" The door opened, and Hu Yunling, the foreign affairs manager of Prince Xin's Mansion, clasped his fists and saluted: "The young Hu Yunling would like to send greetings to Prince Jingbei. My prince has not returned to the palace yet. The princess ordered the young prince to come in and serve tea. My prince will be here soon." Just come back."

"Lead the way!" Fan Ye just wanted to see his princess as soon as possible, waving his hand to show the way quickly and stop being so verbose.

Hu Yunling cupped his fists and saluted again, turned around, led Fan Ye and Mo Wuyou into the palace, and came to the hall to serve tea.

"I asked, when will your prince come back?"

"I'll be back within a quarter of an hour."

"Okay." Fan Ye said, "Can my wife be in the house?"

"Princess Jingbei is talking to my princess."

"Invite my wife to come over!" Fan Ye said.

He didn't have much friendship with King Xin. Furthermore, even if they were acquainted, they couldn't rush into the back house. This was a big taboo.

"Yes." Hu Yunling agreed, clasping his fists and exiting.

Fan Ye shook his head.

It's troublesome when you're on someone else's property. Unlike in your own house, where you can do whatever you want. There's no need for so many twists and turns and annoying waiting.

He is impatient and hates this the most.

After waiting for a while, Hu Yunling and Zhou Jingling did not show up, but Xin Wang Chu Xiang showed up, accompanied by an old man with white beard and eyebrows, who looked like an immortal.

He suddenly glanced into the distance.

Fakong was startled.

This old man was so sharp that he could detect his mind. This was the first time!

Is this the old supervisor of the Imperial Palace, the old supervisor of the Imperial Observatory, who Chu Xiang mentioned?