Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

"How many princesses?"

"I have encountered three princesses who are sick?" Fakong frowned: "If one princess is sick, it is nothing. Two princesses may be a coincidence. If there are three princesses... there are still fifteen Your Royal Highness."

"Senior brother, do you think they are strangely ill?"

"It doesn't look like much." Fakong said thoughtfully: "Their diseases are different, but there are too many of them."

Ning Zhenzhen nodded.

She didn't pay much attention to it before, but now when she heard what Fakong said, she felt something was wrong.

"Senior brother, do you think someone is plotting against you?" Ning Zhenzhen frowned, her beautiful face slowly becoming solemn.

The two sat under the bright light, and the moonlight and the light illuminated their faces together. Ning Zhenzhen's face was like a piece of mutton-fat white jade, crystal clear and warm.

Fakong nodded slightly: "I have no evidence, but I have a vague intuition that it is indeed caused by humans."

"These diseases are all difficult and complicated diseases. It is not possible to cure such diseases by ordinary means." Ning Zhenzhen said.

Fakong said: "Princess Jingbei is poisoned, but Princess Xin and Princess Yi are not poisoned."

If it was poison, he could feel it, but their disease was not poison.

His rejuvenation spell was like a locator. Sitting in the courtyard, he could clearly see the subtle movements in Prince Yi's Mansion with his clairvoyance.

Yi Jinqing saw through Meng Yufei's body and saw the changes in her body. It was not poisoning, but indeed a strange disease.

This is very strange.

Xu Miaoru and Chu Xiang were not on a blind date or a matchmaker, and Princess Jingbei was not a matchmaker. It was not surprising that they got a strange disease. After all, there were countless diseases in the world, so why couldn't the two of them get it?

Princess Meng Yu of Keyi was different. As far as he knew, Concubine Meng Yu was the daughter of a general and a lady of great beauty.

The body is absolutely healthy.

The prince's selection of concubines also has its own rules. Health is the primary criterion, and families with genetic diseases within three generations need to be screened.

Once there are congenital diseases within three generations, they will be eliminated directly.

A batch of selections were conducted, which was not much different from the emperor's selection of concubines. In the end, Meng Yufei, the daughter of a general, was selected as one of them, and was eventually selected by Chu Yun as the princess.

Therefore, the chance of Meng Yufei suffering from a strange disease is too small.

As for the fifteenth princess Chu Ling, it can be regarded as an accident. The key is the three princesses, which makes Fakong feel very strange.

Before reaching the first level, he intuitively did not notice anything strange. Now that he has reached the first level, he feels that something is wrong. There is an inexplicable danger in it, and it is a conspiracy against the princess.

Could it be the Kunshan Holy Cult again?

He frowned in thought.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Senior brother, do you think it is the Holy Cult of Kunshan?"

"It's hard to say." Fa Kong thought for a while, but still couldn't be sure.

Intuition can only vaguely feel that something is wrong, but it is very vague, and there is no way to sense who did it.

His eyes suddenly became deep and he looked at Ning Zhenzhen intently.

Ning Zhenzhen looked at him calmly.

Fakong happily took back his clairvoyance and shook his head: "There is no news. It seems that we have to take our time and not rush."

"I didn't expect such a thing." Ning Zhenzhen said with a tight face: "Specially plotting against the princess."

Not targeting men, but targeting women, this method is too insidious.

Fakong said: "If it wasn't Kunshan Holy Cult, it would be interesting."

If it wasn't the Kunshan Holy Cult, then it was another force that dared to plot against the princess, had a deep hatred against the royal family, and had enough insidious methods.

I just don’t know if I will be retaliated for ruining their good deeds, or it’s better to strike first.

"Conspiracy?" Chu Ling said in surprise: "A conspiracy against the emperor's wives?"

Fakong said: "This is my intuition, but I am weak alone. I can only feel it, but I have no way to verify it."

"Isn't it possible?" Chu Ling was dubious, feeling that this idea was too outrageous and too whimsical.

After lunch, she came to the outer courtyard of the Vajra Temple again to look for Fakong, and she had to fiddle with Fakong to find a solution for Chu Xiang.

Fakong then changed the topic, talked about Princess Yi's strange disease, and expressed his speculation.

In fact, it was nothing more than a reminder to the emperor to investigate.

The fundamental reason is not to please the emperor, but to use the emperor's hands to eradicate this power to avoid revenge on himself.

If you have ruined their affairs, you cannot wait for them to retaliate. You must take the initiative and deal with them before they retaliate.

"Everything in the world is full of surprises." Fakong shook his head and said, "I just can't think of it. Unfortunately, I don't have the energy to check it out, so I can only assume that I don't know what to do."

"Master, how could you do this!" Chu Ling said dissatisfiedly.

The two of them were sitting at the stone table in his small courtyard. Lin Feiyang presented them with four dishes of wine and a jar of apricot blossom wine.

Chu Ling's favorite thing is apricot flower wine.

Xu Qingluo did not stand aside this time, but was immersed in practicing.

She is now obsessed with practicing Qigong.

After finding the best way to practice her martial arts, she began to make rapid progress. Every time she practiced her martial arts, she became even more refined.

Zhou Yang and Zhou Yu were shocked to see this.

They didn't expect that martial arts could be practiced so fast, and they felt like fools.

Obviously their qualifications are also outstanding.

Faning was horrified, but did not stop him. He just stared, trying to figure out how Xu Qingluo did it.

Fakong smiled and said, "What's wrong with me?"

"Since someone is plotting to harm the emperor's wives, how can the master stand by and watch?"

"Your Highness, why can't I stand by and watch? I am not related to them, so why should I save them? Because they are princesses, why should I save them?"

"Master, where is your compassion?"

"In this world, people are dying all the time. Countless innocent people die tragically. If I save them all, I'm afraid I won't be able to do anything. Everyone has their own fate, so I'd better take care of myself."

Chu Ling snorted: "You really don't have the compassion to save people from fire and water, and you are still a high monk!"

Fakong smiled: "Your Highness, please forgive me for my helplessness in this matter. To be honest, I have also used my magical power to avoid you from complaining aggressively."

"Who is complaining aggressively?" Chu Ling was not satisfied with his words.

Fakong said: "After looking at it with my magical power, I found nothing, so there is nothing I can do."

"You can't do anything about Brother Ninth, and you can't do anything about this either." Chu Ling squinted at him.

Fakong nodded.

Chu Ling snorted: "You, the holy monk, don't live up to your name."

"Indeed." Fakong nodded: "I am not omnipotent, so I dare not call myself a divine monk."

Chu Ling said: "Then I will find a way."

Fakong Heshi said: "Then I won't send you far away."

"I don't want to leave yet." Chu Ling said, "I haven't had enough wine yet. Come on, I'll give you a toast."

Fakong laughed: "Toast me a toast?"

"Although you are not that strong, you gave me this news after all. Thank you very much." Chu Ling raised the jasper cup and drank it in one gulp.

Fakong smiled and nodded in agreement: "Then I will accept this thank you."

He drank it too.

"Brother Ninth's matter..."

"Come, have a drink!" Fakong poured her a drink himself.

Chu Ling stared at him dissatisfied, her smart eyes unblinking.

Fakong smiled and filled two jasper cups. The wine in the cups was bright and clear, making it feel like being in a clear spring.

"I know, you must have a way."

"Your Highness, I forgive you, but there is really nothing I can do for you."

"Father will not do anything to you." Chu Ling advised: "Let me tell you, my father always asks questions about things and his heart. If you have no bad intentions and just want to help Ninth Brother, Father No blame at all.”

Fakong laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

"Your Highness is too naive." Fakong shook his head and said: "The so-called questioning is the most unreliable thing. I am public-minded, but others think I have ulterior motives. How can I prove that I am public-minded?"

"..."

"Your Highness, you don't want to say that you are public-minded and worthy of heaven and earth. Why do you need to say more?"

"yes."

"But the Emperor thinks you have ulterior motives, so why do you do that?"

"My father is wise and mighty, and I will never make a mistake."

Fakong laughed again.

Chu Ling snorted, knowing that she had been refuted, and said unconvinced: "Then just watch Ninth Brother suffer misfortune."

"I believe that your Majesty will be auspicious and blessed by God. You don't need me to mix it up." Fakong smiled and said, "Your Highness, you don't have to worry too much."

"Let's go!" Chu Ling felt that her words were not enough, so she drank the wine in one gulp and turned around to leave.

The two of them would break up on bad terms while drinking, and this happened no less than three times in the past few days.

Just as she was about to go out, Chu Xiang happened to come in from the outside, saw her, and looked at her doubtfully.

Chu Ling stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother Ninth, why are you here?"

"I came here to see the master for something, little sister, why are you here?" Chu Xiang asked doubtfully: "You come here often?"

"I come here occasionally." Chu Ling said hurriedly.

She suddenly thought that there was still wine on Fakong's table. If Ninth Brother went over, he would definitely see two jasper cups and guess that she was drinking again.

Brother Ninth had already told him twice about drinking, and he didn’t want to be nagged by him anymore, so he said: “Brother Ninth, I just have something to tell you, let’s go first.”

"Little sister, please wait for me." Chu Xiang nodded: "I'll say a few words to the master first and come right away."

After saying that, he quickened his pace and headed towards Fakong's courtyard.

"Brother Ninth..." Chu Ling greeted hurriedly.

But Chu Xiang didn't stop at all, he strode forward quickly and disappeared from her sight in the blink of an eye, making her hurry to follow him.

She caught up with Chu Xiang and followed him helplessly to Fakong's courtyard, where she found that the stone table in the courtyard had been cleared away.

Lin Feiyang's movements were extremely fast.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Fa Kong saw her coming back and smiled slightly.

Chu Ling glared at him.

Chu Xiang said: "Master, as expected, some people couldn't bear it any longer and began to stir up bullets in the court. I noticed the shadow of an assassin, circling around."

Fakong glanced at Chu Ling.

Chu Xiang smiled and said: "There is no need to hide this matter from my little sister, she won't talk too much."

Chu Ling said: "Brother Ninth, why am I talking so much? I don't understand what you mean."

Fakong smiled and said, "Your Majesty, have you brought the things?"

"Here." Chu Xiang took out a small flat box from his sleeve: "Master wants this, does he want to go over and have a look?"

"Yes." Fakong nodded: "When I first came to Shenjing, it was indeed an eye-opener. But after a long time, I became a little numb and needed some fresh stimulation."

"It's really good to walk more." Chu Xiang nodded.

Chu Ling stared at the box in Fa Kong's hand and found that Fa Kong stuffed it directly back into his sleeve without any intention of opening it or explaining what it meant.

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