The emperor hurried over to check Anle's situation, and personally tried his daughter's forehead temperature with his palm. He felt that the tentacles were warm, and the heat actually dropped a lot.

The palace maid in charge took a veil dipped in water and wiped Anle's face, neck, and hands.

Anle is only ten years old, just a child, with thin wrists, weak and easy to fold.

She closed her eyes from beginning to end, her pale little mouth was pursed, motionless, but her breathing became significantly more stable and she stopped muttering.

That's great! The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and his frown brow finally stretched out, saying to himself that his daughter would definitely be able to survive this disaster, just like many times in the past.

The emperor turned to see the Shangqing Zhenren and asked anxiously: "Shangqing, when will the eldest princess wake up?"

The Shangqing Zhenren moved to the window on the east side when the palace maid was taking medicine to Anle.

The weather today is a bit gloomy, and the dense shadows of trees outside the window are cast on the skinny half of Shangqing's human face, making his sunken eye sockets deeper.

When you are still, your temperament is a little bit gloomy.

"Emperor." The Shangqing Zhenren bowed to the emperor again, still with the demeanor of a leisurely cloud and Yehe, as if the person he was facing was not the emperor, but an ordinary person. "This elixir treats the symptoms but not the root cause."

The emperor's expression changed again, and his heart tightened slightly.

He took a deep breath, looked at Anle's weak sleeping face, and asked again: "How can we cure it?"

The Shangqing Zhenren gently threw off the whisk, his voice was neither happy nor sad, and he was beyond the worldly emotions and six desires, and said in a plain tone:

"I just calculated a divination for His Highness the Great Princess. His Highness's destiny will violate the tomb evil, which will lead to a death of a young man. It is a sign of short life. If you meet the help of noble people in Tianyi, you will turn bad luck into good luck."

"If you want to extend your life for Your Highness, you can only change your life."

While speaking, the eyes of the Shangqing Zhenren flashed across the girl in the green gauze tent, and a dangerous emotion flowed faintly, flashing away.

The atmosphere around gradually became solemn.

Even those who do not understand Taoism can guess that any technique of "changing fate" must not be done by just a few words, otherwise wouldn't everyone live for a long time!

The eunuch Zhao Rang was very agile to send all the imperial physicians and palace maids present to the outside room.

In the blink of an eye, there were only four people left in the bedroom, which was filled with the smell of medicine, fragrance and blood.

The Shangqing Zhenren turned his head and looked at the emperor again. His thin neck was covered with wrinkles and blue veins swelled up, as if there was something ferocious foreign object hidden under his skin.

"If you want to save the life of the eldest princess, you must find one hundred virgin boys and girls of the same age as the eldest princess, take their blood, refine a heart pill, and feed them to the eldest princess..."

He looked straight at the emperor with endless eyes like the dark night, his voice was low and a sense of inexplicable chill.

The windows around were clearly closed tightly, but there was a cool and cold wind in the bedroom inexplicably.

"Don't be ruthless!" The emperor's pupils suddenly contracted, and his face changed, and he interrupted the Shangqing Halal with a stern voice, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Isn’t this going to trade two hundred lives for one life?

Monks take compassion as their hearts. This Shangqing Zhenren would propose such a sinister way and clearly have no compassion. It is simply a demon!

The emperor rarely showed an angry face, and released a power of the emperor all over his body.

Zhao Rang, who was beside him, took a breath. This method is simply unheard of.

Facing the thunder-furying emperor, the Shangqing Zhenren stood like a century-old pine, with a calm expression, with a bit of fear and dismay.

"Your Majesty, I dared to save the life of the eldest princess." The Shangqing Zhenren shook his head and sighed, and said slowly with compassion, "This method of changing one's destiny against the heavens is contrary to the law of heaven. I will also consume many years of cultivation for this."

He gently shook off the whisk, and the silver whisk was like the few silver threads mixed with his temples.

The Shangqing Zhenren turned around slightly and walked towards Anle on the couch two steps: "I think the emperor already knows that the eldest princess has not had much time, and the Nine Profound Pill I just now can only let the eldest princess hold on for another three more days."

When he turned his back to the emperor, an extreme greed flashed in his eyes, and his hand holding the whisk handle tightened even more.

"What did you say?!" The emperor was struck by lightning, his anger froze on his face, his heart fell down in anger, and instantly fell into the abyss.

Anle can only live for another three days?!

The emperor's feet became soft and he almost fell to the edge of the couch, breathing heavily, and his whole body seemed to collapse.

The Shangqing Zhenren sighed and said, "Over the years, the eldest princess's body has been extremely deficient, like a tree trunk that has been gradually eaten by termites. This time she is sick and her body has collapsed. Even if she takes the second Jiuxuan Pill, it will be useless to her condition."

"Only Xin Dan can save His Highness the Great Princess."

"There is not much time, so please make plans early!"

The halter of Shangqing bowed and bowed to the emperor a long time.

Almost as he finished speaking, Anle's weak voice came from the direction of the bed: "Father..."

The girl's tail is light, so weak and ethereal, as if it will dissipate when the wind blows.

Anle on the couch opened his eyes at some point, and his slender eyelashes were puffing, his eyes were still a bit dazed and he couldn't find the focus.

The emperor grabbed his daughter's hand and said anxiously: "Anh, my father is here."

He completely forgot about Shangqing Zhenren, and his red and dry eyes were only left with his daughter.

"...No." The little girl shook her head slowly, her forehead was covered in cold sweat, making her face paler and her chin pointy.

The weak little girl is like a bud that is about to bloom on the branch, so delicate and fragile, and before it blooms, it is already shaking. It seems that as long as a gust of wind blows, the buds will fall from the branches.

She was still very weak, and even spoke very hard, and said with difficulty: "The father is a wise king, it's not possible."

"I will be good...I...I won't feel uncomfortable..."

The little girl's eyes were shining, and the soft voice and words were imprinted into the emperor's heart.

The emperor choked and couldn't speak.

Anle stared at his loving and sad eyes, showed a soft smile, and his eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent.

Her eyes accidentally swept over a small rabbit lamp placed at the head of the bed.

The rabbit lamp is only the size of a sleeve, made of white paper, with two ruby-like eyes facing Anle.

This was done by the emperor's brother with her. The emperor said that when they left the palace to watch the lanterns on the Lantern Festival, they secretly threw away their father and went to play with sister Yan Fei.

She wanted to give the rabbit lamp to Sister Yan Fei.

However, she may not be able to do it.

"Anle." The emperor held his daughter's hand even harder, enduring the choking, and looked sad.
Chapter completed!