"Yes." Old Deng nodded hurriedly: "I heard that he died and was killed by Prince Xi's palm."
"Where is the divine water?!" Mrs. Zhou said hurriedly: "There should be some divine water in Prince Jing's palace, right?"
As far as she knew, Xuankong Temple had divine water supplied to the palace, and each prince would also have some in his house.
Although it's not much, maybe only a small pot.
But this small pot can save lives at critical moments.
No matter how serious the injury is, as long as you take the divine water, you can hang on to your life and gain a chance to save it.
She was able to get pregnant because of the divine water.
The princess of Prince Qi's Mansion was her cousin, and she was given a glass of divine water every day.
She also knew from this that the divine water existed in Dayun, not just in Shenjing.
After drinking it for a month, she became pregnant.
Before this, the couple had seen countless doctors and several miracle doctors for several years, but to no avail.
Therefore, she highly praised the divine water, and the first thing that came to her mind was the divine water.
Lao Deng said in confusion: "Sacred water? What divine water?"
Zhou Yuanhu frowned and said, "Let's ask again to see if Prince Jing is dead and how is Prince Xi?"
"Yes." Lao Deng wiped his sweat and hurried out again.
Zhou Yuanhu looked in the direction of Prince Jing's Mansion, his thick eyebrows furrowed.
Mrs. Zhou said softly: "I didn't expect Prince Xi to be so bold and kill Prince Jing directly."
"It seems that it was indeed Prince Jing who assassinated Prince Xi." Zhou Yuanhu shook his head and sighed.
All said and done, Prince Jing still went too far.
It was clear that Prince Mingxi had no threat to the throne, so he still wanted to assassinate him, and he had to be put to death.
The rabbit bit someone when he was anxious. No wonder Prince Xi was so angry that he came to kill him directly.
Where are the guards at Prince Jing's residence?
How could Prince Jing not be on guard against Prince Xi's sudden attack? Prince Xi was cornered, so how could he not be on guard against a dog's sudden attack?
Despite being on guard, you still couldn't prevent King Xi's assassination?
It seems that King Xi is more tyrannical than imagined, and even hides it deeply.
"It can't be wrong, right?" Mrs. Zhou said: "It couldn't be Da Qian's assassin who put the blame on Prince Jing, right?"
"...It's hard to say." Zhou Yuanhu shook his head.
I am not from Prince Jing's palace, how can I know this?
But Prince Xi must have made no mistake, and he probably came to the door in person just to find out this.
After finally figuring it out, he was furious and killed Prince Jing directly.
The only thing that can be worried about now is whether Prince Jing can be saved. The magic water pipe doesn't work. If he can be saved, that's okay.
If he cannot be saved, the whole cloud will be in turmoil.
After all, Prince Jing is an unknown prince and the only heir to the throne.
Mrs. Zhou frowned in thought.
Zhou Yuanhu held her hand and said softly: "Madam, if the sky falls, there will be tall people holding it up. We don't have to worry about it. Be careful not to get tired."
It's not easy to get pregnant, and there must be no accident.
Mrs. Zhou looked at him worriedly: "I hope I won't harm you, Master."
"I didn't enter Prince Jing's Mansion, it wasn't my turn." Zhou Yuanhu said with a smile, "It's good luck. If Prince Xi comes a little later, I might actually get in."
"Alas——!" Mrs. Zhou sighed.
Lao Deng quickly ran back, panting and pale, clasping his fists and saying: "Master, madam, Prince Jing is indeed dead. Prince Xi punched Prince Jing on the head, and he bled to death from all his orifices. He can drink the divine water if he wants."
No."
"Prince Jing was punched in the head?"
"It is said that the brain matter burst out, and red and white stuff flowed out from the seven orifices!"
"...If this is the case, I'm afraid that even if Divine Monk Fa Kong came to cast the Ksitigarbha Dakini Curse in person, he wouldn't be able to save his life," Zhou Yuanhu said.
Prince Xi is a top grandmaster. He punched him hard and his head was absolutely turned into a ball of mush. He was too dead to die.
"Alas..." Mrs. Zhou sighed.
Prince Jing was so high-spirited and prominent before this, but now he was beaten to death with his brains bursting out. It was so miserable.
Zhou Yuanhu said: "Didn't you send someone to invite the divine monk Fakong?"
"This..." Lao Deng hesitated, shook his head and said, "I don't think I've heard of this."
"Let's explore again!" Zhou Yuanhu waved his hand.
Lao Deng hurriedly responded and left in a hurry.
Zhou Yuanhu stood up and walked around with his hands behind his back.
Instead, Mrs. Zhou calmed down and said softly: "Prince Jing is dead."
Zhou Yuanhu nodded: "I wonder how the emperor will punish Prince Xi. Prince Xi is too reckless."
"He was also forced to have no choice."
"It's okay to send someone to assassinate him, but it's different to kill Prince Jing with his own hands." Zhou Yuanhu shook his head: "It's a pity."
He had a great fondness for the eldest prince Hu Houqing. As the eldest prince, he did not stay in Yunjing to fight for the position of prince, but went to a remote place to guard Zhenlongyuan. His ambition was amazing and impressive.
The eldest prince is already like this, and Prince Jing still insists on killing him. It is really too inappropriate.
Mrs. Zhou nodded slowly.
After a while, Lao Deng hurried over again, with a surprised look on his face: "Master, Madam, Prince Jing is alive again!"
"Alive?"
"The emperor came out of seclusion and invited Divine Monk Fa Kong. Then Monk Fa Kong cast a Buddhist spell and resurrected Prince Jing!" Lao Deng looked amazed.
This was beyond his imagination.
Mrs. Zhou stood up in a hurry, startling Zhou Yuanhu, and hurriedly supported her and glared at her reproachfully: "Madam!"
Mrs. Zhou smiled sheepishly and looked at Old Deng: "Did Monk Fakong take action?"
"Yes, the emperor personally went to Xuankong Temple to invite him after he came out of seclusion." Old Deng nodded vigorously and said excitedly: "Monk Fakong cast a... some kind of curse and saved Prince Jing!"
"Can you survive even if your brain is shattered?" Zhou Yuanhu said.
He always thought that those who came back from the dead were injured secretly, not those whose brains were shattered.
How to revive a broken head?
The Buddha's mantra can always prevent the broken brain from becoming like tofu brain and bleeding out with blood. How to recover? No matter how powerful the Buddha's mantra is, it can't do this!
Lao Deng nodded vigorously and said: "Yes, he is alive and can speak, but it will take time to recover slowly. It is said that it will take a month to recover."
"This..." Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Yuanhu looked at each other, still feeling incredible.
This is outrageous.
Seeing their suspicion, Lao Deng hurriedly said: "Madam, I don't believe it either, so I paid a maid from Prince Jing's palace. She saw it with her own eyes and said that the Buddhist monk Fukong personally cast the Buddhist spell in the company of the emperor.
After that, Prince Jing woke up and spoke, and then he soaked in the holy water. The holy monk himself said that it would take a month to recover."
"It can be restored in a month..." Zhou Yuanhu said with emotion: "The Ksitigarbha Dakini Mantra of Monk Fakong is well-deserved."
Mrs. Zhou nodded.
Zhou Yuanhu said: "After Prince Jing comes back to life, he can continue to be the prince. I'm afraid the eldest prince will be in trouble."
Mrs. Zhou said softly: "Master, Prince Jing only has sixty years to live. He is no longer suitable to be an emperor. ... It's better to wait."
"Yes, wait." Zhou Yuanhu nodded hurriedly: "We will go to Xuankong Temple tomorrow and kowtow outside the temple."