Seeing that she didn't really take it to heart, Chu Xiang couldn't help but feel anxious and angry, and glared at her: "Fifteenth sister!"
Chu Ling let out a faint chuckle: "Brother Ninth, don't worry, I will take good care of this piece of paper, and I will also recite the rejuvenation mantra, okay?"
"You girl!" Chu Xiang was relieved and hummed: "Don't look so dead, cheer up!"
Chu Ling rolled her eyes at him: "Brother Ninth, if you had suffered this, you would have killed yourself long ago!"
Chu Xiang hummed: "I will never give in to pain, no matter how painful it is, as long as I live!"
"That's what I originally thought." Chu Ling shook her head slightly, revealing a sarcastic tone: "But now I know what life is worse than death. If you die early and are reincarnated early, you won't suffer like this in the next life!"
"You are surrendering, you are cowardly!" Chu Xiang said coldly: "Pain is just an illusion. You can control your feelings. Let him hurt you, just ignore it, and it will only hurt for a while.
It’s just that it doesn’t hurt all the time, it’s fine at other times.”
Chu Ling said calmly: "Brother Ninth, I have looked away now. You see, compared to those who died at birth or died in their mother's womb, I am much luckier. What's more, I am a princess, and I have lived in fine clothes since I was a child.
How many people will never get such enjoyment in their lifetime, and they will not be unjust even if they die!"
"What a bastard!" Chu Xiang frowned and said with a sullen expression, "Don't always think about death. Cheer up. As long as you listen to me, I guarantee that you will be cured and live better than anyone else!"
"...Okay, I'll listen to Brother Ninth." Chu Ling nodded slowly.
Chu Xiang showed a smile: "That's right!"
He glanced left and right and saw that there was no one else there. He also checked the Grand Master's spiritual sense, but there was no one else watching.
He quickly took out two porcelain bottles from his arms.
There is a monk painted on the porcelain bottle, with his palms clasped together as if he is saluting to the sky.
He quickly stuffed it into Chu Ling's sleeves and breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Ling looked at him doubtfully.
Chu Xiang used sound transmission to enter the secret and rang in his ears: "Fifteenth sister, this is the sacred water I bought outside. It is water blessed by Master Fakong. It should contain the power of the rejuvenation spell. You can't stand it.
It’s time to try it.”
"Sacred water..." Chu Ling frowned.
She had also heard of divine water.
Although she stayed in the Forbidden Palace, she was extremely well-informed and had a clear grasp of all the goings-on in the Divine Capital City.
This is due to the two little palace ladies Xiaoxing Xiaoyue.
They are young, have a childlike innocence, are very curious, are naive and have no wit, and others are not wary of them.
So they pricked up their ears and heard a lot of gossip, and told Chu Ling everything to help Chu Ling relieve his boredom.
"Isn't this for skin care?"
"That's overkill!" Chu Xiang snorted, with an ugly look on his face.
He thought of Princess Xu Miaoru.
Xu Miaoru was extremely obsessed with the divine water and sent someone over every day to buy several bottles of the divine water to use on her face.
Each bottle costs ten taels of silver, so spending thirty or forty silvers a day is simply too extravagant!
If her skin really gets worse and she looks older, there is nothing wrong with buying it. After all, women love beauty as much as they live.
But her face is as delicate as a girl's, like a watery hibiscus. It's so tender that it will burst into water when touched. How much more delicate can it be?
She just felt that as she got older, the skin on her face became worse, so she had to use divine water on her face.
My own attempts to dissuade me were of no use at all.
She is as gentle as water in other things, but she is very persistent in this matter and insists on applying divine water to her face.
I couldn't defeat her, so I had to obediently send someone to buy it.
"Really works?"
"You can give it a try." Chu Xiang whispered: "It won't get worse anyway."
"...Okay." Chu Ling nodded lightly.
Chu Xiang raised his head, glanced around, and said calmly: "Okay, have a good rest, don't think too much, I'm leaving first."
"Brother Ninth, walk slowly, I will see you off not far away."
Chu Xiang waved his hand and strode away.
Chu Ling touched the two porcelain bottles in her sleeves.
She decided to apply it on to see if it had the legendary magical beauty effect.
After she heard about this magical water, she was also curious, but she no longer had the intention to become beautiful, and she didn't care about beauty or ugliness when it was a matter of life and death.
So after hearing it, I ignored it.
Moreover, every item brought into the palace needs to be inspected, especially food taken or eaten, which must not be brought into the palace at will.
If I let someone buy this sacred water, I would be violating the palace rules. If I have nothing, Xiaoxing and Xiaoyue will be in bad luck and may even be expelled from the palace.
If you don't want to implicate Xiaoxing Xiaoyue, then you have to be honest.
He was already half-dead, so why did he bother these two innocent and kind-hearted little girls out of curiosity?
She looked up at the sky.
Dark clouds are gathering.
Unfortunately, the weather is still not likely to rain.
Master Fakong prayed for rain at the beginning, but the drought only eased a little. It is certain that the farmers will have a bad harvest this year.
She felt as hot as if she were in front of a blazing flame, and softly called out: "Xiao Xing Xiaoyue!"
"Princess!"
The two of them ran in and continued to shake the fans as tall as each person.
The breeze was blowing slowly, but her heat did not weaken much. It was better than nothing, so she said: "Xiao Xing, go get two pieces of ice."
"Yes, princess."
Soon, two pieces of ice appeared in front of Chu Ling, held in silver basins.
Chu Ling stretched out her slender hand and pressed on the ice cube.
A one-foot-square ice cube was filled with white smoke. She pressed a piece of ice with one hand, and water stains quickly appeared on the edge of her palm, and then her palm sank slightly.
Soon, her palms sank deeper and deeper until they reached the back of her palms, and finally penetrated the ice.
"Princess..." The two maids looked at her worriedly.
"It doesn't matter to me, I can't die." Chu Ling said: "Staying here will only distract me, go down."
"...Yes." Xiaoxing and Xiaoyue could only put down their fans, gently exited the vestibule, returned to the hall, and even put down the thick felt curtains.
After a while, they felt the temperature change suddenly, from late autumn to cold autumn, and looked through the window.
Chu Ling was trembling slightly, and her hair was already covered with a layer of white frost, as if she was standing in the ice and snow.
A layer of white frost soon appeared on the Arhat's bed.
The white frost took the Luohan bed as the center of the circle and spread in all directions, spreading to the surrounding pine trees.
The pine needles were covered with frost.
It even spread to the hall. If it were not blocked by the thick felt curtain, the hall would have been penetrated by hoarfrost.
They knew how cold the hoarfrost was. It was even colder than standing on a cold winter night. It was freezing to the bone and painful.
Chu Ling shook gently like a sieve.
They looked sad.
Even a little bit of hoarfrost in the distance would be unbearable pain. With the princess covered in hoarfrost, you can imagine how painful it is.
What worries them more is that the frequency of attacks is accelerating and the time between attacks is shortening.
Originally it was only once a day, then twice a day, and today is the third time.
The rate of deterioration seems to be getting faster and faster.
At this rate, I'm afraid the princess won't be able to hold on for long. If she continues to have an attack, she might be doomed.
"Kick, knock..." Chu Ling's face turned blue, her teeth were tapping lightly, and her body was so stiff that she could hardly move.
She lowered her head with difficulty and looked at Luo Xiu.
Luo sleeves have now turned into hard ice sleeves, frozen by hoarfrost, making it extremely difficult to get things.
She slowly stretched out her bare hand, slowly inserted into the sleeves that had become as hard as ice, and gently touched the porcelain bottle.
"Bang!" A porcelain bottle slipped out of Luo Xiu, fell to the green brick floor and broke into pieces.
The divine water spilled out, fell on the white frost, and then slowly seeped into the blue bricks.
Chu Ling's eyes flashed and she became hot and stubborn. She grabbed the remaining porcelain bottle with all her strength, uncorked it with difficulty, and slowly raised it to her mouth.
Xiaoxing and Xiaoyue were standing in the hall. They could only see her back and couldn't see what she was doing.
Even later, they all turned their heads and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
The divine water slowly flowed into her mouth, flowing down smoothly like a sweet spring, and penetrated into her stomach, turning into a soft and warm breath that spread quickly.
The coldness penetrated into her bones, like a thousand knives cutting every part of her body. She suddenly felt such a warm breath, and she instantly felt like she had entered heaven from hell.
Her eyes were inexplicably moist and she was inexplicably moved.
This kind of transition from the extreme of pain to comfort, the feeling is so strong that I can't control myself, and I want to cry out.
She looked down and saw that the white frost had melted away unconsciously. Although her body still felt cold, compared with before, it felt like it was nothing worth mentioning from the cold winter to the early autumn.
The warm breath condensed in the body and did not disappear until the coldness was completely driven away.
The severe cold spell has passed.
She wiped her eyes to prevent her tears from being seen by Xiaoxing Xiaoyue.
As the hoarfrost dissipated, the temperature in the vestibule quickly rose.
Xiaoxing Xiaoyue rushed out excitedly and shouted excitedly: "Princess, princess, your attack time is much shorter this time, you are fine!"
Chu Ling nodded lightly: "Well, see you soon."
"Congratulations to the princess, will it get better and better?" Xiaoxing said in surprise: "Is this a cure without medicine? God saw the princess's kindness and beauty, so he was not willing to let the princess suffer and let the princess' disease heal on its own!
"
Chu Ling looked up at the sky, showing a hint of ridicule.
Xiaoyue said: "Princess, do you want to report this good news to the emperor?"
"No need." Chu Ling shook her head gently.
Xiaoxing said: "What about the queen?"
"Please come over, Queen Mother."
"yes."
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After a while, a beautiful middle-aged woman wearing apricot yellow palace clothes came lightly, with a graceful appearance and a calm temperament.
She stepped lightly into Lingyun Palace, waved her hands to Xiaoxing Xiaoyue who was saluting Pei Jin, and held down Chu Ling who was about to get up: "Ling'er, are you having another attack?"
Chu Ling said directly: "Mother, I want to buy some divine water."
"Sacred water?"
"Well, it's the magical water that's widely rumored outside."
"Ling'er, if you listen to the wind, it will be the rain. Don't listen to other people's nonsense. The so-called divine water is not that magical."
"Mother, I just want to buy some!"
"...Okay." The queen saw her stubbornly staring at her, so she had to give in: "Then I will have someone buy some. Little Ling'er has grown up and loves beauty."
She sat down on the Arhat's bed with a smile, hugged Chu Ling, smoothed Chu Ling's messy hair, and looked at Chu Ling: "Recover from your illness quickly, it's time to find your consort."
"Mother--! Here we go again!" Chu Ling's face fell impatiently, and she twisted away from her hand: "I said I would never marry, and I will pay for it to you and my father for the rest of my life!"
"Okay, okay, don't be angry. If you don't want to marry, you won't marry." The queen said hurriedly.
She lowered her head and suddenly saw the broken porcelain bottle on the ground.