The third prince finally felt a little comforted and clenched his fists hatefully. The prince did not die for a day and could not stand up for the rest of the day.
Concubine Lin said seriously: "Son, you should be more respectful and filial to your father in the future and leave a good impression on him. Never have any dissatisfaction or resentment in front of him. Son, the mother will definitely make you compensate.
What you want."
"Thank you, Mother. My son is responsible for your own reasons. Please rest assured."
This year's trip to Beiwudang was filled with sorrow.
Not only is the scale of travel not as large as in previous years, but also the number of travelers is far lower than in previous years. What's more, the departure time has changed from last year's autumn to this year's spring. Everything is so strange. Even the most lively person,
They didn't dare to laugh, and the princes and nobles all suppressed their joy. After all, the prince was critically ill, who dared to laugh openly?
Especially Luo Jia, who was surrounded by the guards and rode on the horse, seemed absent-minded and melancholy. His son was critically ill. Although there were enough people to serve him, how could he feel relieved when he left? Originally,
He wanted to take his son to Beiwudang. The psychic priest of Beiwudang was a man of great medical skills. His trust in the psychic priest was even above the high priest. It was just because the high priest was respected in the country.
Moreover, the beliefs of the two sects are completely different, so he cannot let the psychic Taoist grow up and show his skills.
Therefore, his proposal was opposed by the ministers, especially the doctors, who opposed the prince's long journey. He thought that it was impossible for the prince to travel thousands of miles in a carriage, so he simply ordered the simplification of the training for the north and the concubines.
No female family members are allowed to travel with each other. They only take hundreds of strong ministers and noble children to speed up to Beiwudang. According to his intention, he went early and returned early, and only prayed to the Taoist temple in Beiwudang and for his son.
Do your father's wishes.
Horse hooves were about to step out of Pingcheng. He turned around and looked at the towering temple far behind. It was the most majestic building in the north, which was more elegant than the palace. He couldn't help but think of that face again, and his heart was even more sad. Last year's
This spring, she had counted the days in the temple and struggled desperately, and finally escaped by luck. This spring, she had become a dead soul and has disappeared without a trace since then.
Because of her death, does her son really want to completely cut off his vitality?