"Yes, I will take her to find the antidote. You stay in the Taoist temple and wait for the arrival of the Emperor and the Grand Tutor. They will not see anyone, so you just have to fight to death and refuse to admit it." Taoist Master Mu Shi said.
"Your Highness, Master's idea is the best way at the moment. We refuse to admit it. We just say that it is framed by Prince Jing and the Queen." Xiaozhu said hurriedly.
Luo Lianyi turned to Liu Fan and said, "Just follow what the master said."
"This is the antidote for this month. Take it. If you haven't found the Heart-Eating Grass by the full moon next month, you must send the news to the palace anyway, and I will think of a way." Liu Fan said reluctantly.
Looked at Luo Lianyi.
Luo Lianyi took the antidote, looked at him and nodded.
Liu Fan reached out and held her shoulders. After looking at her for a while, he held her tightly in his arms. "Wait for me. I believe we will be together one day."
"Yes." Luo Lianyi's eyes were full of tears. Now there is no hope of going back to the modern era. She has no relatives or friends in the ancient times. She is already an orphan, like a duckweed floating with the waves. Life and death are uncertain in his arms, but she finally
The place to stay?
"Let's go." Taoist Master Mu Shi swept the dust away and reached out to grab Luo Lianyi's wrist. His clothes swayed and he was out of the Taoist temple in an instant and walked far along the avenue.
"Ripples!" Liu Fan chased after a few steps and stood at the door of the Taoist temple, looking at their gradually blurred figures. He was speechless for a long time. The cold wind blew the hem of his white clothes and his hair fluttered in the wind.
"Your Highness." Xiaozhu stood behind him silently, looking at his back with distress.
After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Wuyou finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked to them and said, "Go back to the house, it's very windy here."
Xiaozhu stretched out his hand and gently took Liu Fan's hand: "Your Highness."
"You all go in. I'm going to the training ground. Don't follow me. I want to be quiet." Liu Fan gently took away Xiaozhu's hand, turned around and strode towards the Taoist training ground.
Xiaozhu and Wuyou looked at each other, smiled bitterly, and let him go alone.
Liu Fan waved his sword in the training ground and practiced the shadowless sword moves over and over again. From day to night and then to dawn, he kept repeating the sword moves without drinking water, eating, or resting.
At first, Wuyou and Yun Shang accompanied Xiaozhu and watched him from a distance in the training ground. Later, they couldn't hold back their drowsiness and went back to their rooms to rest. Only Xiaozhu remained motionless like an old monk in trance.
Standing there, watching him silently.
"Ah -" Liu Fan suddenly screamed, threw out the sword in his hand, and then used his inner strength to smash a huge boulder on the edge of the mountain cliff into pieces.
Xiaozhu flew out silently, spun around in the air, reached out to catch his sword, and then landed firmly next to him and looked at him.
"Xiao Zhu, why is there so much helplessness in life?" Liu Fan was sweating profusely and his face was full of fatigue.
"Your Highness, everything will pass. Your Highness must take the overall situation into consideration when doing things, otherwise everything will be lost and there will be no recovery." Xiaozhu said softly.
Liu Fan looked back at her and smiled desolately: "If you lose the person you love most, even if you become a high-ranking emperor and have thousands of miles of land, will you be happy in this life?"
Xiaozhu was speechless, biting his lip gently and looking at him with a hint of resentment.
"You don't understand." Liu Fan turned around and said.
"I understand." Xiaozhu's voice was still soft.
"You don't understand the pain of being deeply in love but not being able to be together." Liu Fan smiled.
Xiaozhu looked at his back, biting his lip tightly, and shed two lines of clear tears.
"Let's go, take a rest and eat something. The person who is supposed to come should be arriving soon." Liu Fan suddenly turned around and left, not paying attention to the tears on Xiao Zhu's face.
In the afternoon, Liu Fan was reading in the Sutra Pavilion when he suddenly heard someone talking outside the hall. He guessed that it was Taifu and the others who had arrived, so he hurriedly put down the Sutra book.
"His Royal Highness, the Grand Tutor and the Prime Minister have arrived." Sure enough, a young Taoist disciple from outside came in to announce.
Liu Fan stood up and went out to greet the Taifu and the Prime Minister. Xiaozhu followed closely behind him. When he walked to the Taoist Temple Hall, he saw the Taifu being supported by Prime Minister Yin and standing tremblingly in the center of the hall. Wuyou Yunshang and several others
The girl stood beside him.
"Grand Tutor, Prime Minister Yin, why are you two here?" Liu Fan pretended to be surprised.
Taifu and Prime Minister Yin looked at each other and knelt down holding each other.
"Taifu, Prime Minister Yin, why are you doing this? Do you want to defeat Fan'er?" Although Liu Fan is the prince, the kindness of Taifu and the Prime Minister are profound, so he always calls himself "Fan'er" in front of them.
"Your Highness, everything I do is loyal to Xiling, for the Emperor, and for His Highness. If I offend the Emperor and His Highness, I will kowtow first to apologize." The old Taifu fell to the ground with tears streaming down his face.
"Taifu, what do you say?" Liu Fan still pretended to be confused.
The Taifu raised his head, looked around the palace, and saw no one else except the familiar faces, and asked: "Your Highness, where is Princess Dongling?"
"Princess Dongling? Didn't you die of illness a long time ago?" Liu Fan pretended to be surprised.
"Died of illness? She is not in the Taoist temple?" Taifu asked in disbelief.
Liu Fan helped him up and said with a disapproving smile: "Why is Princess Dongling in the Taoist temple? She has died long ago."
Taifu and Prime Minister Yin looked at each other and were speechless for a while. Wuyou and Yun Shang brought chairs and helped them sit down. Ni'er Xiaohui brought melon and fruit tea, and Liu Fan also sat down.
"Then why did the emperor say that Princess Dongling was in the Taoist temple, and why did he also know that the princess was born with a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows?" asked the old lady.
"There is cinnabar between the princess' eyebrows. Many of the guards, eunuchs and maids who went to Dongling with me that day saw the princess's beauty. Maybe they were too talkative and spread the word inadvertently, and then the queen heard it and made it up.
You can use these evil words to confuse your father and drive a wedge between us and our son," Liu Fan said.
The old lady and Prime Minister Yin thought for a moment and nodded.
"Your Highness, where is your respected master?" Taifu asked.
"Master has wandered away. His whereabouts are uncertain, and I don't know when he will come back to visit." Liu Fan replied.
The Taifu nodded, looked at Liu Fan and said seriously: "The Emperor will be arriving soon. Your Highness, you cannot deceive us and hide the princess of Dongling. It is said that the princess was poisoned by Qi Yu before she came to Xiling.
Your Highness should know the consequences of letting the Emperor see her."
Liu Fan smiled calmly and said, "Teacher, just search the Taoist temple."
"I'm so offended, my old minister." Taifu and Prime Minister Yin stood up and clasped their fists to apologize.
"Search, Fan'er is going to chant sutras and pray in front of his mother's concubine." Liu Fan stood up, turned around and left, heading towards an extra small attic built next to the Taoist temple, where Concubine Xi's coffin and ashes were stored.
"Agarwood Pavilion".
After the Tai Fu waited for him to leave, he ordered his servants to search the Taoist temple. As expected, there were no strange faces in the Taoist temple. The Tai Fu looked at the "Agarwood Pavilion" and did not dare to enter the pavilion.