The monk stood up. The man who was walking suddenly disappeared. When he reappeared, he had already clamped the sharp sword in the shadow guard's hand with two fingers: "Believe it, this fog can take you through a thousand years; if you don't believe it, you will be trapped in the fog.
The romance is no longer a romance, it will just be like a dream in the end."
"Your Majesty is a smart man, he must be able to figure out the mystery." The monk laughed and broke the Shadow Guard's sword.
The shadow guard tried to chase him again, but the monk had already arrived in the courtyard. When he moved again, he disappeared completely.
Xia Ziluo stared blankly at the direction the monk was leaving, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses: "Xitian, is that Qing Gong or Immortal Technique?"
"It's Qinggong, far superior to Juqing." Murong Xitian's eyes softened. The monk's kung fu was unpredictable. If he really wanted to be disadvantageous to them, he could have done it just now.
Therefore, there is no need for the monk to pretend to be a ghost and act out this show.
Moreover, before Monk Lin left, he had made it clear that if he didn't believe it, he would not be able to accompany Xia Ziluo back to modern times. In that case, he might really be separated from her and never see her again.
Regardless of whether it's true or not, now he only has faith and must go back with Xia Ziluo!
"Luo'er, it's the middle of July, and it's too late to leave. But... if what the monk said is false, this trip may be dangerous and unpredictable." It was related to Xia Ziluo's safety. Murong Xitian had to worry and be cautious.
cautious.
Yes, it is already July 11th on the lunar calendar.
The monk said that the heavy fog happened on the third day of August, which didn't count for many days. Moreover, she was in the Splendid Dynasty now, and the heavy fog that could take her back to modern times was in the Genglan Dynasty.
Excluding the time on the road, there really isn’t much time left.
Xia Ziluo immediately nodded: "Yes, we have to hurry up and make arrangements to go to the Genglan Dynasty immediately. But you, the court has a lot of things to do, can you go away?"
"Things in the imperial court are all trivial matters now, so there is no harm in putting them off for a while. The matter concerning the real princess is a big deal right now, I believe the emperor brother will understand." Murong Xitian was not worried about this, but he was worried about Murong Leiting's health.
A while ago, Murong Leiting's life was hanging by a thread. If it hadn't been for Dr. Zhang's wonderful rejuvenation and resuscitation, he might have died... Although he is fine for the time being, the emperor is already terminally ill after all. No one can guarantee how long he can hold on. We can't wait.
And the arrival of the miracle doctor from the Genglan Dynasty.
Xia Ziluo saw Murong Xitian frowning and immediately stretched out his hand to help him smooth it out: "Why are you worried? If you frown again, you will turn into a little old man. Be careful, I don't want you anymore. The affairs of the court and your brother's body are too heavy.
You've been out of breath, isn't it just right this time? When we go to the Genglan Dynasty, we can also find the whereabouts of Xi Muyun and Ju Qing. If they are safe, we can help them. The new emperor's illness will be solved as soon as possible.
There is a possibility of recovery.”
She only recently learned that there was a miracle doctor in the Genglan Dynasty who could cure all strange and complicated diseases.
But this miracle doctor was imprisoned in the heavenly prison of the palace by the new emperor. Unless the new emperor's regime was overthrown, there would be no way to save the miracle doctor.
"That's right." Murong Xitian showed a resolute look, "Luo'er, I'll make all the arrangements and set off tonight. But I'm worried that your health won't be able to bear it."
"It's been a month since I had a miscarriage, and my body and bones have long been healed. Besides, if you guys can endure it, what's wrong with me? Are you the only ones made of meat, and I'm still made of paper?" Xia Ziluo giggled.
