Qixian told Beimo Qianye and Qingkong about the Bergamot Flower.
The two people stared wide-eyed, looking like they had been struck by lightning.
"The fruit of the Bergamot...is broken...is broken..." Qingkong was about to cry. Who will tell him what is going on?
It's his fault...
"What should we do? Can Shengxue's eyes still be cured?" Beimo Qianye felt almost the same as Qingkong.
"We must find a way to restore the fruit of the bergamot flower."
"Can it still be restored?" Qingkong was going crazy.
It's all his fault. If Lan Shengxue can't heal his eyes because of this incident, it will be his fault. He will harm Lan Shengxue for the rest of his life.
Even if he dies, he can't make up for this mistake.
"I don't know either……"
Beimo Qianye: "..."
Qingkong: "..."
Time passed slowly, two hours passed, and the courtyard was still immersed in a depressing atmosphere.
Qixian tried all kinds of methods, but she couldn't think of a way to restore the bergamot fruit.
Alas, when people get old, they don’t remember some things very well.
She remembered that she had seen information about some uncommon spiritual objects in ancient books before, including the restoration of the fruit of the bergamot flower.
But so much time has passed, and so many things have happened over the years, that her brain is not working very well.
So much so that, now that I think about it, I can’t remember it anymore.
"It would be nice if there were turtle bones..." She sighed melancholy.
She can use divination to figure out things she doesn't know. Although it will cost some money, it is still very cost-effective. But now it's all in vain.
"Senior, it's useless to say this at this time. Turtle Bone is not here after all." Beimo Qianye didn't know what to do.
Qingkong stood silently aside, like a primary school student who made a mistake, standing quietly.
If he could, he really wanted to hit the wall.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Qixian's mind, "I seem to have remembered it."
"Senior, it seems... what does it mean?" Beimo Qianye asked.
Qixian glanced at him and said, "Give me a little more time, I will definitely be able to figure it out."
"The best time to take bergamot fruit is less than an hour away..." Beimo Qianye reminded kindly.
Here in the cave, the two sides fought for several hours, and they were both tired. No one could attack the other.
We simply stopped fighting and rested, and everyone returned to their positions.
Wuyin never doubted why Qixian didn't come back for so long. She knew how difficult Di Yunshang and Lan Shengxue were to deal with.
Not coming back means there is still hope...
She didn't want to see Qixian return miserably.
Little Teacup sits on Sunset's side, and Wuyin sits on his side.
Even though the little teacup is so calm right now, it is very anxious inside. It wants to see the baby and see if the little one is born.
But the dead old witch Wuyin kept dragging it, making it unable to leave.
Other courtyard.
"I remembered it!" Qixian took a deep breath, finally living up to expectations.
"Say it quickly!"
Qixian entered the room before she had time to look at the two of them.
Beimo Qianye and Qingkong were so anxious that they were at a loss.
"Have you thought of a way?" Di Yunshang glanced at Qixian eagerly, and then looked at Lan Shengxue. At this time, Lan Shengxue was so painful that he had no strength and fell asleep.
Moreover, the pain gradually subsided, and it seemed that today was just a reaction to the pain before she gave birth.