Jing'er's eyes darkened, still unwilling to give up: "Then Qibotang's..."
Imperial Physician Zhao interrupted: "We still know how many pounds and taels Qibotang has, and they can't cure it. Miss Jing, please don't waste your efforts."
When Jing'er heard this, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. Desperation filled her beautiful eyes uncontrollably. Her feet gave way and she fell onto the bed.
Even the Imperial Medical Office and Qibotang are at a loss. Could it be that the princess is really in doom this time...
She sighed and turned to look at Princess Youqing, who was sleeping soundly like a porcelain doll. Her fists clenched and loosened unwillingly, her lips trembled and she murmured: "What kind of strange poison is it that is so troublesome?"
The old doctor Zhao's eyes suddenly became clear. He gently twirled his long beard and said slowly: "I look at the pulse of the princess. It doesn't seem like she has been poisoned, but she seems to have left her soul."
After hearing this, Jing'er hurriedly asked: "Is there any way to cure it?"
Doctor Zhao stopped talking, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and then slowly uttered two words.
"spiritualism."
"spiritualism?"
Not only Jing'er, but everyone else in the hall was also stunned.
Soul-calling and the like sound like superstitions made by foolish people in the countryside. They are usually talked about by witch doctors who are popular among the people. They really have nothing to do with the righteous magical powers.
Unexpectedly, this medical expert nodded solemnly: "Longmenshan is the leader of the Taoist sect, so he must have a way to restore his soul. You might as well invite a real person from the Longmen sect to come and take a look."
After saying this, he had nothing more to say. He stood up and bowed to everyone: "The princess's illness cannot be delayed, so I won't delay you all and take my leave."
After Imperial Physician Zhao left, everyone in the hall still looked at each other in shock, and no one was willing to start a conversation for a moment.
Bi Yuewu was so happy that he took Ning Yan and hid in the back, still thinking of joking: "The medicine demon has nothing to do, but does the sex demon have a clue?"
Ning Yan said expressionlessly, "Be careful. Do you really think that our sound transmission skills can be hidden from so many masters here? I don't want to suffer from prison again."
Bi Yuewu didn't take it seriously, and stretched out two fingers from his sleeves, rubbed them secretly, and gestured towards Ning Yan, teasing: "Are you that brave?"
"A gentleman is slow in words but quick in deeds. What do you know?"
Ning Yan was too lazy to pay attention to this guy. After saying that, he unilaterally hung up the communication magical power and turned to look at the warm tent.
He couldn't see clearly what was happening behind the curtain for the time being, but he could probably guess that Princess Youqing was suffering from aphansia again.
Previously, Yan Yan accidentally inspired the secret secret of the red dragon in the little princess's palace. Ning Yan felt the power of the real dragon at close range. Therefore, even if he knew that the little princess had a terrible secret, he never
I didn't have any thoughts that I shouldn't have. After all, in the face of the absolute gap in strength, any trickery would be in vain.
And now, if it is true as Doctor Zhao said, there is a high probability that the red dragon protecting the map will not be able to return to its nest, which also means that the treasure of King Xuan that countless people secretly coveted has finally been revealed to Ning Yan.
What secrets are hidden in the map? The rumors I have heard in recent days all point to one thing——
The lost imperial seal.
It's just that Ning Yan still doesn't understand. The foundation of great Zhou's fortune lies in the millions of people. In the final analysis, the jade seal of the country is just an innate spiritual treasure. Isn't it easy to use the Pingdai forged by Queen Zhou? Why go through it?
Still chasing after so many years.
A piece of broken stone really has so much charm?
While he was deep in thought, a sigh in the hall broke the silence.
"This matter... Well, the Dragon Gate Sect is currently busy with the Thirty-Six Caves Demon Exorcism Conference. The mountain gate is almost closed, and only people are allowed in and out. I'm afraid they won't be able to separate the people."
Ning Yan raised his eyes slightly, and the person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a fair face and no beard. Although his facial features were quite delicate, he had a strong back and waist, and a pair of big hands like cattail fans, with a good manner.
"Who is that?"
Bi Yuewu squinted and said: "I am a regular servant of the chamberlain, and the noble minister Zhang Roujia. Have you seen his hands? He is also known as the cloud-turning sky. He was born as a sumo wrestler. He fought from the Bianjing Goulan all the way to the imperial guard in front of the palace. He fought four hundred battles in his career.
Undefeated in seventy-six games, the best among the best among the best, the greatest among the great masters."
"The Grand Master among the Grand Masters? Then why did he go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to become a eunuch..."
"In order to repay the kindness of the late emperor for knowing me, I would like to come with you."
On the other side, Kang Jinlong took over the conversation and said with a frown: "The noble minister's concerns are too unreasonable. The Celestial Empire invites you and the princess personally issues an edict. Longmen Mountain still dares to resist the edict."
Zhang Roujia glanced at him and didn't refute, but secretly sighed that Kang Jinlong was born a nobleman and was used to being arrogant, so he didn't know Longmenshan's temperament.
There is no other reason. They really dare to do such a thing as resisting the decree.
As a top sect with a heritage of more than a thousand years, and sitting in a small and otherworldly cave like the Two Worlds Traveling God Mountain, its background is even more terrifying than that of the Zhou royal family. It seems to be a little bit obedient and disobeying the announcement. I am afraid that Emperor Zhou
They may not even be able to give orders.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the hall was getting colder, Kang Jinlong sneered, crossed his arms and stopped talking. After he shut up, the originally silent people gathered around and started to express their opinions on how to ask for help from Longmen Mountain.
However, after Jing'er listened for a long time, the disappointment on her face became more and more intense. Finally she couldn't hold it back anymore, her heart pounded, and she gritted her teeth and shouted: "If they can't come, then we will go over!"
She had already seen everyone's expressions one by one, so how could she not know what these people were thinking. After all, Zhulong's appearance was not a trivial matter, and they would never interfere easily before the Holy One showed his attitude.
Being able to come to this Zhulong Terrace for a formality is already considered a great honor.
Even so, Jing'er could not help but feel a sense of sadness in her heart.
All the men in the hall, who were said to be the mainstay of Dazhou, were not as courageous as she, a female figure!
As soon as these words came out, Guo Wusuan, who had closed his eyes and said nothing, finally slowly opened his eyes and said calmly: "Miss Jing, I have a candidate who can escort the little princess to Longmen Mountain..."
Kang Jinlong heard the beginning and interrupted: "Hey, Jian Zheng, I can't get involved in this matter."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Guo Wusuan shook his head, "I know that your identity is sensitive, so I will never ask you to get involved. Besides, if I really want you to escort the little princess, Jing
The girl may not feel at ease, am I right?"
Jing'er asked directly: "May I ask who the supervisor wants to recommend?"
"Everyone has been summoned, so why ask even though you already know."
Guo Wusuan stroked his beard and chuckled, flicking his sleeves. Ning Yan, who was still hiding behind the crowd, immediately changed his face. A majestic spiritual thought came from nowhere and suddenly came over him. Qi Hai and Jin Que were stimulated by this and immediately
In response, his feet involuntarily took a step forward.
Bang!
Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound. Ning Yan had no time to retreat at this moment, so he had to keep a straight face and pretend to be calm.
If I had known I wouldn't have worn these thick-soled martial arts boots when I went out today, why would the sound of stepping on the gold bricks be so loud?
Zhang Roujia looked at Guo Wusuan, then at Ning Yan, and asked in confusion: "I wonder what Mr. Murong's wisdom is?"
Ning Yan clenched her fists behind her back slightly, her thoughts racing in her mind, and she forced herself to explain: "I..."
"Okay! Who else would you rather me?" Unexpectedly, Guo Wusuan blocked him back with just one sentence. Regardless of his status as a great master, he said nonsensically: "Miss Jing really has a sharp eye for recognizing heroes."
Looking back, Jing'er in the warm tent was completely stunned.
It was indeed her idea to call Ning Yan here. However, after seeing the reactions of everyone in the palace, she gradually realized how naive her original idea was. Just how many of the three palace commanders didn't climb out of the dead.
It would be too ridiculous for Xiaoxiao from Burial Jianshan to want them to keep silent.
What the Princess's Mansion really needs to face is the unpredictable power of God.
Others only thought that Ning Yan was a young master and an unparalleled genius, but Jing'er knew that Ning Yan's few kilograms and taels would make it difficult for him to get out of Bianjing City alive if he made the wrong move.
But he finally stood up.
Braving the great disapproval of the world, even though there are ten thousand people, I will go.
Jing'er suddenly felt a sore nose, "You, are you really willing?"
Ning Yan swallowed, subconsciously avoiding her burning gaze, and turned to glare at Guo Wusuan.
Old man! You are afraid of being in the wrong team, am I not afraid anymore?!
But the deal was already done, and Ning Yan could only get angry in anger, and Bi Yuewu's vague teasing came to his ears: "Hey, anger is a beauty, you are a great lover."
Just as he was about to say something else, Bi Yuewu had already walked out of the hall ahead of him.
To be precise, everyone in the hall stood up one after another and wanted to leave.
There are people who are willing to be the best. If they don't leave now, when will they wait? Let alone the distance, the chamberlain behind Zhang Roujia is not a fuel-efficient lamp, but the eyes and ears of the sage. If it were a little later, he would be castrated by this sycophant.
It's always troublesome to remember.
Guo Wusuan had no intention of staying any longer, but when he passed by Ning Yan, he suddenly stopped and patted him on the shoulder three times, his expression seemed to be one of relief.
Xingfang jumped up and down with a smile, and patted Ning Yan on the shoulder three times, looking very satisfied.
He looks silly and can't tell that he has any ulterior motives. He probably just thinks it's funny to see the superintendent looking like that...
Ning Yan naturally wanted to leave.
He wanted to go to Longmen Mountain, but going with Princess Youqing was undoubtedly the worst choice. After all, his primary goal was to steal the Divine Sky Bell, and with such a big burden like the princess, he would be arrested if he left the imperial city.
How can you act secretly when countless people are watching you?
In an instant, he thought a lot, but he still couldn't accept this hot potato. The only question was, how to refuse?
Si Tianjian, Princess Mansion, Emperor Zhou...it seems that no one can afford to offend.
With the slight sound of the door closing, soon only two people with their own thoughts were left in the huge inner hall.
Each other's breathing accelerated little by little in the silence, like a train that ran off the track and was hurtling through the fog of chaos. No one knew where it would go in the next second.
"Where have you been these days?"
[Two curved eyebrows and a pair of loving eyes. You never thought that a woman with such a strong temperament could have such a lingering look. Listen carefully to her gentle breathing, and suddenly there are ripples in your heart. Lao Shizi's ancient Buddha with a green lantern! The road to immortality is long, this
It’s a pity that Paliangju is hidden in the Zen temple. Can we take him under his command so that he can help you travel thousands of miles...]
Ning Yan suddenly came to his senses, shook his head and replied vaguely: "I am a guilty person, and it is not appropriate to stay in the princess's mansion for a long time."
"I..." Jing'er stopped talking and changed her words: "We... are not, it is the princess who has been looking for you."
"What do you want from me?"
"I also want to ask you, what do you want me to do with you?"
After Jing'er finished speaking, she suddenly felt that she had made a mistake. She coughed a few times and said, "You, are you deliberately avoiding me?"
"Miss Jing is joking, you and I have no hatred or grudges, why should I avoid you."
"Then why don't you dare to look at me? Are you afraid that I will hinder your future?"
What's wrong with this... Ning Yan sighed helplessly, but when he was about to turn around, Jing'er could no longer restrain herself and threw herself into his arms. He was caught off guard and her hands were missing.
How to arrange it? It doesn't matter whether I hug or not hug. "Miss Jing, please let me go first before talking."
Jing'er finally took off the disguise she had been wearing for many days, buried her head in his arms and even her voice trembled, saying angrily: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken like that just now... But I, I really don't know what to do.
What should I do..."
Ning Yan couldn't help but soften his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said patiently: "Zongzheng Temple has always respected the lineage of King Xuan. Da Zongzheng broke through to the Lian Shen Pass a while ago. The secret records and immortal passage talismans in his palms are blessed by the dragon veins. He is the Heavenly Sword Priest."
I am not afraid of its power, and may be able to help."
"I went to look for him a long time ago, but Da Zongzheng excused himself because he was ill. He clearly planned to watch the fire from the other side!"
"Although Liubo Zhai is a supreme master of the third level, his formation method is quite sophisticated. If you send people back to the mountain gate to ask for help, there may not be a turning point."
"Master and the others also asked me not to get involved in this matter anymore." Speaking of the master's sect, Jing'er became even more sad, weeping every word: "Since ancient times, whoever turns his back on the Lord to survive will have a good end? Liu Bo Zhai chose both
Being tied to the princess's mansion will surely lead to both prosperity and loss. How come Master and the others don't understand such a simple truth? It's already this time, and they still want to withdraw from the world and close the mountain door to protect themselves..."
Ning Yan gently sniffed the fragrance of the hair of the person in her arms, and while listening to her talking to herself, she unconsciously glanced at the closed door of the inner hall.
It's not that he doesn't know what Jing'er said, but what else can he do besides giving some innocuous suggestions?
After all, he is not the rumored great master.
After thinking about it, he finally said: "Miss Jing, I'm afraid..."
"I only have you."
Ning Yan was stunned immediately.
He subconsciously looked down and saw that the person in his arms was raising his head, his clear eyes were hazy, his hair was wet with tears, and strands were stuck to his forehead, holding him tightly as if he had found a backbone.
He was willing to let go, but he didn't seem to have the courage to confront the noble minister before.
He could feel the other person's fingers holding his clothes trembling slightly.
[Hmph, this woman doesn’t know how to praise! No one in the world can control your true intentions! You have already calculated your wisdom, how can you spoil a big thing because of your children’s affair? It’s time to teach her a lesson.]
Is it true...
Ning Yan opened her mouth, but was unable to finish the rest of her words.
Like a lump in the throat.
After a long time, his arm that was half raised in the air finally fell down.