Chapter 197： Borrow life (one more)

Chapter 197 Borrowing (one more)

The emperor hurried over to check on Anle's situation, and personally tested his daughter's forehead temperature with the palm of his hand, only to feel that the tentacles were warm, and the heat really dropped a lot.

The maid in charge took a handkerchief dipped in water, and wiped Anle's face, neck, and hands.

An Le is only ten years old, just a child, with thin wrists, weak and easy to break.

She kept her eyes closed from beginning to end, her pale mouth pursed lightly, and she didn't move, but her breathing became much smoother, and she no longer babbled.

Great! The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and his frowning brows finally relaxed, and he said to himself that his daughter will definitely survive this disaster, just like many times before.

The emperor turned his head to look at Shang Qingzhen and asked eagerly, "Shangqing, when will the eldest princess wake up?"

Shang Qingzhen moved to the window on the east side as early as when the maid was taking medicine for Anle.

The weather is a little gloomy today, and the thick shadows of trees outside the window cast on the skinny half of the face of the supernatural being, making his sunken eye sockets even deeper.

When he is still, his temperament is slightly cloudy.

"Your Majesty." The real Shangqing saluted the emperor again, still with the attitude of an idle cloud and a wild crane, as if the person he was facing was not the emperor, but an ordinary person, "This elixir can cure the symptoms but not the root cause."

The emperor's complexion changed again, and his heart tightened slightly.

He took a deep breath, looked at Anle's weak sleeping face, and asked, "Then how can we cure it?"

Shangqingzhen lightly flicked his whisk, his voice was neither happy nor sad, detached from the worldly emotions and desires, and said in a flat tone:

"Pin Dao has just calculated a hexagram for Her Royal Highness the eldest princess. Her highness ordered to commit a tomb evil, the Lord died prematurely, and Yi Juvenile died prematurely. It is a sign of short life. If you meet the help of Tianyi nobles, you will be able to turn evil into good luck."

"If you want to continue your life for His Highness, the only way to change your life is to change your life."

While speaking, Shang Qingren's eyes swept across the girl in the blue gauze tent, and a dangerous emotion was faintly flowing, and it disappeared in a flash.

The surrounding atmosphere gradually became solemn.

Even people who don’t know Taoism can guess it, but if it involves the technique of “changing life”, it is definitely not something that can be done lightly, otherwise everyone can live a hundred years!

The **** Zhao Rang was very tactful and sent all the eunuchs and maids present to the outside world.

In the blink of an eye, there were only four people left in this bedroom filled with the smell of medicine, smoke and blood.

Shangqingzhen turned his head to look at the emperor again, his thin neck was full of wrinkles, and the blue veins burst out, as if there were some hideous foreign objects hidden under the skin.

"If you want to save the life of the eldest princess, you must find 100 virgins and virgins each of the same age as the eldest princess, take their blood, refine them into a heart pill, and then feed the eldest princess to take..."

He stared straight at the emperor with his eyes like the boundless night, his voice was low, revealing an inexplicable coolness.

The surrounding windows were slammed shut, but there was an inexplicable cool wind blowing in the bedroom.

"Presumptuous!" The emperor's pupils shrank suddenly, his face changed involuntarily, and he interrupted Shang Qingren sharply, "Do you know what you are talking about?!"

Wouldn’t it cost two hundred human lives for one life!

The monks are sympathetic, and this savage person who proposed such a sinister method clearly has no sympathy, it is simply a demon!

The    emperor showed a rare look of anger, and released a mighty power of the emperor all over his body.

Zhao Rang took a deep breath. This method is simply unheard of.

In the face of the thunderous and wrathful emperor, the real Shangqing stood without fear and fear, standing like a century-old pine, his expression was still so calm, with a sense of honor and shame.

"Your Majesty, Pindao only dared to say what he said to save the life of the eldest princess." Shangqing Zhenren shook his head and sighed, and said slowly and sympathetically, "This method of changing one's life against the sky is against the law of heaven, and Pindao also needs to do this. It has been worn out for many years."

He gently flicked the whisk, and the silver-white whisk was like the few strands of silver threads mixed with his temples.

Shang Qingzhen turned around slightly, and took two steps closer to Anle on the couch: "I think the emperor already knows that the time of the eldest princess is short, and the Jiu Xuan Pill just now can only make the eldest princess more. Three days."

When    turned his back to the emperor, a flash of extreme greed flashed in his eyes, and his hand gripping the handle of the whisk tightened even tighter.

"What did you say?!" As if struck by lightning, the emperor's anger froze on his face, his heart plummeted, and he instantly fell into the abyss.

An Le has only three more days to live? !

The emperor's feet were soft, he almost fell down on the edge of the couch, his breathing was heavy, and his whole body seemed to collapse.

Shangqing Zhenren sighed: "Over the years, the eldest princess' phoenix body has been depleted so much, like a tree trunk that has been gradually emptied by termites. This time, the disease has come down like a mountain, and her body has collapsed, even if she takes a second Jiu Xuan Pill. No use for her condition."

"Only Xindan can save Her Royal Highness."

"There's not much time, please make plans early!"

Shangqingzhen bowed down and gave the emperor a long salute,

Almost as soon as the words fell, I heard An Le's weak voice from the direction of the bed: "Father..."

The girl's words are light, so weak, so ethereal, as if the wind blows, it will disperse.

An Le on the couch opened his eyes at some point, his slender eyelashes fluttered, and his eyes were still a little dazed, unable to find the focus.

The    emperor grabbed his daughter's hand and said eagerly, "An Le, the father is here."

He completely forgot to go to the halal, and only his daughter was left in his red and dry eyes.

"...I can't." The little girl shook her head slowly, cold sweat dripping from her forehead, making her little face pale and her chin pointed.

The weak girl is like a bud waiting to bloom on the branch, so delicate, so fragile, before it blooms, it is already crumbling, it seems that as long as a gust of wind blows, the bud will fall from the branch.

She was still very weak, and it was quite difficult to even speak. She said with difficulty: "My father is a Mingjun, that's not possible."

"I'll be good...I...not uncomfortable..."

The little girl's eyes flashed, and the words of her soft voice were imprinted in the emperor's heart.

The emperor was choked up and speechless.

An Le stared at his loving and sad eyes, showing a soft smile, eyebrows slightly curved.

Her eyes swept inadvertently to a small bunny lamp on the head of the bed.

The rabbit lamp is no more than the size of a sleeve furnace. It is made of white paper and has two ruby-like eyes facing Anle.

This was made by the elder brother with her. The elder brother said that when they went out to see the lanterns during the Lantern Festival, they secretly got rid of their father and went to visit sister Yan Fei to play.

She wanted to give sister Yanfei the rabbit lamp.

But, she may not be able to.

"An Le." The emperor held his daughter's hand even harder, endured choking, and looked sad.

A line of clear tears fell from the corners of his wrinkled eyes.

(end of this chapter)