The Lovely Wife's Magical Calculation

Chapter 505: National Teacher (3)
However, it seemed that he was going to be disappointed. She had been taking medication for the past few days, and she didn't feel anything in her eyes.

After increasing the dose, she didn't feel any pain in the eyes or anything, she didn't feel any pain at all, as if she hadn't used any medicine at all.

For a moment, she felt that her medicine was a waste. They were all incomparably precious medicinal materials, which were of great value, but they were useless when used on her body.

But, this was just her idea, she couldn't say to stop taking the medication, and Mai Tang would be the first to object if Shen Tuyi didn't agree.

She has been a little sick recently and has lost her appetite. Mr. Tian will rush to the Prince's Mansion immediately after being busy in the State Teacher's Mansion. Every day in these two mansions, he doesn't even have time to go to the imperial palace.

At present, the emperor is sick and bedridden, and Mr. Tian, ​​who is the order of the imperial hospital, has no time to serve the emperor.

People with eyes can almost understand the current situation. Everyone is waiting for the old emperor to return to the west.Once he died, Long Zhi inherited the great rule.

The plainclothes black armored soldiers sent the three people they found away, and then left the mansion again, continuing to search in the city.

Ye Lu couldn't rely on them alone, offered incense, prayed to heaven and earth, and then began to search for the location of the people with the six fates.

However, she had just started when someone rushed to the door, it was someone from the Prince's Mansion.

"Girl, Your Highness has an order. I want you to enter the palace quickly, but the emperor passed by again." The soft sedan chair had already arrived at the door, and was just waiting to pick up Ye Lu into the palace.

"It's passed? Don't be afraid, he won't die today." According to her calculation, the old emperor won't die today, no matter what, he can survive for another two months.However, I'm afraid he won't be able to make it through the New Year.

"The Daoist Qingji of Ziji Temple has also been taken into the palace. Your Highness said that the girl is still going." After all, she is now a national teacher, and she was appointed as a national teacher at that time, in the name of praying for the emperor. It would be unreasonable for her not to go.

"Qing Ji also entered the palace? Okay, let's go." She hadn't met Qing Ji since she came to the imperial capital, and old man Xu also entered the imperial capital at that time, so he must have known about it.

Sit on the soft sedan and quickly head towards the palace.

At that time, Ye Lu entered the palace with Shen Tuyi, but she could still see the majestic palace at that time, and she still remembered what it looked like.

It's just that she can't see it now, and she's not curious, after all, she's been here before, and she's seen everything, so it's not a pity.

It took almost half an hour to go to the palace, the soft sedan entered two palace gates, and then stopped.

Holding the servant girl's arm, Ye Lu headed towards the old emperor's bedroom under the leadership of the eunuch.

She still has the cloak on her body and the hood covering her face. Although her petite figure is thin, she has an unspeakable weirdness that makes people dare not look down upon her.

As she approached the bedroom, she could feel the breath from the old emperor, he really couldn't hold on for much longer.Older, coupled with so many years of excessive indulgence, and after taking Waidan for a while, he is unable to recover, and the Da Luo Immortal will not work well.

Stepping on the clear steps, Ye Lu entered the bedroom step by step. Even if she couldn't see it, she could feel the familiar breath, it was Qingji.

Sure enough, Qing Ji was there. He was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a dust whisk, and his eyes and brows were all indifferent.

When he saw Ye Lu, he didn't change his expression, as if he didn't recognize him.Ye Lu couldn't see him, but she knew what he looked like, and she didn't say anything, as if she didn't know him.

The imperial physicians gathered at the door of the palace, whispering, discussing how to make a prescription.

(End of this chapter)