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Chapter 137 Play for her, Qingxin song

At the same time, Jun Mohan did not see Mu Lingwei after being rescued by Master Luochen.

I could only hear the "dong dong" sound of the wooden fish being knocked in the attic.

I saw Master Chen sitting cross-legged on a soft cushion, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and chanting plausibly.

Jun Mohan stood up, his face a little pale, and said weakly: "Master, you have saved this king again."

"The prince doesn't have any serious illness, and I didn't help much. I still said the same thing, the prince's inner demons have to be overcome by himself." Monk Liao Chen said.

Jun Mohan smiled bitterly and said: "My enemies will never die, my inner demons will never be extinguished, and my hatred for killing my mother will never be shared. Unfortunately, I will always be a useless person. I thought I could try to stand up."

, but there is still no way.”

"I have a Qingxin song here, I hope it will be useful to the prince." I would not give too much advice to others. How can I persuade others to do good without suffering others' suffering.

He added: "The princess may also need my Qingxin song to drive away the demons in her heart."

"Master knows that she has inner demons? Is there any way to get rid of her inner demons? Master also took a look at her face, can you see any difference? Is she really rich and powerful?" Jun Mohan continued a few words.

ask.

Master Liao Chen did not give a clear answer, but only said: "Fodu has a destined person, maybe she is destined to the Buddhist family, and Qingxinqu can just help her."

Jun Mohan took it, clasped his hands towards the master and watched him leave before getting up from the couch.

He raised his left leg and placed it on the ground easily. He raised his right leg again, but still couldn't feel it. He was in a mess because he was too anxious.

At this time, Guo Yan came in and said: "Your Majesty."

He glanced at Guo Yan and said calmly: "How is she?"

"Send the prince here. The princess fainted and is still awake." Guo Yan said.

When Jun Mohan was pushed to the next room, he saw Zhen'er and Shaoyao standing by.

When he got closer, he saw Mu Lingwei lying quietly on the bed, her face burning red.

Zhen'er said: "I don't know why. I gave her antipyretic medicine, but it didn't work. The princess seemed to have a nightmare. She kept shouting something. The slave couldn't understand it, but she never woke up."

Jun Mohan glanced at the room again and said, "It's too dark. Light a few more oil lamps and try to make every corner as bright as possible. Then find some agarwood to light."

Zhen'er was stunned for a moment, "Yes, I will go find the oil lamp right away. Chen Xiang also brought it with me."

"Guo Yan, go find a piano."

Master Liaochen should have also come to see it, hoping that Qingxinqu would be useful to Mu Lingwei.

Shaoyao has been wiping her face and neck with warm water. They have changed all the wet clothes for the princess. In order to facilitate wiping her body, they have not tied them too tightly, and the collar is loose.

At this time, Jun Mohan suddenly stepped forward, found her hand from the quilt and held it in his palm. His body was very hot, but his hand was very cold, and he was not alive at all.

Mu Lingwei has been having the same nightmare. In the dream, she returned to the time when she was five years old. It was originally a sunny summer day. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up from the sky. In an instant, the sky suddenly became dense with dark clouds.

The dark clouds were overwhelming and the rain was pouring down instantly. She was so scared because she could not find her parents. She cried until her tears ran dry and her throat became hoarse. No one could hear her voice.

Later, she was locked in a darkroom without windows. The darkroom where she couldn't see her fingers and the small space made her tremble all over and sweat like raindrops.

She desperately called her parents, but no one responded to her. She didn't know how long she had been imprisoned. She was probably rescued when she still had her last breath.

Since then, she has not seen her parents.

But I don't know why, more than twenty years later, she still can't get out of the endless darkness.

Jun Mohan stared at her face closely, and saw a tear suddenly flow out of the corner of her eye. He called softly: "Mu Lingwei, wake up."

But no matter how he called, she didn't react at all.

After a while, Guo Yan came with a piano and said, "Miss Biao brought the piano, and I borrowed it from Miss Biao."

In fact, he happened to meet his cousin, and she seemed to know that the princess had arrived at the Red Buddha Temple.

Jun Mohan glanced at it, and without caring about anything else, he took out the Qingxin song and started playing it.

In an instant, I heard only the sound of piano playing in the side room. The sound was gentle and sweet, as if it was really a meditative piece of music, which instantly made people calm down.

Zhen'er came in, lit the oil lamp, and called Peony out.

Jun Mohan played the strings skillfully, and strangely enough, soon her body stopped feeling hot, her eyes stopped crying, and she finally fell into a deep sleep.

When Mu Lingwei woke up, it was already dawn and Jun Mohan had left the room, as if he had never appeared.

She remembered that she fell ill and had been dreaming since she fainted. She had not dreamed of her parents for many years, and she had even forgotten what they looked like.

She thought she could finally go home and see the bad old man, the master.

However, looking at the vermilion ceiling, Mu Lingwei realized that she had not gone back, she was still in this place.

At this time, the bell rang again in her ears, and she knew it should be the bell tower of the Red Buddha Temple.

Zhen'er and Shaoyao had visited her several times. They saw that she was not awake and did not disturb her.

At this time, Zhen'er came in again and saw that she was awake, so he said: "Princess, you are awake."

Mu Lingwei turned her head and saw that the two girls had been busy. She wanted to say: "Did you hear anything last night?"

But when she opened her mouth, she found that her voice was hoarse and her throat hurt so much that she couldn't open her mouth.

"Give me a glass of water." She squeezed out a few words in a hoarse voice.

Shaoyao quickly went to pour water. After drinking it, her throat was still not healed.

On such a cold day, that bitch Jun Mohan dragged her out into the rain. He wanted to torture himself and even pulled her into the water.

I don’t know if he is dead?

If she dies, he can no longer torture her.

However, seeing Zhen'er's appearance, it was obvious that Jun Mohan should be fine.

Mu Lingwei got out of bed and saw Zhen'er taking out a gorgeous dress and putting it on for her.

Mu Lingwei quickly treated herself with acupuncture and took medicine before following them out of the wing.

As soon as they came out, they saw Jun Mohan and Shangguan Han eating around the table. The atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

Shangguan Han didn't know what medicine he had taken wrongly, but he suddenly became kind-hearted, and even stood up and saluted her personally, "I've seen my sister-in-law. Is she feeling better? I don't know if my sister-in-law is used to the temple's food, so Han'er

I personally went to the kitchen to borrow ingredients to make breakfast, and made porridge specially for my sister-in-law."
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