Chapter 1105 Giving Medicine

All she could do was to take away the fear and pain he felt when he was on the verge of death, so that he could die more peacefully.

Ye Canglan slowly closed her eyes, her chest rising and falling gradually calmed down, and she had a happy smile on her face.

After lighting a stick of incense, a cry came from the room.

Gu Zhian felt that the bond had been broken, took one last look at Ye Canglan, and turned to leave.

Before leaving the Pearl Pavilion, the emperor chased him out, "Fairy, stay here!"

Gu Zhian turned around and looked at the emperor whose eyes were still red, "What's the matter?"

The emperor was a little timid. This was the first time in his life that he had been timid. Since his birth, he had been the crown prince and the only prince of the Jin Dynasty. There was nothing in this world that could make him timid.

But at this time, when he faced such a beautiful woman, he felt timid and did not even dare to look at her.

But thinking of his imperial son who had been on the sickbed for more than ten years, he could only swallow his timidity and muster up the courage to say to the woman in front of him: "My son has been suffering from congenital weakness since he was born. The doctor said that he will not survive ten years."

8. I later saved the immortal elixir from the Ouyang family, which extended my life for more than ten years. Now my condition has worsened again, and the Ouyang family’s immortal masters can’t do anything about it. Meeting a fairy today must be the blessing that my miserable young son has been waiting for.

, and please ask the fairy to give you medicine.”

Since he is a descendant of Ye Canglan, Gu Zhian is naturally willing to help, "Take me to see it."

Gu Zhian shook his head, "It's impossible to cure him, but there is a way to make him live for a few more decades."

The emperor hurriedly asked: "Is it possible to cure it?"

The emperor had never seen such a battle before, and he was so shocked that he could not speak.

The emperor coughed slightly, and when the maids saw him, they all knelt down and worshiped him.

Gu Zhian shook her head, stretched her finger towards the emperor's eyebrows, and some memories entered her mind. She did not pry into the emperor's privacy, but only read some memories about his sickly son.

The guards of the palace were startled when they saw two people appearing out of thin air in the courtyard. They were about to rush up to stop them, but they saw that one of them was the emperor, and they were even more frightened.

"It is indeed a congenital weakness." Gu Zhian said.

Gu Zhian waved his hand, "No need to bother." He waved his hand and brought the emperor into the light, "You can just tell me the place."

The emperor was overjoyed and hurriedly called for people to prepare the carriage.

The emperor ignored him and walked straight to the bed, pressing down King Min who was about to get up, "Don't move."

The guards quickly retreated.

I have to say that in terms of enjoyment, it has to be these nobles.

She walked to the bed and reached out to brush King Min's head, who was still in a daze.

At this time, King Min was drinking medicine in the room. There were several maids standing in front of the bed. Some were giving medicine, some were holding mouthwash, some were holding candy, and some were holding half-wet handkerchiefs.

The emperor finally came to his senses and saw the guards rushing over, hurriedly waving his hands, "Don't panic, I'm here to see King Min."

King Min took two breaths and nodded slightly, "Thank you, Father!" After saying this, he saw the woman in green walking slowly towards him. When he saw the woman's appearance, King Min's eyes widened.

This - isn't this the figure in the painting that hangs all year round in the Emperor's palace?

Gu Zhian also looked at this King Min. He was in his early thirties, with a hint of Ye Canglan in his eyebrows, his complexion was sickly pale, and he was extremely thin.

"Let's go." In the emperor's memory, the sick son lived in a palace in Nancheng.

The emperor had been to Prince Min's Mansion many times, and he was familiar with the road. After turning a few corners, he led Gu Zhian into Prince Min's room.

But in an instant, the emperor stood in the palace.

The emperor was delighted when he heard this and asked, "What method?"

Gu Zhian dug out an old book from the storage ring. This was a body-refining book she bought when she first entered the spiritual world. It is the most common and lowest-level body-refining book, but it is also the most suitable for the sick and weak person in front of her.

mortal.

She happened to have the required medicinal materials in her space, so she took them out and gave them to them, "Follow this body-refining technique and take medicinal baths on time. As long as you can persist for two years, you will definitely live for at least thirty more years."

The faces of both father and son showed joy. Thirty years may not be a big deal to ordinary people.

But for people who only have three months left to live, this is great news.
Chapter completed!