Granny Tianji blurted out without thinking: "It should be for his own good. The "Celestial Silkworm Jue" is a magical skill that is unique in the world, and its true energy is the best in the world. Think about it, can it be a good thing?"
"But the problem is that the person who channeled Qi to this child didn't really understand. He did something wrong with good intentions, and it was self-defeating!"
After Granny Tianji finished speaking, she and Zhao Rui both shook their heads and sighed.
"In this case, what should we do?"
Zhao Rui frowned and asked softly.
Granny Tianji sighed deeply and said: "I have devoted all my efforts to this child last night, and nearly half of my true energy has been transferred into this child's body. I need to recuperate for the time being."
"Whether the child will succeed or not depends on fate."
When Granny Tianji talked about this section, she was helped by the maid to sit back on the bedside. She sat cross-legged with her knees crossed and slowly closed her eyes, as if she was practicing Qi.
A maid walked up to Zhao Rui and said softly: "My lord, please go out with me. My mother-in-law cannot be disturbed."
Zhao Rui nodded slightly and slowly, turned around and walked outside.
As soon as I walked out, I saw that the king had woken up from nowhere.
Zhao Rui walked over quickly and saw Murong Chunyu greeting Wang Junyuan. Wang Junyuan was very weak and had no energy to speak.
"Sister, I'm afraid I'm dead. After I die, I hope you can bury my body next to my master. After I go to heaven, I will continue to honor my master."
When Wang Junyuan said this, Murong Chunyu's face was filled with anger and he said: "You little kid, where are you going now? Why are you talking about death!"
Wang Junyuan seemed like a bent shell without a soul. He could not sit still or lie down. He was in unbearable pain!
"To be honest, I will definitely fail. I know very well how my own body is doing."
As Wang Junyuan said this, Murong Chunyu held his hands tightly.
Zhao Rui came over, sat next to Murong Chunyu, and comforted Wang Junyuan again and again. However, Wang Junyuan was a kid who knew his own body too well.
"What did Granny Tianji say?"
Murong Chunyu stroked her hair, looked at Zhao Rui and asked.
Zhao Rui forced a smile and said: "Grandma Tianji is still recuperating. She said that she sent a lot of zhenqi to Wang Junyuan last night, which consumed her greatly."
Murong Chunyu continued to ask: "Has Grandma Tianji said whether she can save Wang Junyuan?"
Zhao Rui shook his head and said: "It's probably difficult."
These four words "probably difficult" were like a pile driver, driving deeply into Murong Chunyu's heart.
"If that's the case, alas! It's over."
Murong Chunyu's tone was already choked with sobs.
Just as Wang Junyuan was about to speak, his legs suddenly softened, and his vision went black on the spot. He passed out and fell unconscious.