Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1960 Tribulation (34)

The empress, who was eager to love her son, was sitting by the bed, holding his hand, weeping uncontrollably.

Wishing that it was she who was lying on the bed at the moment, not her child.

"Li'er...my Li'er..."

In the impenetrable palace full of bloody smell, everyone was silent and stood to one side.

In the silent palace, only the grief-stricken cries of a mother echoed.

It hurts so much that it makes people worry.

"Who will save my Li'er... I beg some god to save my Li'er..."

"Li'er... my poor Li'er..."

"Who can help you...Li'er..."

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"Your Majesty is here—"

Outside the heavy Changxin Palace, the eunuch's sharp voice sounded.

Break the freeze here.

When the dignified, majestic and calm bright yellow figure appeared, the empress sitting by the bed was still in grief.

Weeping, clutching her child's hand, weeping bitterly.

He didn't even look at the emperor who walked in.

The emperor looked at the weeping queen with a heavy expression.

Without saying anything, he put his hands behind his back and looked at the person he brought.

A well-known eminent monk who attained the Tao, his dharma name is Mingjing.

"Master Mingjing, please show me, what's wrong with my child...?"

Although he didn't believe in these ghost stories, what happened to Li'er in the past two months was really weird.

The legs were connected, and after a long time, they were finally able to be disconnected under the watchful eyes of everyone.

It was connected again, and then it grew well, but it was broken again, because it was accidentally touched.

In just two months, Li'er's legs were broken twice.

Including this time, it was the third time in total.

As if bewitched.

Even if the emperor doesn't believe this, there is really nothing he can do about it.

I had to invite him to come and see what happened.

Master Mingjing, the rumored No.1 who is not afraid of evil spirits.

Because it can kill demons and demons, it is famous far and wide.

People will go to him when they encounter any bad things.

He was wearing a simple cassock.

Wearing Buddhist beads, with a square face, sword eyebrows and eagle nose.

He was upright and fierce, without the kindness of ordinary monks.

The undisguised sharp eyes, like a brave eagle, swept across the people on the bed.

After watching for a few seconds, he turned to the emperor.

Put your hands together and speak calmly.

"Amitabha, Your Majesty, His Highness the Sixth Highness... was indeed invaded by evil spirits."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the palace was shocked.

Everyone gasped.

The empress, who was still crying, immediately looked over when she heard the words, her voice was once too sharp.

"What did you say?!"

Master Mingjing clasped his hands together and lowered his head slightly.

"Amitabha, empress, the poor monk believes that evil spirits have entered His Highness's body and cast a curse on him..."

The empress's eyes popped out, chestnut and terrified.

"Curse...curse?!"

The emperor frowned.

"Master, is there a way to heal?"

Master Mingjing's complexion remained unchanged, he was calm and calm, "Of course there are."

As he spoke, he took out a bell.

The golden bells jingle and jingle.

The sound is really nice.

"Hang this thing on the head of His Highness's bed, and ring the bell for two hours every day."

"Within three days, all the evil spirits will be eradicated, and your Highness will naturally recover."

The empress took the bell, "Really... really?"

(End of this chapter)