The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

"Exactly." Su Baixi was burning with anxiety. According to the previous plan, the mother would lead the old lady to the cold nunnery now, and she had to stop her, but unfortunately, this old nun would block her way.

"The poor nun is also going to talk to the eldest lady about the arrangement of the old lady in the temple recently. How about the poor nun and the eldest lady together." Master Jinghui warmly invited her.

A stone in Su Baixi's heart just fell to the ground, and she walked in the direction of the prayer hall with Mrs. Jinghui. Although Mrs. Jinghui did not take the path she wanted to take, she just wanted to go to the praying hall.

After walking a few steps, Mrs. Jinghui suddenly sighed heavily, her brows were furrowed, and she looked worried.

"Master, what's bothering you?" Su Baixi noticed Master Jinghui's unusual expression and asked.

"Miss, there is an important matter, but the poor nun doesn't know how to tell the old lady and the lady. Now that I meet the lady, I would like to ask the lady what she means."

What's at stake?Su Baixi asked tightly, "Master, what's the matter?"

Master Jinghui waved his hand too much to make the left and right disciples retreat, and then looked around mysteriously, which made Su Baixi even more curious.

"Master, what's the matter? I'm the daughter of the prime minister's mansion. If you tell me, I can give you an idea."

Master Jinghui sighed heavily again, and said, "Amitabha, the world is impermanent. I never thought that a person with a Bodhisattva heart like the old lady would have such a calamity."

"Grandmother?" Su Baixi's heart sank and asked, "What happened to her old man?"

"To tell you the truth, Miss, the old lady came to the temple yesterday. I looked at her from a distance, and felt that she looked strange. Later, I took the opportunity to check her pulse, only to find that the old lady had been suffering from cold illness for a long time. I don't know why. Since then, I have used the earthen formula that Miss San shouldn't use, which has collided with the true energy in my body, and now I am dying of illness. According to my judgment, I can't live for more than three months."

"What?" Su Baixi was overjoyed when he heard it, "Really?" Sensing Master Jinghui's surprised gaze, Su Baixi realized that he shouldn't be so happy, and a cloud of sadness immediately appeared in the corner of his eyes, "Grandmother Nianchi is chanting Buddha, with a Bodhisattva heart, how can he not live for three months? Master, did you make a mistake?"

Master Jing Hui said, "Miss, this matter is absolutely true! The poor nun only dared to confirm it after repeated diagnosis. How dare you talk about such an important matter."

"What do you mean? Grandma was originally suffering from a cold illness, and my third sister's prescription not only failed to cure her, but actually made her illness worse?" Su Baixi asked, if this is the case, then they don't need to do anything, Su Yueming He must die too.

"You can say that." Master Jing Hui nodded too.

Mrs. Jinghui's medical skills are well-known far and wide, and she was optimistic about the chronic illness of the current empress. Therefore, Su Baixi did not doubt her diagnosis. She pondered for a while and asked——

"Master, can there be any way to relieve my grandmother's condition?"

"Yes, but..." Master Jinghui felt a little embarrassed.

"Master, it's okay to say." Su Baixi suddenly felt that knowing this secret was more useful than completely defeating Third Auntie.

"Since the eldest miss wants to know, the poor nun will tell..." Master Jinghui got too close to Su Baixi's ear and whispered something, Su Baixi listened, her beautiful eyes wide open.