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Hearing their conversation, Yan Fan's hands and feet turned cold, his heart seemed to have sunk to the bottom, and his dark blue pupils were completely out of focus for a moment.
The rationality in his brain completely fell apart at that moment.
On the way here, he had imagined the worst possibility, but he could not accept every possibility and did not dare to imagine it.
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The body¡¯s honesty and response are always faster than the brain¡¯s. Yan Fan didn¡¯t even have time to think about it, and his feet moved forward automatically.
The distance from the door of the room to the girl's bed was the longest road Yan Fan had walked in his life.
The moment Yan Fan rushed in, the housekeeper realized what she thought was an assassin and immediately shouted: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming quickly! There is an assassin!"
With that said, the housekeeper immediately rushed in to stop Yan Fan.
Seeing this, the old abbot behind him stretched out his hand to stop the housekeeper.
The old abbot clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, don't panic, the donor just now was my beloved disciple, not an assassin."
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, and then looked again. There was indeed one person missing among the three people.
"What's wrong with that master, so panicked?" The way she hurried in just now seemed to be very worried about her highness.
But it seems that she has never seen that beautiful master around His Highness?
The old abbot¡¯s eyes were deep-set, and his cloudy eyes were filled with clarity.
He looked at the stiff back behind the barrier in the room and sighed, "Amitabha, the destiny of origin and destruction is determined by heaven and earth. This donor, when can we chant sutras and pray for blessings?"
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Yan Fan froze there, staring blankly at the lifeless girl lying on the bed.
Her expression was pale, and her tea-colored eyes that were finally smiling and joking before were now tightly closed. There was no trace of blood on the lips, they were very pale.
She seems to have lost a lot of weight. She was originally very petite, but now she feels like she is just skin and bones.
Yan Fan wanted to lift his feet, but found that he did not dare to take a step forward.
"Is this Master Yan Fan?"
The butler didn¡¯t know when he appeared behind Yan Fan. The butler said: ¡°Please come with me, the abbot and Master Daozhen are there to chant sutras and pray for His Highness.¡±
Yan Fan's Adam's apple rolled slightly and his voice was hoarse, "Okay"
Sandalwood is lit in the room, and the clear and ethereal tapping sound of wooden fish echoes in the silent room. The murmuring Buddhist scriptures are like the everlasting camel bells, soothing the dryness in people's hearts.
The day after the chanting, the Queen came.
The queen was dressed in plain clothes and looked tired and haggard.
She looked at the unconscious girl on the bed and asked the housekeeper beside her, "Is there no sign of waking up?"
"No." The butler shook his head sadly.
The queen closed her eyes, and then said in a cold voice, "Let the imperial doctor cure you! The people in my palace are not a bunch of trash! If you can't cure the third princess, please bring her head to see me! Also, from now on, the emperor's list will be issued among the people. Calling together doctors with superb skills, if they can cure the Third Princess, I will be richly rewarded!"
Butler: "Yes."
When the Queen left, she glanced at the three abbots on the other side who were praying devoutly. When her eyes suddenly glanced at Yan Fan, her eyes suddenly froze for a moment, and then she narrowed her long eyes.
"There are three of you! Pray for the Third Princess carefully and sincerely. If the Third Princess doesn't wake up for a day, you are not allowed to stop for a day!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com