Chapter 1099 You Protect All Beings, I Protect You [43]

"..."

Hearing their conversation, Yan Fan's hands and feet were cold, his heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the valley, and his dark blue pupils were completely out of focus for a moment.

The rationality of his brain completely fell apart at that moment.

On the way here, he had imagined the worst possibility, but he couldn't accept every possibility, and he didn't dare to imagine it.

how so……

The honesty and reaction of the body are always faster than the brain, Yan Fan didn't even have time to think, his feet automatically stepped into it.

The distance from the door of the room to the girl's bed is the longest road Yan Fan has traveled in his life.

The moment Yan Fan rushed in, the housekeeper realized that she thought it was an assassin, and immediately shouted: "Come on! Come on! There are assassins!"

As he said that, the butler 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, "Amitabha, don't be alarmed, the donor just now is the old monk's beloved disciple, not an assassin."

The housekeeper was taken aback for a moment, then looked again, and there was indeed one person missing among the three.

"What's wrong with that master, so panicked?" The way he rushed in just now seemed to be very worried about her highness.

But she didn't seem to have seen that beautiful master by His Highness's side?

The old abbot's eyes were deep, and there was clarity in his cloudy eyes.

He looked at the stiff back behind the barrier in the room, and sighed, "Amitabha, the world has its own destiny. This benefactor, when can we chant scriptures and pray for blessings?"

…

Yan Fan froze there, staring blankly at the lifeless girl lying on the bed.

Her expression was pale, and the tea eyes that were finally smiling and joking before were tightly closed now. There was no trace of blood on the lips, it was very pale.

She seems to be much thinner. She was already very petite, but now she feels as thin as skin and bones.

Yan Fan wanted to lift his foot, but found that he dared not take a step forward.

"Is this Master Yan Fan?"

The housekeeper did not know when he appeared behind Yan Fan. The housekeeper said: "Please come with the old slave. The abbot and Master Daozhen are both there to chant scriptures and pray for His Highness."

Yan Fan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, his voice was hoarse, "...OK"

Sandalwood is lit in the room, and the ethereal and crisp knocking sound of wooden fish can be heard in the silent room. The muttered Buddhist scriptures are like the long camel bells from ancient times, soothing the dryness in people's hearts.

The day after the chanting, the queen came.

The queen was dressed in plain clothes, looking tired and haggard.

She looked at the unconscious girl on the bed, and asked the housekeeper beside her, "Have there been no signs of waking up?"

"No." The butler shook his head regretfully.

The queen closed her eyes, and then said in a cold voice, "Let the imperial physician treat you! The people in my palace are not a bunch of trash! If the third princess can't be cured, I will bring you to see her! Also, the list of emperors will be distributed among the people from now on." Summon skilled doctors, and if the third princess is cured, I will reward you with great rewards!"

Butler: "Yes."

Before leaving, the queen glanced at the three abbots who were praying devoutly on the other side. When her gaze suddenly caught on to Yan Fan, her eyes froze for a moment, and then narrowed her long eyes.

"And the three of you! Pray sincerely for the third emperor, if the third emperor does not wake up for a day, you are not allowed to stop for a day!"