"Yes." The two maids, Yan Jin, saluted again.

Chu Xiang suddenly looked up at the sky.

The sky was gloomy and no longer blue.

It is already late autumn, and the autumn wind is blowing.

Although he is a great master and is protected from cold and heat, he still feels the coldness.

In particular, the buildings in the palace are square and neat, and there is no obstruction between the palace and the wall. Instead, wind channels are formed, making the autumn breeze stronger.

The late autumn in the palace is a bit more bleak than outside.

He shook his head and thought of Dr. Xu's words.

Dr. Xu was very familiar with him. He was responsible for treating Princess Xu Miaoru. Although he could not be cured, he relied on his medical skills to keep her going. This was also a great contribution. Chu Xiang was deeply grateful and thanked her many times.

The two unknowingly developed a wonderful friendship.

So this time, Doctor Xu told him the truth.

The fifteenth princess may not be able to survive this winter or celebrate the new year.

When Chu Xiang thought of this, his heart became heavier and heavier.

Chong walked slowly into the palace gate with light steps, turned around the screen wall and came to the vestibule. He saw an Arhat bed in the vestibule, with a slender, graceful and beautiful woman lying on it.

Dressed in a moon-colored white attire, her beautiful face is as pale as paper, and her frowning eyebrows look gloomy and haggard.

Even in late autumn, the place is still lush with greenery, mostly planted with precious exotic pine trees, which are evergreen all year round.

She didn't like the flowers and plants to wither, so she kept planting pine trees, all kinds of pine trees.

Next to her sat two palace ladies in colorful clothes.

He was fourteen or fifteen years old, but still had a childlike look on his face, and he was gently fanning her.

In this late autumn, it is very cool, and the beautiful woman feels that she is still hot in the scorching summer.

"Brother Ninth." She nodded lightly and said lazily, "I won't get up and salute."

"You, just tell me this." Chu Xiang said angrily: "What are we brothers and sisters doing? We just got sick?"

"Well, we just had one." The fifteenth princess Chu Ling said lazily: "I'm used to it now."

"Look at this." Chu Xiang carefully took out the Rejuvenation Spell from his arms and handed it to Chu Ling.

Chu Ling waved her hand.

A little palace maid next to her put down her fan, took the rejuvenation spell and handed it to Chu Ling.

Chu Ling stretched out her slender hand to catch it and glanced at it a few times: "Is it a Buddhist mantra? Well, a rejuvenation mantra?"

"Fifteenth sister, you actually know the rejuvenation spell."

"It is said that the rejuvenation spell of Monk Fakong is very miraculous and can cure serious illnesses." Chu Ling smiled softly and said calmly: "Brother Ninth, you have done a great service."

"You also know this?"

"I heard it when my father and my mother were chatting." Chu Ling said: "I am a dying person, what can they hide?"

"Don't talk nonsense, why should you die?" Chu Xiang felt slightly sad and glared at her angrily: "Since you know Master Fakong's rejuvenation mantra, it will be easier. If you recite this mantra well, it may have miraculous effects."

He glanced at the two little palace ladies.

Chu Ling waved her hands gently: "Xiao Xing Xiaoyue, please step back."

"Yes, princess." The two little maids stepped back respectfully.

Suddenly, only Chu Xiang and Chu Ling were left in the vestibule.

Chu Xiang came closer and lowered his voice: "Fifteenth sister, Master Fakong's prayer ceremony will be held in three days. I will take you there quietly. Master Fakong will definitely cure your illness."

"Brother Ninth..." Chu Ling showed a faint mockery, as if he was mocking his own fate: "I am not sick, but seriously ill and injured, not just obsessed. In short, I am a mess and numb. I am already terminally ill and unable to do anything.

It can be cured with medicine."

"Hush! Keep your voice down!... Haven't you heard of Master Fakong's Rejuvenation Spell?" Chu Xiang lowered his voice: "You should know that Master Fakong's Rejuvenation Spell is so magical that it can cure any illness or injury.

Cured."

"The Rejuvenation Spell can cure diseases. I know that. It only heals injuries..."

"Fifteenth sister!" Chu Xiang said anxiously: "Do you listen to me?"

"Of course you have to listen to Brother Ninth's words."

"Then just do as I say!" Chu Xiang lowered his voice and said, "I'm sure I can cure you!"

"Brother Ninth..."

"Stop blabbering!" Chu Xiang said: "The illness of your Sister-in-law Jiu and Princess Jingbei's illness were both incurable, but Master Fakong couldn't help it! The same goes for your illness, Master Fakong

It can be cured!”

"Okay." Chu Ling saw that he was anxious and knew that his temper was rising, so he couldn't resist at this time.

"Okay, that's it, recite this rejuvenation mantra and don't lose this piece of paper."

"Brother Ninth, I have memorized the rejuvenation spell by heart."

In order to cure the disease, I have tried various methods. I heard about the wonderful rejuvenation mantra of Fakong, and I also found this mantra and recited it by heart for more than ten days.

Unfortunately, it never worked, so I gave up.

"This paper is very important." Chu Xiang lowered his voice: "Don't throw it away, this is a talisman."
Chapter completed!